Hey Guys! I'm so so so sorry about how long i have taken in getting the next installment to you! Over a year and 3 months...even i am ashamed of myself. I had written a small bit of this chapter before going on this hiatus but i couldn't seem to get it past 400 words and even then i didn't really know how to continue with it and i seem to have lost my way and my motivation through serious writers block. The Other day however i got a certain burst of motivation and began a new story (A wishful wanderer) if you'd like to check it out, it's only got a filler prologue chapter just now but i plan to update it regularly. I didn't plan to continue this either but i felt i owe it to try and continue and once i read the chapters today i began to think of a good place to take the story so i promise to try and update more regularly if i even still have readers left. Once again i am VERY sorry but please enjoy this unexpected encounter.
Chapter 4 - I don't own the characters and some of the plot involved.
Pain was all I could feel, clouding my senses. It was almost like a terrible hangover, well, from what I can remember. Vampires don't normally experience these sorts of things. Suddenly I was engulfed with the cloud of memories from the day before causing me to open my eyes and sit up at lightning speed. As I took in my surroundings I realised I was in a large bedroom, most likely the master bedroom. I was laying on a four poster bed and my shoes were neatly positioned next to the bed with my cardigan covering the back of the rocking chair in the corner of the room.
How did I get here?I wondered. Who does this room belong to?
I began to go over the events of the day before in my mind. I suppose this could be Klaus' room, it is dark and mysterious with the dull burgundy paint and artwork positioned all over the room. It would be so typical of him to own such a room. It soon became apparent however, that I was missing a VERY crucial detail. What happened to me yesterday? Did I…faint? INFRONT of KLAUS FREAKING MIKAELSON? This could not be happening. I just don't understand what could have possibly happened to me, yes I was nervous but I wasn't thaaaaat nervous.
I suddenly stopped short in the middle of my musings. Something was off, I hadn't exactly noticed it before this very moment. It was far too quiet. No sound, nothing at all. No vampires, no voices, no heartbeats. Not even a gust of wind from outside the window. I became suspicious as I stood up and slowly crept over to the door hoping to find out the reason behind the unnatural stillness.
It took me a couple of minutes, arguing with myself to finally reach out for the doorknob. It's just an inanimate object Caroline, nothing to be afraid of! I tried to convince myself. However, my gut had never been wrong before. Just a couple more inches… I told myself so close to gripping the cold metal door handle when suddenly, it began to move on its own accord.
"What the hell"- I began to whisper when within a millisecond, the door thrust open and in walked a young petite girl wearing what appeared to be a maids outfit from Victorian times. The girl couldn't be more than 17 years old with dull brown hair scraped back in a bun. I also couldn't help but notice she had kind eyes, the trustworthy type. This didn't deter me from being suspicious however. Why was she here and why the hell was she dressed like a common old maid?
"Urm h-hello?" I stuttered, still utterly confused by the presence of the young female or her purpose towards me.
"Hello Miss Caroline" she pronounced in a clear British accent, curtseying as she did so. How did she know my name? I wondered.
"My name is Anna and I will be your maid throughout this visit."
My maid? This was a bit extreme was it not? Surely this couldn't be a Mikaelson endeavour? I know Klaus is old fashioned but even he has caught up with modern society and culture, especially in a place as far advanced as New Orleans. I suppose I better voice my concerns, the girl seems honest enough and I'm sure she could potentially provide some answers.
"Anna…urm….what's happening here? Aren't maids a bit outdated? No offense or anything" I quickly rambled. Oh god, this isn't a good start at all. She's going to think I'm some sort of deranged vampire. Which is only half right…and yes I mean the vampire part. Nothing makes sense. The girl took on a look of understanding which honestly made me feel a lot more concerned than it should have.
"It's quite alright miss, I suppose where you are from, they are slightly outdated but in my time they are socially acceptable. I know this may probably make you feel even more confused than you were, all will be explained in a short while. I have been sent here, to help you get changed into more period acceptable attire for a meeting you will be attending shortly".
Woah woah woah, wait a minute. Where I am from? I'm pretty sure Mystic Falls and NOLA are not that different so clearly there must be some sort of witchy voodoo going on here, which would explain the still prominent headache. Do they have painkillers in whatever "period" I'm in? Ugh, none of this makes sense, I just hope I find somebody I know soon because none of this makes sense. I guess we can definitely say I didn't "faint". This is much bigger than I ever could have expected. Only me, right?
