Did you feel relief when this task was taken over by Maharet and Mekare?
Relief, yes, and gratitude too deep to fathom or express, though they knew these things. When it came down to those final moments, we all felt our lives draining away and it came to me that they must eat the organs and take in the original essence. I suppose any of us could have done it, but it was poetic justice for it to be those two, and it was also reasonable that these two ancient vampires should be mothers to us all.
I do wonder, though, what would become of us if one of them were to perish since each holds within her body the spirit that made Akasha, and through her, all of us. Would we still die? Would we weaken? Or would we feel nothing?
I hope to never find out, of course. I would like to think that if Maharet or Mekare wished to die, they would come to one of us and pass on the essence. I do not know how they would determine who would be the next in the line of succession. I imagine not too many would be keen to take on such a heavy task.
Though, to be honest, I do not see Maharet as the sort to lose her stamina. It is Mekare I wonder about. You see, Mekare was only sustained by her hatred and thirst for vengeance. With her purpose done, how long will she endure?
Maharet stands as a mother unlike any we have known. Akasha was an absent and elusive sovereign. Maharet upholds standards that we must respect, and I am a man who respects rules and boundaries no matter how they confine me. If an immortal does not wish to follow her rules, then he or she should not be tolerated. It is a gift, this immortality, and Maharet is the source of that power. Without her, we all die. She deserves our protection, our honour, and our eternal respect. Maharet and I are not friends. If anything, we are companions in bitterness because we both know what it is to be betrayed by the same creature. Though acquaintance we may be, she is my Queen and I would go to her without fail or question should she need me. There is little I would deny her.
As I once cleansed the vermin who would threaten Akasha, so too would I for Maharet.
At the same time, I also felt a dull and irreconcilable disappointment. An emptiness, almost. It was not easy to lose Akasha, as it is never easy to lose anyone you have loved for thousands of years. In all my life, Akasha was my only constant companion.