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Klaus looked at Sarah, no Caroline, as she recalled what her true name was. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, but she didn't seem to notice. She was off in a daze, trying to recall the rest of her memory.

"Caroline," she repeated, sounding more sure of herself this time. She looked up at him and nodded her head once. "Yes, I remember now. My name is not Sarah."

Klaus laughed softly. "We all knew it wasn't Sarah." This was good news – if Caroline was starting to remember things like her name, maybe she'd be able to tell them soon how she had ended up washed up on the beach of his Kingdom. And then she could return back to wherever it was she came from.

But, why did Klaus' heart tug a little at the realization that she would not be staying here forever? He had only just met her this morning, this was silly. Hadn't he just decided with Tatia that relationships were not for him right now?

Not that he wanted to be in one with Caroline. But, there was something about her, this sense that he got that she needed to be saved from something, or someone. He didn't think she had ended up on the beach due to some accident. It felt more like she was running.

"Caroline," she repeated once more, testing the way it sounded on her tongue. It sounded about right. Her mind was going crazy trying to remember something else, anything else. But now even the memory she had just had was already faded and she didn't even know who that man was. She didn't feel like she was attached to anyone. She looked down at her hand and noticed that there was no ring, so she wasn't married.

Klaus' eyes followed hers to her hands. "There wasn't anything on them when we found you," he said, knowing that she was searching for a ring, for some indication of her life.

Caroline nodded and took a deep breath. "I think I'd like to lie down, if that is alright with your highness."

Klaus nodded. He wasn't going to keep her here with him if she didn't want to be. Although, he did enjoy the little time they had had together so far. "Did you want your food, as well?"

She shook her head. She wasn't hungry anymore. Well, her mind was hungry – hungry for the answers she was so desperately seeking. It was more than infuriating to walk around with a void, like there was something scratching there on the surface but it was just out of reach.

Klaus held his arm out for her and she latched her arm through it and they walked back into the Castle.

"I've had the room next to my sister's prepared for you," he said after some silence. He wished that there was more he could do to help her, but for now his hospitality would have to be enough.

"Thank you," she said, smiling at him. "Where is your room?" She knew the question must sound suggestive, but she was generally curious.

"On the third floor," he replied, stopping in front of a door. She did not even recognize where they were – she was really going to have to pay attention to this place so she didn't get lost. It was bad enough she was lost in her own mind, she didn't need to be physically lost, too.

Klaus pointed to a set of stairs in the far corner. "Those stairs lead to the other floors. If you need anything from me, do not hesitate to find me. My room is the first door on the right from the stairs, once you reach the third floor."

"Thank you," she said again. She leaned in and pecked his cheek softly. "Your generosity and patience are very much appreciated."

He nodded and turned to walk away. He knew that something odd was going on inside of him. He had only just met this girl today and he was already developing some sort of feelings.

This was not good.

This was not good at all.

"Kol, get out of my room," Klaus said as his younger brother walked in without waiting to be invited in.

"No," he replied and went to go sit on the end of Klaus' bed. Klaus was at his drawing table sketching. It was late and he was not in the mood to be bothered by his pestering brother.

"Is there something you need?"

"Yes. I wanted to know how you would feel if I asked Caroline to accompany me out tomorrow."

Klaus's hand froze in midair, the pastel piece shaking a little in his hand. He turned around and looked at his brother, glaring. "What's this about, Kol?"

Kol grinned, glad to have his brother's undivided attention. "Whatever do you mean, Nik?"

"Cut the bullshit, Kol. No, no you cannot take Caroline out into the – wait, how do you know her name is Caroline?" Klaus hadn't told anyone about her little revelation in the gardens. He'd gone straight to his room and hadn't left.

"I went to see her."

Klaus was up and out of his chair, grabbing his brother by the front of his shirt. "Leave her alone, Kol. I mean it."

"Easy, Nik. Don't get so uptight. She and I just had a nice little chat. She's very beautiful."

"I know she's beautiful," Klaus grouched, releasing his brother's shirt. Kol could have any girl in the land, and Klaus knew he was only fixating on Caroline to get under Klaus' skin.

"I was just thinking I could show her around. You're so boring and she deserves a little fun after what she's been through."

"How do you know what she's been through? I'm the one who found her, I'm the one who should be taking her out for fun."

Kol grinned. "There. Now that wasn't so hard to admit, now was it?"

Klaus opened his mouth to say something and then rolled his eyes. "Is that what this all was? Some trick to get me to admit that I want to spend time with her?"

