So This is a New Fic, Hana Encouraged me to write this so here, I want to make this story have long chapters so I wont be updating it as I often update my stories.
I hope you enjoy this because I enjoyed writing it. It takes place in the late 1400's.
Chapter One
Caroline sucked in a deep breath as the maid pulled her corset strings, she loved wearing these dresses but the pain she could do without. She held her stomach in, forcing herself to bear the pain. Katherine was doing well, but Caroline knew that Katherine had been wearing corsets since she was very young, so by now she was accustomed to them, but Caroline started to wear them two years ago yet she still couldn't bear the pain, the tightness that surrounded her body was unbearable.
Caroline and Kat were leaving, although they were princesses and it would be considered reckless and scandalous they didn't care, they had to escape the same faith of their other sister, Elena. They were forced to marry someone they did not love or even meet and Caroline believed in love so she was running away to London where they would never find them, hopefully. She had been married at least 4 times, every time she would enjoy their company before plotting her escape where her parents would always find her. They knew Bulgaria well so of course they would find her. Katherine was married 6 times and always escaped them the day after. Caroline was tired of all these marriages and weddings and she was running away, not just because she had to. She was going to England which was far away from home and no one knew her there, she heard stories of London and she had decided to go there and start a new life. Katherine wanted to go with her sister not just because she was also tired of it all, but she because she needed to protect her sister at all cost.
"Leave, I'll fix my sister's corset," her sister said, entering the room and starring coldly into the maid's eyes.
The maid quickly bowed and left the room quickly; Katherine walked over to her sister and grabbed the strings and wrapped them around her hand slowly, then pulled them with all her might and pulled an inaudible scream from Caroline at the pain.
"Kat!" she shrieked.
"The maid was taking too long and we have to leave before our parents return, we are supposed to be in our nightgown, what would they think when they find us in dresses; they will definitely lock us in a cellar this time." Katherine asserted, tying the strings together tightly.
"All done," she chimed happily.
Katherine then went towards her sister's bed and took up her dress and put it on her, lacing the sleeves together and the front together perfectly.
"Good now we're ready," Caroline beamed at her sister.
"We have to wear the hoods Caroline, we do not want to risk someone recognizing us and stopping us from our little adventure." Katherine added as she grabbed Caroline's hood and handed it to her with a smirk.
"Kat, we're going to London, I'm positive that no one knows us there, we are not even from England so let's go before mother and father return." Caroline countered, as she slipped on her coat.
Caroline and Katherine ran out of her room, making sure to lock it and keep the key, then they ran down at least 4 flights of stairs and outside into the cold windy darkness and made their way to their carriages and they took off into a town they knew nothing about ready to take on whatever life threw at them.
Caroline and Katherine sat in the carriage waiting hours for their arrival to England, they had told the footmen that they were to drop them off somewhere public and they would return and say nothing of their whereabouts. They were impatient and scared, of their father's wrath when he found out what they did and scared of what his punishment might be. Caroline prayed to god that her sister was safe and sound, Katherine was her only family she had now and she was going to protect her no matter what.
They finally arrived in London when the moon was at its fullest. The lights around the city brought it to life with glamour and elegance. Caroline always liked England because of its elegance, she was slightly happy that she had to visit to find suitors for them but Caroline did not want to get married especially to a man she did not love of all people. She would marry a man she loved selfishly and her sister deserved the same. Caroline saw men and women walking with their arms linked and she was glad, in Bulgaria, any public show of affection would have you beheaded or worst, depending on your status, if they were to show these public displays of affections they would be banished from their homes forever. Caroline knew the rules, but she disobeyed them nonetheless. She would never put her life in danger though.
Katherine saw a building that women dressed similar to the way they were dressed enter and go out.
"Stop the carriage!" she yelled, which startled Caroline to pull her head away from the window and straight at Katherine.
"Why are we stopping?" Caroline drawled as she watched her sister get up to reach for the carriage doors and opened them then she turned her head towards Caroline and smiled.
"Because I believe this is our stop," she beamed at her and jumped out of the carriage.
Caroline shook her head at her sister and sighed heavily, she was about to go out into the vast unknown with a perky sister at her side, fantastic.
