Over the last eight months, Cami's mettle had been tested daily and she'd certainly learned from her experiences. Cami was a winner. Which is what she had to tell herself as she glanced up at her opponent seated across from her. Cami refocused on the chess board in front of her. It was taking too long, she couldn't figure out the right counter maneuver. Her toes nervously tapped the floor. She kicked off her heels at the beginning of the match. Cami's stomach grumbled. It was all a distraction, she needed to make a decisive move.

"Will you move a piece during this century?"

Cami ignored her husband and kept her eyes on the board. She already knew he wore smug expression, probably slouching as he swirled his drink in his hand. She reached for the board, hovering over a piece. Klaus sucked his teeth. Cami refused to give him the satisfaction of getting into her head. She already second guessed herself.

Klaus gulped his wine before using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. "You have been rescued."

Cami looked up in time to see Hayley and Elijah appear. She tossed a triumphant grin Klaus' way and gathered their things.

"Apologies for taking so long." Hayley crossed her arms and glared at Elijah.

The royal couple's tardiness was expected. Cami was used to it. Elijah took no less than two hours to get ready, which is why Cami and Klaus started their game of chess when they arrived forty-five minutes ago.

"It's perfect timing, actually." Cami grinned at Elijah. "I am in your debt, my lord."

Klaus, smoothly moving over to her side and bringing her close whispered, "And you are in mine."

"I did not lose."

"You would have." Klaus snaked his arm around Cami's waist and kissed her cheek. Cami looked down, refusing to meet his eyes.

Elijah and Hayley headed towards the door. "There will be plenty of time for kisses on the carriage ride."

"Fortunately the opera won't start until we've arrived." Hayley quipped.

Yes, that was one of the perks of power, Cami mused. Who would dare start the show knowing two High Lords and their wives would be in attendance? Even if they were twenty minutes late.

Another perk was the excellent seats. Each couple got their box, although Cami argued the point of going together as a double date if they wouldn't experience the opera together.

"Trust me, love," Klaus said as they were seated, "You do not want to be in the same booth as them this time."

It didn't take long for Cami to understand why. She heard moans coming from the other side of the wall. The louder they got, the redder Cami's face became. Klaus stifled a chuckle, making her turn to her left to face him. Cami opened her mouth to speak but Klaus put his finger to his lips. Cami wanted to question why she had to be quiet while Elijah and Hayley did not but instead signed. "How can you hear that?"

Klaus shrugged. "I ignore it."

Cami had to admit she was happy Klaus learned how to sign. Not that it took him half as long as it took her. It was a shock when Klaus first showed her. He never attended Victor's classes which meant he lurked in the shadows. Cami realized it was habitual behavior for Klaus. Make a big fuss over something only to quietly accept it, and in this case, learn it.

Klaus' eyes gleamed as he addressed her now. "Unless you want to give those two a run for their money I suggest you do the same."

Even while her senses leaped at the statement Cami chuckled nervously at it's outrageousness. Come together...in public? At an opera? Where anyone with supernatural senses could hear or see? But that was what made it exciting. Elijah and Hayley certainly didn't care. Cami could see the appeal as her imagination ran wild, how good it would feel to have your body crescendo along with the opera? Experience the highs and lows simultaneously? Hayley's hoarse cry of pleasure alone piqued Cami's curiousity. Cami crossed her legs to quiet the storm building between them.

Klaus smiled at the movement and leaned closer. "I meant what I said, I do believe we could do better than them, given the opportunity."

"You'll have to take that opportunity with someone else." As I'm sure you have before.

It was like that between them now. Klaus would offer suggestions and Cami would politely but firmly shoot them down. Klaus took it in stride, he wasn't pushy, he didn't pout but let Cami know he was attuned to her body. Now, Klaus merely refocused on the play before him, explaining things to Cami whenever she needed.

Cami wasn't all that lost on the opera, however, she was lost in her feelings for Klaus. The anger she felt towards him was no longer screaming and passionate, now it was more quiet. Cami was angry, but she no longer wanted to strangle him when she thought of Klaus and his mistresses.

During intermission Cami and Hayley went outside to the ladies room to relieve themselves. When they were done, Cami washed her hands and watched Hayley try to fix her hair. "How does my make up look?" She asked.

Cami gave her a pointed look. "Smudged." Hayley simply laughed while Cami shook her head.

"Apologies if we disturbed you. I'll try to keep my voice down."

"No you won't." Cami teased, hitting her with the towel. "I only wonder the point of Elijah taking such meticulous care in his attire if you were going to undress him the moment you sat down?"

Hayley raised an eyebrow. "Who said I undressed him? His pants were down but-"

"I don't need a description."

