A/N: I have such trouble sticking with stories cause I have so many ideas! But this one came to my head and I am dying to write it. It takes place when the Originals were all still together as a family and ruled as a monarchy. It is going to be Kol/Bonnie centric with mentions of Klaroline Mabekah and possible other pairings. I like writing in third person but some parts will be written in first position. Tell me if you want me to continue with reviews, favorites, and follows. Hope you enjoy!

May 1550

A ten year old Bonnie Bennett ran through the burning village hearing the screams in her delicate ears. She would not stop running like her mother begged her to do. She was unaware of what was going on but only that it was nothing good. The royal family Mikaelsons' were here and not very happy, especially their children.

Bonnie spared a look backwards to the mass destruction going on behind her. Her small feet caught on a very large rock on the floor causing her to trip into a gooey patch on the floor. Except the tiny Bonnie was unaware that she instead tripped over a freshly dead body with spare blood pouring from their severed neck. She recognized the person though as Carlos Benito; the village baker who gave Bonnie a piece of bread for no cost.

"Mr. Benito wake up we have to run," She whispered as she shook the man waiting for a response. Bonnie was a stubborn young girl and despite her mother's warnings she would not leave a friend behind. She shook him once again, "Wake up it's not nap time."

"You're right it is not nap time."

Bonnie looked up at the source of the voice. It was an angelic girl who she had never seen. She reminded Bonnie of an angel that they talked about in church. She had long blonde hair down to her knees that were wild with many ferns and flowers tangled in it. She wore an elegant olive green dress that looked expensive and came to her ankles. Bonnie was unaware that she was in the presence of royalty for she had never met any of them. She especially was unaware that she was in the presence of a vampire none the less.

"What's your name?" The blonde asked bending down slightly to Bonnie's level.

"Bonnie Bennett, Miss." She said softly looking up at the girl with a small smile.

"Miss. Rebekah," She introduced herself with an eerie smile. "How old are you, Bonnie?"

"Ten."

"You are a very beautiful little girl," Rebekah said touching one of the long black locks on Bonnie's head. "Such a beautiful girl.." She repeated closing her eyes as she took a small intake in of breath and when she opened her eyes back up they were black with coursing veins under her eyes. "Such a tasty smelling girl." She added with baring teeth.

Bonnie's mouth formed a small 'o' shape at the new features that took over the woman in front of her. When the older kids were trying to scare Bonnie and her friends they often told stories of the blood sucking beasts that roamed in a nearby village but Bonnie had never once believed it.

"Rebekah!" A cold and hoarse voice growled at the blonde causing her to stop and look up at the intruder who was magically appeared at Bonnie's side. He was one of the most beautiful men Bonnie had ever seen. He had messy dark hair that frame his childish face with black death eyes and full lips with a defined chin. "Spare her, sister."

"Sparing a meal?" The blonde sneered, taking her focus of Bonnie and onto her brother. "That is so very unlike you Kol."

"She's a child," He said placing his hands under Bonnie's arm and lifting her off the dead mans body. His touch was gentle and soft; something very unlike himself. Kol did not know what was so special about the little girl in front of him but he did not want to watch her life be taken from her so young. She deserved to live more than the others did.

The blonde looked like she was about to protest before she cocked her head to the side hearing a distant noise. "Whatever you wish, my brother, but we must be leaving. It seems that Elijah is here to ruin our fun."

Kol's upper lip twitched as he nodded, "Go fetch Nik – I'll meet you back at the house." The blonde nodded and ran off. "Hello sweetheart, what's your name?"

"Bonnie." She said with a shy smile, introducing herself for the second time today.

"I'm Kol. Do you like making new friends?" She nodded. "Good because I want to be your friend."

She giggled, "I love new friends!"

He smirked slightly, "Of course you do, darling, now since you're my best friend you have to do me a favor, okay?" She nodded once again. "We're gonna go on a little trip away from home."

Kol picked up the petite olive skinned girl and before she could response he ran at full vampire speed down the narrow path towards his home just as Elijah entered the mass of destruction.

June 1558

It was hot for the middle of the June. Especially in the servant tower of the Mikaelson mansion were Bonnie was located. Taking a loose piece of ribbon Bonnie braided her hair down her back before tying a bow at the bottom. "It's so hot," Bonnie mumbled closing her eyes momentarily as she took in a big huff of breath.

"You've got that right," Matt, a fellow male servant, said with a snort. He wore he tan slide on pants with his dirty cotton long sleeve shirt tied around his waist, exposing his well defined upper chest as he moved things around the small room . It was four to a room but Bonnie, Matt, and their other roommate Jeremy have been without a fellow servant for a month since the last one was killed by Princess Rebekah in one of her fits of anger.

"When do you think she'll arrive?" Jeremy asked as he whipped a green apple picked from the garden of on one of the spare cloths before taking a wide bite.

Bonnie shrugged slowly, "I don't know but I heard that there might me more than one."

"Why would you think that?" Matt grunted as he moved the spare cot around making walking space towards the 'cabinet' space where the three of them stored their very few belongings.

"Lord Elijah is not the only one without a servant. You're forgetting Prince Niklaus." Bonnie said as she pulled herself off from the bed with a grunt. She felt sweaty and gross and was in desperate need of a change of clothing.

Jeremy snorted, "That monster doesn't need a servant now that he has Lady Forbes to chase after."

Bonnie smacked Jeremy on his shoulder shaking her head violently. "Watch your tone, Jeremy."

He rolled his eyes before telling the brunette to calm down. Sometimes Bonnie felt so out of place in the Mikaelson mansion which was odd considering she lived here all her life. It was in her own way the only place she could call home. When she was ten Rebekah, Niklaus, and Kol went on a blood craving rampage and killed of her whole entire village minus herself and a few survivors. If it wasn't for Kol his sister would have eaten her for a snack.

Bonnie was a young girl when she was brought back here and she welcomed the new life style with the idea of becoming a princess. She was unaware that instead of being the one with the tiara she was instead the one serving to all their demanding wishes. When she was little she was really just there but once she got older the family got used the idea of using her more and more often. When she turned sixteen Kol requested her as his personal servant and she was forced to abide to his every wish.

As Bonnie got older she became more independent and less like the thankful girl she used to be. Now and then she'd much rather have been killed in the massacre than live the life she does now. When she was young Kol was like a big brother or best friend. He spent an increasing amount of time with her that drew worry to his cynical and rather diabolical parents. Bonnie had become used to the idea of Kol and her being equals and was quickly shown his real self when she walked in on one of his meals.

Their relationship went downhill from there and Bonnie began to be punished for her casual demeanor around the royal family and by her seventeenth birthday she learned her new place in the estate. She was to serve and nothing else. She was just another pawn in their game.

Matt snapped in Bonnie's face and brought her back to reality. "You zoned out there, Bon."

She smiled sheepishly. "Just a lot on my mind I guess."