Caroline reluctantly got out of the carriage and almost fell over when she felt someone pull her hand and ran with her down a street. She looked up and realized that Katherine was pulling her towards a house with a bright light shining from the doorway. Where Katherine was leading her, she didn't know but what she did know was that she had a gut feeling in the spot where this corset was applying pressure on that tonight was going to end badly. She approached the door and froze to admire the structure of the building before dragging Caroline inside.
There were men and women everywhere, women stood on tables, dancing like gypsies to the men that sat around the table.
Caroline remembered the last time she danced like that, she was escaping from her third husband and she came across some gypsies who taught her how to dance well. She was then discovered and she realized that she had to be more careful. She never did it again.
She saw men and women in corners of the room kissing one another passionately, the men would be kissing the plump of their breast and sucked there, some were kissing their necks and some were just kissing, frantically, and feverishly as if they were animals. Caroline has never seen such a place before, where women gave themselves to men like this. She wanted to leave but Katherine only pulled her into the building more, it was her curiosity calling her Caroline thought.
Katherine went towards a table across the room and pulled Caroline with her as they sat and watched as everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves like this. Caroline didn't like it here, she was getting that bad feeling again, she hated this feeling but it came only when something bad was about to happen. She knew it wasn't her parents, because they were still at their party but she wondered what danger would find two harmless princesses at a time like this.
A few minutes passed by and the supposed danger had finally arrived in the building.
Drunken soldiers, swaying to the music that filled the air, laughing wildly and scandalously, they kept staring at them hungrily, as if they were a piece of meat. Caroline was a little frightened by them, their smiles were wicked and evil and their eyes said danger and their lips trembled in excitement. Caroline knew these men were no good but Katherine looked eager to meet them. Caroline would indulge her sister for a while, but if anything strange started happening she was going to drag her sister out of there whether she liked it or not.
Two of the men approached them and smiled innocently at them. Caroline could tell it was just an act but of course, Katherine was always a flirt.
"Hello gentleman, care to join us?" Katherine asked, as she licked her lips seductively at them.
Caroline rolled her eyes at her sister.
"Of course," one of the men said as he took a seat and the other sat next to Caroline. Caroline could smell the alcohol and was immediately disgusted by him but she would only leave if anything out of the ordinary happened.
After chatting with them for hours and hours, neither Caroline nor Katherine realized that the rain started falling while they were chatting with the guys.
Caroline then felt someone's hands sliding on her stomach. She turned to realize that the man next to her was touching her with a wicked smile on his face.
She swatted the man's hand away and focused on her sister. Suddenly she felt the hands on her stomach again, but this time it slowly travelled down to her sensitive spot over her dress. She swatted his hand away again but this time it made a noise that alarmed Katherine to look at her sister.
"Care, is there something wrong?" Katherine asked.
"This guy keeps touching me," Caroline squirmed, scooting further away from the man.
"We're supposed to touch you whore." The man sitting next to Caroline said softly.
"I am not a whore!" Caroline gasped.
Katherine got out of her seat and walked over to the man sitting next to Caroline and slapped him hard across his face. She then went to the other side of the table and grabbed Caroline's hand and pulled her up from the table and walked out of the building. Caroline and Katherine walked down the streets in the cold rain, soaking wet and freezing cold.
"Hey, where do you think you whores are going!?" The man shouted from behind them as the other guy followed.
Caroline's heart immediately started thumping through her corset, for now, she was glad that she wore one, because her heart would have beat out of her chest. She turned immediately to look at Katherine and Katherine did the same before they grabbed their dress to raise it off the ground and they ran down the street through the pouring rain.
The men ran behind them through the pouring rain, drunk men usually weren't usually able to run that fast but Caroline realized that maybe they weren't as drunk as they had seemed.
They ran down the street next to each other searching for somewhere to hide or run to but all of the doors were closed. Caroline then saw a giant mansion through the forest, it looked like a long run but they would have to get there to someone who might be able to help them.
"Katherine, the forest!" Caroline shouted.
Katherine nodded at her sister before taking off behind her into the cold unknown.
The men followed them into the forest running through the mud and dirt to get to them, Caroline and Katherine held hands as they ran together, ducking under any low tree branches, jumping over large logs placed on the ground. The pouring rain has managed to drench their dresses so much that their skin was now soaking wet and their clothing was stuck to their skin. Caroline was running for her life yet she would kill to get out of this clothing and wear a nice warm chemise and sleep in a warm soft bed, but it might be days before she can even got that, for now she had to run, just to make it to that mansion….or what looked to be a castle as they came further to it. Katherine squeezed her hand tightly, when they came closer to the house, it turns out that there was a back door and it was open. The further they got to it they realized that they were running through a garden, the scent of the flowers mixed with the rain was a sweet scent. They then approached the door but someone had reached the door to close it.
