"We must leave this kingdom soon, Niklaus. People are becoming suspicious. I can feel their apprehension as I walk through the market."
Niklaus waves Rebekah away. "No. And it doesn't matter what the peasants think. As long as we continue to feed upon the poor, the king will not heed the rumors."
"You are wrong brother! The royal court knows vampires are among them. That is why they drink vervain!"
"Yes, little sister, and who gave them the vervain? Our bloody father! We will not run! We will not abandon our quest! We will take this kingdom and turn its forces upon our father when he makes his way south. We have time. A traveler informed me that he is far north, near the frozen lands."
"You are a fool, brother. One of these days, you will lead us to our graves!"
"Then why do you stay, Rebekah?"
"Because my family is all I have."
Niklaus and Rebekah cease to dispute as Elijah stands. "You are right, sister. Niklaus will be the cause of our doom, but those days are not yet upon us." Niklaus smiles smugly. "And she is right about the kingdom. We should flee." Elijah adds to melt the smugness from his younger brother's face.
"No, the king will not suspect us as long we continue to donate to his wealth . This is the perfect place to cast our war."
Before Elijah could respond, Kol rushes in frantically.
The Originals remain silent and emotionless as Kol retells the odd event at the tavern. When he had finished, Rebekah retorts, "Vervain! You see, now the peasants are taking it. It is not only the royal court!"
Kol shakes his head, "No, the woman Emily was free of vervain. I compelled her. She called the girl sister, and if one sister is taking vervain, then the whole family is. It is something else."
"A witch", Niklaus answers with a hopeful smile etched upon his lips.
"I think so", Kol agrees.
"But witches have been persecuted here for generations; none would dare reside in this kingdom." Rebekah disputed.
Elijah had been leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, contemplation reflected in his handsome face. How like his siblings to jump to conclusions. "Enough! Tomorrow is the village harvest festival. Whoever this little plow maid is, she will attend. And we will be there."
Niklaus agreed by clasping his hand upon Elijah's forearm. "And a witch is just what we need to defeat our dear father."