"Besides, you know Elijah doesn't like his clothes ruined." Hayley's grin was full of lust. "That's part of the fun. You know of what I speak." Hayley nudged her as they walked. "I've seen the way you and Klaus look at each other. You must have some stories." When she looked over and saw the look of panic on her friend's face, Hayley's eyes narrowed. "No...you still haven't fucked him?!"

"Shh!"

Hayley put a hand over her mouth but her body shook with laughter. Cami glared at her until she finally calmed down. "Not even after the candlelight dinner and that romantic speech?"

"It wasn't candlelight, and that speech was hardly romantic." Cami muttered.

Hayley shrugged. "Romantic by Klaus' standards." Cami rolled her eyes and Hayley looped her arm in hers. "It doesn't have to mean anything. You could just use him like he used you."

"Klaus is the first and only man I've been with. Any time I'm intimate with him will be inherently complicated and we just uncomplicated our relationship."

Hayley lowered her voice. "You could find someone else."

Cami's thoughts turned toward Lucien. "I know, but I'm not sure I could go through with it, even if I found a way to not get caught."

"True." Hayley was silent before looking at Cami with a gleam in her eye.

Cami was immediately apprehensive. "What?"

"One question."

"One more you mean?" Cami joked.

"Have you seriously considered it?"

Cami pursed her lips but nodded.

"Then why not?"

"Besides the reason I just gave?" They stopped walking. Cami wouldn't meet Hayley's eyes. "Because...when I think about it, I imagine Klaus and Aurora yet again and I can't unsee it. I feel humiliated all over again and-" Cami shook herself.

Hayley put a hand on her shoulder. "I understand. If it makes you feel better, Klaus is being tortured. He must be going mad with desire."

Cami wrapped her arms around her body. Klaus wasn't the only one. "If Klaus seeks release he can find it with Aurora or whomever catches his fancy."

"Ah, but you," Hayley bumped her, "have caught his fancy."

"And?" Cami said stubbornly.

"Aaaannddd, this is what husbands and wives normally help each other with."

Hayley's lighthearted tone annoyed Cami. Their marriages while born of the same circumstances yielded different results. She didn't bother keeping the bitterness out of her voice. "Well, Hayley, we can't all be like you and Elijah and fuck each other upside down hanging from the ceiling."

"You know I never thought of that before!" Hayley exclaimed, "We may have to try that next." She laughed while Cami groaned as they reentered the opera house.

It was a beautiful sunny morning. It was a beautiful sight. Cami admired the view from the wooden plane she stood stomped her foot on the solid wood. A plain surface with no railing. Thanks to Thierry's training she had long stopped fearing what would happen if she fell from this height.

"You know one of these days you should finish building this into a proper treehouse."

"It was never meant to be a treehouse." Klaus yelled from below.

Cami heard Klaus and Narice's movements below as they shuffled around, carrying Klaus' art supplies. When Klaus told her he wanted to go to the river, Cami tagged along. She assumed he wanted to paint the scenery. Cami had brought along a book to read after she got bored walking through the trees. First, she couldn't deny herself the opportunity to take in the view. She wore a simple day dress so instead of climbing up, Narice carried her. When she'd gotten her fill, Cami walked to the edge to check on Klaus. Narice had gone and Klaus' back was turned to her.

"I'm ready to come down."

Klaus turned, and the sun rays caught his hair, making it bright like a halo. Cami snorted at the imagery. As if Klaus could ever be angelic.

"What is it you find so amusing, Camille?" Unlike a human, Klaus didn't squint his eyes even when sunlight hit them.

Instead of answering, Cami jumped. Seconds later she was in Klaus' arms. He put her down. No suggestive glances, no lingering touch. Klaus had been nothing but a gentleman of late. He never flirted, he never even hinted at anything sexual. The last time he did was at the opera. For someone who claimed a strong attraction Klaus now treated her in the same manner as Sean. It was off putting.

Cami grabbed her book."What are you going to paint?"

"I'm not." Klaus sat on a nearby stump. "I am going to sketch."

Cami noticed the small boxes of pencils in every color and charcoal. No paint was in sight. She lifted her eyebrows. "Ah."

"I get engrossed in my work, Camille." Klaus sat his sketchbook on his lap and flipped through it. "I could spend a good part of the day out here, and unlike you I do not have to eat often. If you get tired or bored feel free to return to the manor."

"Don't worry about me. I'll be engrossed in my book." Sean used the same tone when he wanted Cami to leave him alone while he stood awkwardly but Klaus was already focused on his art. Maybe Klaus wanted to be alone, he didn't ask for her company, Cami volunteered herself.