"Wait!" Katherine shouted.
The door opened wider to find a face to the voice and he was taken aback at the scene, two beautiful women dressed heavily running through the rain, soaking wet and they look terrified. He was raised a gentleman so he opened the door wider and allowed them to enter.
Katherine smiled when she saw that the man was allowing them to enter his household, she would have to thank him when she was dry, possibly.
Caroline rushed inside first and pulled her sister along with her while the man shut the door as soon as they entered and locked it tightly.
Caroline grabbed Katherine and pulled her into a hug, she was extremely glad to be safe and extremely happy that her sister was safe. Then she heard the sound of a man's throat being cleared.
"Are you ladies alright, you look terrified." He asked, as his hands went to his back and a genuine look of worry across his features.
"Thank you for letting us enter your home, two men were following us and we ran." Katherine breathed, still trying to catch her breath from the run.
"You absolutely cannot stay in those dresses, you might catch a cold, come along." he coaxed.
Caroline smiled and followed the man, Katherine followed behind her sister, dumbstruck by the man's chiseled features.
Caroline and Katherine held each other's hand as they followed behind the gentleman. Their breathing as managed to catch a hold of itself but their bodies was still cold and shaking.
They had made it up three flights of stairs until the man called some maids from one room then escorted them to another room which held two baths.
"You may get freshened up and dressed in here, the maids will then show you one of the guest rooms and I will be with you shortly." the man promised before he closed the doors and headed down two flights of stairs and into his brother's room. He knocked twice before slowly and cautiously opening the door to reveal his brother sitting on a chair next to the fireplace opposite his bed reading a book. He closed the book slowly and turned in his seat to look at his brother.
"Can I help you brother?" he urged.
"We have guests, would you like to meet them?" Elijah asked in a calm voice.
"Do I have to?" Klaus responded.
"Yes," he simply replied.
Klaus huffed and rested his book on the small table next to the chair and got up. Elijah smirked at his younger brother; he knew his mood might change once he saw the girls. Klaus brushed pass the door and walked out of his bedroom. Elijah closed the door and met up with his brother as they made their way up the stairs and into the room where he had instructed the maids to escort them where he would question them.
Elijah opened the door slowly to witness that the girls were dressed and playing pillow fight on the bed, the giggling made Elijah say "I see you have made yourselves comfortable," Elijah chuckled.
Caroline and Katherine froze when they heard the voices and sat back down with a huff when they saw the familiar face and another unfamiliar face.
Caroline froze upon the man's appearance. He was handsome, the amusement played on his face was annoying but he was quite handsome nonetheless. His hair long to his shoulders, perfectly full and puffy, a strange image of her hands combing his silky hair flashed through her mind instantly, his lips so pink and full, and her cheeks instantly grew red at the thought of those lips on hers, or better yet, her skin. His stubble made him look like man, not a mere boy. He was well built, a little taller than her and she was glad for that.
Klaus froze when he saw Caroline, she was absolutely breathtaking, and the word beautiful was a giant understatement, he thought. Her blonde curls glowed under the candle light that surrounded the room; her beautiful blue eyes were glistening at him, her lips so tempting, and her skin so perfect. He never expected to find someone so exquisite in his mansion, but when it came to Elijah, nothing is impossible.
"I believe introductions are in order." Elijah said, with false perkiness as she realized that he was right about Klaus' mood.
Caroline shook her head slightly before responding "Forgive me, my name is Caroline and this is my sister Katherine." Caroline said, pointing at her sister before turning her attention to the man in front of her.
"My apologies, my actual name is Katarina, Katherine is the name Caroline prefers to call me," she corrected, shooting cold stares at her sister.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Katarina and Caroline" Elijah chuckled, as he approached them and gently took Katherine's hand first and lay a light kiss on her knuckles then he did the same to Caroline.
Then the man with the perfect dirty blonde hair approached them as they sat, stiff as a board on the bed and went straight to Caroline and took her hand gently, as if he was lifting a feather and laid a soft, gentle kiss against her knuckles, her skin tingled at the touch.
"Please, Call me Klaus." he whispered.
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