Kol shrugged, although Klaus knew the answer to his question was yes. "I saw the way you were looking at her at dinner. I haven't seen you look at a woman like before. Not even with Tatia."

Klaus narrowed his gaze at his brother. "Kol, did I ever tell you one of the main reasons as to why Tatia and I did not work out?"

Kol shook his head. "Wasn't it because you didn't love her?"

Klaus smirked. "Yes, that. And also because I had been out late one night during our little engagement and when I came back into the Castle, I saw Tatia leave your room. I made sure she didn't see me, and I watched as she snuck away like a guilty little snake."

Kol's eyes widened. He swallowed and stood up, backing towards the door. "It was just a one time thing, Nik."

"No it wasn't."

"Okay, no it wasn't. I was going to tell you, but then she left and so I didn't see the harm. You know, what you don't know won't hurt you?"

Klaus laughed. "I cared at the time, but I don't now. Cause you're right, I didn't love her." He walked closer to Kol until Kol's back thumped against the door. "But, if I ever catch you doing that again, I will stick a dagger through your chest. Understand?"

Kol took a deep breath and nodded. "I understand, Nik. I'm sorry."

Klaus backed away. "I believe you. But, you can have any woman you want. Leave Caroline be."

"I will," his little brother agreed. "Well, goodnight." He opened the door quickly and was gone. Klaus had to laugh. He hadn't even cared one bit about the Tatia thing, but it was always nice to turn the tables on cocky Kol.

Caroline couldn't sleep. There was too much running through her mind right. So many unanswered questions that needed answers, now. But, they weren't coming now and it was driving her crazy.

She sat up in bed and looked out her window. The moon was almost full so there would be enough light for a walk. She got up and got dressed, tiptoeing out of the castle. She didn't want to disturb anyone, she already felt enough like a bother.

She walked along the beach, the smell of the salt water making her smile. Maybe she liked salt water? She didn't know. It seemed to please her now, so it was a possibility.

She took off her shoes and held them in her hand, her toes squishing in the sand. What was she going to do? How long could she stay here? The generosity of the Prince and his family was only going to last for so long.

And he had a weird brother. Kol coming to see her earlier that night had given her a weird feeling. He was overbearing sometimes and his flirting made her uncomfortable.

But, if it had been Klaus…

She shook her head. It was pointless to think of him in that way. Because she was positive that once she regained her memories she would have to go back to her old life – her life that didn't involve Klaus.

"Hey!" she heard a voice call to her. She froze. Was she not allowed to be out here? She turned around slowly and saw a man approaching her. He had dark hair and was tall and lean.

"Yes?" she asked, trying not to look too nervous or show any fear. "I am a guest of the royal family. Am I not allowed to be here?"

The man reached her and smiled at her. He was wearing the same clothing as some of the guards she'd seen in the Castle.

"Oh, I didn't realize…hey, you're the woman Klaus found on the beach," the man said.

Caroline nodded and hugged her arms over her chest. Suddenly she was cold and just wanted to get back into her room.

"Don't be frightened, I'm one of the King's guards. My name is Damon."

She smiled and relaxed a little. "Caroline. Am I really not supposed to be here?"

Damon shrugged. "I don't know. I just thought it was odd that a woman was out here this late. I thought you were Rebekah at first and left you alone."

"Oh," she replied and shrugged, too. "Sorry. I couldn't sleep."

"I heard you don't have any idea of who you are or where you came from. That's horrible, I'm sorry."

Caroline nodded. "Yeah, it is. But hopefully I can remember soon and be on my way. I feel like I'm taking up valuable time from Klaus."

Damon laughed. "Believe me Klaus needs someone like you to spice up his boring life."

Caroline smiled. Was she spicing up his life already? They'd only just met.

"How's Stefan?" Damon asked, changing the subject.

"Stefan? I suppose he's fine, why do you ask? Is he your brother?"

Damon shook his head. "I have no family. That's why I work so well as a guard, nothing holding me back. Stef and I just used to be good friends is all."

Caroline nodded. She didn't really need to know what had happened between them, it wasn't really her business. "I think, Damon, I'm going to return back to my room. It was nice to meet you."

Damon smiled and nodded, watching her as she walked away.

Caroline walked back to the Castle, looking back once at Damon. He seemed a little sad, and she wondered if her own sadness was mirrored on her face like his.

She only got lost once, but finally found her room, and drifted off into a restless sleep filled with visions of lilies and the ocean.