AN: The prompt for this chapter is: Will you marry me? Also, surprise, I'm actually foreign royalty. The country the Mikaelsons have is fictional. Also I don't know where the hell this went. Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Dedicated to Caitlin.
She smiles at him, careful not to wake him as she gets out of bed and gets ready for the day. Sleeping Elijah is too rare for her to interrupt, he's always so busy that she's surprised he has time for sleep or her. But he carves out time for her, and sometimes for sleep. She lets the coffee start to brew as she grabs her purse. Elena carefully shuts the door and walks out of their apartment. Elijah will be awake in thirty minutes give or take, it's just enough time to get doughnuts from their favorite bakery down the street.
