Eve’s POV
The vote was on a Wednesday.
Eve woke up before her alarm.
She lay in the dark for a mont and listened to Damian breathing beside her.
She got up quietly so she wouldn’t wake him.
Went downstairs.
Made coffee.
Sat at the kitchen table alone in the dark and held the cup and let herself feel the weight of the morning.
This was the day.
After everything.
This was the day.
Damon ca down at six.
He took one look at her and sat across from her without saying anything. Poured himself coffee. Looked at her face.
"How are you feeling," he said.
"Strange," she said. "Like I’ve been moving toward sothing for so long that I don’t know what to do with actually being here."
"That’s normal," he said.
"Is it," she said.
"You’ve been running at full speed for eight months," he said. "Your body doesn’t know how to slow down yet." He paused. "It’ll figure it out after today."
She looked at him.
"What if it doesn’t pass," she said.
He looked back at her steadily.
"It’s going to pass," he said.
"You don’t know that," she said.
"Eve," he said. "Five factions. All five. In the sa room. Building the sa thing for three months." He held her gaze. "It’s going to pass."
She wrapped both hands around her cup.
"My parents were this close," she said. "They were building toward this and they never got here."
"You’re not them," Damon said. "You’re you. And you’re here."
She looked at him.
He looked back.
She breathed out.
"Okay," she said.
***
Silas ca down at seven.
He sat beside her and looked at the table and said nothing for a mont.
Then he said..."Your father’s notes. The section on bloodline protections."
"I incorporated it," she said. "The full chanism. It’s in section fourteen now."
"I know," he said. "I read it last night." He paused. "It’s better than what he wrote."
She looked at him.
"You kept the bones of it," he said. "But you built further. The enforcent chanism he left vague....you defined it. The challenge process he outlined in two sentences, you expanded it into sothing that actually holds up." He held her gaze. "He built the foundation. You finished the house."
"He would have kept going," she said. "If he’d had more ti."
"Yes," Silas said. "He would have." He paused. "But he didn’t. You did."
She nodded.
Looked at her coffee.
"Are you ready," he said.
"Yes," she said, and she ant it.
***
Damian found her in the study at eight.
She was going through the final version of the reform docunt one more ti. Not looking for problems. Just....reading it. The whole thing. Beginning to end.
He sat across from her and waited.
She finished the last page.
Set it down.
Looked at him.
"It’s good," she said.
"Yes," he said.
"It’s actually good," she said. "Not just politically. Actually structurally sound. It’ll hold."
"I know," he said. "I’ve read it six tis."
She smiled.
He reached across the desk and put his hand over hers.
"Whatever happens today," he said. "You built sothing real. That doesn’t change based on a vote."
"It passes," she said.
"Yes," he said. "It does."
She turned her hand and held his.
They sat like that for a mont.
***
They went through the portal at nine.
All four of them. Vessa was already at the Court when they arrived, she had co the night before. She was standing in the corridor outside the Conclave chamber with her coat on and her hands folded and the expression of soone who had been waiting for this for forty one years.
She looked at Eve when they ca through.
Eve looked at her.
Neither of them said anything.
Vessa reached out and touched the pendant briefly, Then she looked up and nodded at Eve.
Eve nodded back and they went inside.
***
The Conclave chamber was full.
Every faction. Every representative. Every mber of the supernatural governing body that had been operating under corrupted structures for sixty years.
All of them assembled to vote on whether to change.
Eve sat at the front of the chamber with the reform docunt on the table in front of her and her mates in the row directly behind her and Raphael at the end and Vessa beside him.
She looked at the room.
At the five faction sections.
Katerina’s representatives in their Military faction seats. Aldous in the rchant section, he had co personally again. Corin and Petra and Tam from the Revolutionary faction, Tam with his notebook already open. The Traditional faction in their careful diplomatic formation. And the Bloodline Council, Isara herself this ti, seated with the stillness of soone who had decided this was worth being present for.
All five.
Vassin opened the session.
His voice was the sa as it had always been, thin with age, carrying perfectly.
"The Conclave convenes to vote on the proposed structural reform as submitted by Lady Evangeline Seraphim and the five-faction working group," he said. "The vote requires a simple majority. Voting will proceed by faction in alphabetical order."
He looked at the room.
"The Bloodline Council," he said.
Isara stood.
"The Bloodline Council votes in favor," she said.
She sat down.
Eve breathed.
"The rchant faction," Vassin said.
Aldous stood.
He looked at Eve across the chamber for one mont.
Then he said...."The rchant faction votes in favor."
He sat down.
"The Military faction," Vassin said.
Bren stood.
"The Military faction votes in favor," she said.
She sat down.
"The Revolutionary faction," Vassin said.
Corin stood.
He looked at the docunt on the table.
At forty seven filings worth of work sitting in a reform that was about to pass.
"The Revolutionary faction votes in favor," he said.
His voice was steady.
Tam was writing.
Petra had her hand on Corin’s arm briefly.
He sat down after speaking.
One faction left.
"The Traditional faction," Vassin said.
The senior Traditional faction representative stood.
"The Traditional faction votes in favor," she said.
She sat down after speaking.
The chamber was completely silent.
Vassin looked at the room.
"The vote is unanimous," he said. "Five factions in favor. Zero opposed." He paused. "The structural reform is hereby adopted as governing law of the Supernatural Conclave effective imdiately."
He struck the table once.
And it beca permanent.
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