My biggest concern? A secret meeting that holds all the answers. Just who will be hosting this meeting and why did they choose me for whatever it is. I really hope it's nothing too concerning, I did just leave Mystic Falls to get away from the drama. Maybe it's a dream? Yeah, that'll be it, all just a dream. Maybe I'm even being punk'd? Ashton Kutcher, where are you hiding?
"Miss Caroline?" I recoiled sharply from my daydream to be faced with a concerned Anna holding up a very beautiful gown expectedly. Is that for me? Is this really happening?
"Yes Anna?" I responded, my cheeks slightly reddening through the embarrassment of being caught in a daze.
"Are you alright Miss?" She asked again, probably trying to decipher if I was indeed, coping with this adjustment.
"Oh yes, yes, sorry it's all a bit much to take in all at once" I felt myself say, finally focusing on what was indefinitely happening.
"Ah yes well I understand Miss, It will make sense soon I promise" she exclaimed, thoroughly pleased with my response "Now if you don't mind, we have a tight schedule and I would really like to get you into this dress and to your host as soon as possible" her voice taking more of a serious edge at the end.
"Alright then" I ended because I wasn't really sure on what to say in these situations, since they are quite rare and all.
After about half an hour of being fussed over by Anna, I was soon dressed like a well earning lady. I have to admit, although it was a little uncomfortable to be dressed in such a way, it was quite fun. The dress was a deep navy blue with some light blue in a lace covered bodice which seemed to really bring out the colour in my eyes if I do say so myself.
"You look stunning m'lady" came a deep voice from the doorway. I turned around to see a young tall man with a smirk that resembled the Cheshire cat in the same cheeky and slightly intimidating way.
"Thank you?" I said back cautiously as I was unsure of this young man although he looked quite familiar, although I'm sure I've never met him.
"I apologise, where are my manners? I am Lord Finn at your service" he confidently confirmed, giving a semi-formal bow in an obvious attempt to break the tension. Not realising that he had done the exact opposite.
I froze, my eyes like glaciers. Finn. It is not a common name, not in Victorian times and not even in my own time. The pieces began to click together like watching someone complete a jigsaw in fast forward. I realised why he was so familiar. He held himself like a Mikaelson. This now made sense because he was one. Although I had never met Finn before now, I just knew it was the elusive brother who never liked the life that was thrust upon him and was much happier without it. However, something had allowed him to be here now which hopefully would also become clear soon.
"Have I upset you m'lady?" He enquired, raising his brow in an inquisitive manner.
"Oh no, no" I quickly recovered "you just remind me of someone I know" I gave a small smile to cover up my mistake.
"Ah well, I have been told I have one of those faces" he smoothly countered "Non-the-less, I have been sent to retrieve you in order to deliver you to someone very important who would like a word with you"
I picked up the bottom on my dress as to not trip over it and began walking over to him, to which he offered his arm like a true gentleman and I held onto him for good measure and to steady myself. I felt my heartbeat increase dramatically as we walked down long corridor after long corridor wondering just who was waiting for me. Apart from that, there was also the question of 'why' which hung heavily in the front of my mind.
It seemed like forever, with both the corridors and the awkward silence although the silence was not something I feel would have been any less awkward with conversation, until we finally reached a fancy pair of closed double doors.
Finn looked down at me expectantly "You are about to meet the Lady of the house so I expect you to curtsey and treat her with proper respect"
"Ok?" What an arrogant jerk.
He raised his fist and tapped on the door 3 times.
"Come in" called a strangely familiar voice.
Finn opened the doors like a man would when leading eligible ladies into a ballroom. He then stepped aside to show me a woman with her back to me chanting some words under her breath. I waited for about 30 second which with my nervous heartbeat, felt like half an hour until the woman slowly came to the end of her chanting.
Nothing, and I repeat nothing, could have prepared me for who I was faced with next.
"Hello Caroline" the woman greeted turning round to face me.
"Esther" I gasped, meeting the gaze of the Original Witch.
So there is is guys! I hope i haven't disappointed you with this turn! it will definitely make sense in the next chapter, i just didn't want to make this one too long so i decided that was a good place to end it. Please review and let me know what you think and i will get to the ball soon but i need to get the ball rolling as the ball will be very essential to the whole story. Until next time! :)
