Godwin’s trial was fast and furious.  He tried, more than once, to plead to my affections so that I’d make my grandparents and their courts see their way to showing him mercy.  What he didn’t comprehend was that I no longer had any affections for him.  Knowing about the magic and the herbs that he steadily fed me, I questioned if I ever did.There was such a long list of crimes attributed to him that I would have called the trial a ridiculous farce filled with trumped up charges by foes who carried a tremendous amount of animosity for him if I didn’t know, first hand, that he’d actually done the vile acts that he was awaiting judgement for. I was sorry that Kenton wasn’t there to see justice being served to the man who’d been the cause of almost a century of his unnecessary suffering. Through various testimonies and Godwin’s failed attempts to defend himself, the information came

Kenton was weak, but I’d been assured by Dr. Bass that he would be up and around in no time.  I sat by his bed while I watched the I.V. drip blood into his vein and thought about how wonderful the fairies were being toward the man I loved and promised my future to and the woman who I considered to be my best friend.Although it had never been done, my grandparents had agreed to allow Cindy to remain in Fairy Land as long as she was completely cleansed of her vampirism and was willing to undergo a genetic analysis to make sure that the werewolf gene was as weak in her as she claimed it to be.  Since she had no doubt that she’d pass the test, she was eager to undergo the reversal process.I warned her not to be so eager since the process was extremely painful, but she reminded me of all she’d been through and assured me that she could handle it.  I couldn’t argue that point.When Kenton finally awoke, we were all hustled out