"A Vampire Lord?" asked Serana raising her eyebrow in disbelief.

"Yes Serana," said Valerica. "Just like your father."

Serana gasped. She made a small noise of disbelief and curled up on the floor.

"No," she wailed. "I've turned Stefan into my father."

Valerica stood up and approached her daughter. She picked her up and put her arm around her.

"Stefan is nothing like your father," said Valerica. She held her daughters face and made her look at her. "He is a good man."

"What have I done?"wailed Serana. There was nothing more she could say. She opened her heart onto her mothers shoulder and cried mournfully. A large window smashed behind them. Serana looked up from her mothers shoulder. A large winged creature flew into the great hall. He landed hard shaking the very foundations of the castle.

"Serana," called Stefan. "I have returned."

Serana gasped. Valerica turned to look at him and gasped.

"By the blood..." she said in horror.

Stefan's wings folded into his armour. Valerica released her daughter and approached Stefan.

"Lord Stefan," gasped Valerica looking at him in awe and surprise.

"Pardon?"asked Stefan. He was sure he misheard her.

"Lord Stefan," repeated Valerica. "This is a most unusual turn of events."

Stefan looked at Serana.

"Honey," he said. "Why is she calling me Lord?"

She shrugged her shoulders. She was still a little nervous about approaching him after this recent turn of events.

"You defeated Lord Harkon,"explained Valerica.

"Me and Serana," he corrected her. Serana smiled, exposing her fangs. She made her way to him and threw her arms around him. Her nervousness seemed to fade a little as he presented himself to be back to his usual form.

"But what does that have to do with Stefan?"asked Serana.

"In defeating your father in combat," continued Valerica. "He ended the Tyranny of the Sun. Defeating your father in combat is no ordinary feat. I have known many of the most capable warriors fail to defeat him."

Serana flashed Stefan a smile of congratulations. She kissed him on the cheek.

"Your father had no one as equal as himself to become the status of Lord," continued Valerica. "That is until you turned Stefan."

Stefan thought about this for a moment. Serana frowned, her usual facial expression when she was thinking hard.

"There was no-one equal to Harkon," repeated Stefan. "Except myself."

"Indeed," said Valerica. "It seems that, after my daughter turned you, you have been unwillingly chosen to become the next Lord of the Volkihar clan."

Stefan looked at Serana. She gave him an awkward smile.

"So I've inadvertently become a Vampire Lord?" questioned Stefan. Surely he had misheard her.

"Not just any Vampire Lord," corrected Valerica. "THE Vampire Lord."

"Surely not?" asked Serana. "Truly?"

Valerica nodded.

"Truly,"she replied. "Stefan has become the ruler of all the Vampire clans in Skyrim."

She looked at him.

"Those Vampire clans will turn to you for protection and guidance," she continued. "It will be your job to assist them in any way you can."

Serana beamed.

"So if I'm a Vampire Lord, does that make Serana my queen?" asked Stefan.

"In a manner," replied Valerica.

He looked at Serana and beamed at her.

"My ravishing Vampire Queen," he said playfully.

Serana giggle.

"My handsome Vampire Lord," she replied kissing him on the cheek.

"The Dawn-guard may come for you," said Valerica. "Just like they did my husband. We should be careful, all of us."

"Father deserved the Dawn-guard to come after him," said Serana. "He was pure evil. I think Stefan is just what our kind needs."

"I couldn't agree more Serana," agreed Valerica.

Serana threw her arms around him.

From the broken window, the sunlight could be seen streaming into the great hall.

Stefan winced slightly as the sunlight touched his skin. Serana lead him away from the window and towards a small room off the great hall. It was home to several armchairs and tapped barrels lining the walls. He sat in an armchair as Serana filled a goblet from the barrel.

"It's blood potion," said Serana as she handed it to him. "Now you are fully turned it is safe for you to drink this."

He took it and drank a large volume of his goblet. She watched intently drinking his blood potion. Stefan saw her looking at him.

"What's the matter Serana?"asked Stefan.

"Nothing," she replied. "Just wondering what kind of Vampire Lord you are going to be."

"I've been wondering that as well,"he said thoughtfully. "Still, I have my ravishing Vampire queen to aid me should I blunder."

Serana perched herself on his lap. She put her arm around him and kissed him on the cheek.

"That you have," she said.