The calming silence that fell over the town of Hertfordshire was disrupted twice that morning. Once, when the first rays of daylight began to glide across the land, and the latter, when the sun had taken its usual position up above, leaving no room for shadows to hide. The first carriage arrived abruptly in secrecy. Back routes were taken for further precautions to ensure that their appearance was not noted. All the while, the second carriage had gladly come into Hertfordshire without a care of who had noticed it's arrival.
"I suggest you talk to the lunatic, Bekah." Kol rolled his eyes as he slumped on to the couch that had only moments ago been covered with a white, dusty sheet.
"Why me? Is it not the eldest son's job to deal with these matters?" Bekah's voice rose an octave higher as her brows furrowed. "I don't see how he will listen to me anymore than he would you, Kol."
Elijah entered the room with his hands behind his back.
"Yes. I will be the one to talk to him. Because our brother, our family, is battling with inner demons that are affecting him rather intensely at the moment and clearly, he is in need of our aid. Yet the only thing are both of your minds are those of a more frivolous nature, despite our abrupt journey where we barely escaped with our lives." Elijah blinked at both his younger brother and sister before entering the room that Niklaus had been cooped up in for days.
"Why is everyone so emotional? I cannot be surrounded by this for much longer. Maybe I'll take a visit to our neighbors. Feed my hunger, perhaps." Kol stood up and smirked devilishly at his sister.
"Kol, do not be so careless this time. We only just escaped from Mikael. I think it best if we stay until Klaus is in his right mind."
"While we sit here waiting like little children to be doted on as Klaus tries to tie his wits together, mine may just end up unraveling. We all know Niklaus likes to stay confined to his small room with his portraits while he's gone completely insane, but once I go insane, I turn to a more grand, messy approach. At this touchy time for everyone, that may not be that smartest route. So," Kol took a deep breath and the dark veins around his eyes disappeared. "I am going to leave this forsaken house that I've been in for days, and I'm going to acquaint myself with the little human's of Hertfordshire. Maybe I'll snack on one or two." Kol patted his sister's head as he began to leave, but stopped in his tracks at the sound of a cough.
"I think that will be good for us." Klaus addressed the room. Both Kol and Rebekkah looked towards their older brother. "Kol has come across as quite charming to humans. He will present a good air to the Mikaelson name. Perhaps you should join, Bekah? Your beauty will leave the woman in awe as well with the fashion that adorns you. If we plan to stay here, we must make a name for ourselves." Klaus then turned around and retreated back to his room. Both the youngest siblings looked to Elijah with confusion.
"I have talked some sense into your brother. We both believe it would be wise. Go. Do not be foolish. No sampling. Fangs are to remain inside the mouth at all times or I will be more than willing to rip them out the next time you are to arrive back home." Elijah smiled towards his siblings before turning around and re-entering the room.
"Shall we, sister?" Kol placed his arm out for Rebekah to grab, which she obligingly did.
"We shall, brother." She laughed and they both walked towards the carriage.
"A pleasure, indeed, Mr. Bingley." Rebekah smiled softly at the gentleman in front of her.
"You have recently discovered this marvelous town as well?" Mr. Bingley inquired.
"Yes. We find it quite...charming." Kol made quick eye contact with Mr. Bingley before turning his gaze towards his sister. She quickly hid the small smile that formed on her lips as she rolled her eyes with irritation before opening her fan, finding interest in something in the distance. This was the usual reaction that Kol received from women of higher status while he was not dressed in his best attire. His looks were desireable, but their main importance was someone of wealth.
"We have just moved into Cambridgeshire." Rebekah added upon noticing the demeaning look from Miss Bingley. Rebekah's statement had quickly caught the attention of Bingley's sister with surprise.
"Is this true? We are neighbors then! We have just moved to Netherfield Park." Bingley spoke with raised eyebrows and a large smile.
"Cambridgeshire?" Miss Bingley had finally spoken her first word since their encounter.
"Indeed. We had looked at Netherfield Park upon our arrival, but we needed something much larger to accommodate us." Kol replied. He could practically see her claws growing. He loved toying with feisty woman who were obsessed with wealth.
"Is this because you have a large family, Mr. Mikaelson?" Her voice had become soft and her eyes gentle.
"Not particularly. Our parents have long passed, so it is only myself, Rebekah, and two eldest brothers. We have another eldest, but he has gone off on his own for some time."
"So what need have you for such a large estate?" She raised an eyebrow towards Kol.
"We love a good celebration, do we not, Bekah?"
"There is truth. If news reached back to our old friends that a Mikaleson ball was held without them, they would all be furious!" Rebekah smiled coyly towards both Mr. And Miss Bingley.
"You must have one soon! I can only imagine such a ball." Mr. Bingley added.
"Of course, Mr. Bingley, Miss Bingley." Kol nodded towards them, letting his eyes linger on the sister. This time she smiled and nodded back with a slight blush.