Well, she was here now. Cami sat a little ways off in a nice spot in the grass and leaned against a tree. True to her word, Cami was absorbed into the world of her book. Cami had in fact, brought snacks in anticipation of her hunger. Hours passed and after her snacks ran out, Cami finally looked up. She used her hand to shield her face from the sun. The temperature had progressively risen, evidence that it was now midday, or close to it.. Cami looked over at Klaus, who showed no signs of being affected by the heat. The heat, coupled with Cami's hunger and her sore lower half, made Cami long for indoors.

She grabbed her things and quietly disappeared into the greenery. Cami opted to take the longer, though shadier, route back to the manor. She didn't pass by Klaus, whose nose remained in his sketchbook. He didn't acknowledge Cami's departure at all. Cami told herself she wasn't disappointed.

Mid-afternoon Cami heard a knock on her door. She was almost done changing into her riding gear.

"Enter." Cami tugged her gloves on while Grace opened the door.

Grace curtseyed to Klaus before leaving. Cami pretended she was preoccupied with her gloves as she walked around her sitting room.

Klaus tapped his sketchbook against his thigh. "You left me."

"Hours ago." Cami hoped she kept the annoyance out of her tone but Klaus' raised eyebrow told her otherwise. "I was just going to take Lyanna for a ride." Cami said, before he could comment.

Klaus nodded his head. "Good."

Cami drew in a breath, not knowing why she was annoyed to begin with. All Klaus was doing was standing in her chambers. But it wasn't normal. There was no arrogant air about him, no charged energy, no twinkle in his eye. Klaus was too calm, too passive. It was totally unlike him. Cami had gotten used to his humor, his teasing. Was this yet another version of himself Cami would have to learn?

Klaus looked down. Cami saw he was smiling to himself as if he knew a secret. He was still smiling when he looked at her again. Klaus flipped through his sketchbook and tore a page out. "This is what I sketched today. I want you to have it." Klaus turned the image over so that it was hidden and put it on the small table before leaving.

Cami watched him go before walking over and picking up the paper. Her mouth fell open. Klaus sketched her as she was hours ago. Legs stretched before her, looking down into her book. Cami wore an easy smile and her eyes shone with contentment. Only one half of her face was drawn because Klaus' point of view was from the side. It was beautiful. The colors popped against the page. In the bottom right corner was Klaus' signature.

He wanted me there after all. Cami smiled as she admired Klaus' artwork.

"My lady."

Cami jumped at Patricia's sudden appearance. She quickly hid the drawing behind her back. "Patricia what have I told you about doing that, you startled me!" Cami snapped, not knowing why her voice sounded so high and...unnerved. Like she was caught doing something she wasn't supposed to.

"Forgive me my lady, I thought I announced my arrival." Patricia looked puzzled at Cami's sharp tone. "I came to tell you Lyanna is ready."

"Good, thank you, I'll-I'll be right down."

Patricia nodded then disappeared. Cami looked at the drawing once more and swallowed, unnerved by the warm bubbly sentiment it evoked. She went into her bedroom and put it in the drawer she kept her letters and other precious objects. Among those letters where ones secretly sent from Lucien. Cami frowned, knowing it was wrong for Lucien's letters and Klaus' drawing to be in the same place.

Klaus and Cami lay by the pond. The same pond they had their argument nearly a month ago. They watched as Theo and Lyanna ran freely. Klaus threw a pebble and made it skip across the pond. He was content to watch Cami mindlessly pluck grass but wasn't in the mood for silence. "Tell me a story about you."

"What kind of story?" Cami said absently.

"A naughty one." Cami skewered him with a look, making Klaus chuckle. "C'mon, indulge me."

Cami sat up. "Fine, but only if I get a story in return."

Klaus smiled. "From the look on your face I'd wager you already know what story you want to hear."

Cami held up her hands. "This was your idea, I'm just hopping on board."

Klaus raised his chin. "Go on then."

Cami sighed, tapping her fingers against her chin. "There are so many to choose from."

"I'm sure." Klaus joked.

Cami lay back again and looked up at the sky. She was silent for so long Klaus wondered if she'd forgotten. "I began my education from the age of five. Sean and I were privately tutored until I was sent off to Winifred Batiste's finishing school. We were taught to be proper girls, and what was expected of women of good breeding." She paused.

"But," Klaus prompted.

"But, we had our secrets. We snuck out sometimes, just to free ourselves from expectations. One night while we were at this tavern, my roommate Melissa met this young man."

Klaus rolled over on his stomach. "Let me guess, he was the complete opposite of whom you were trained to attract?"

"Of course he was. Which made him all the more desirable." Cami sighed as if she dug up a sweet memory. Klaus stopped himself from asking if she had a boy she fancied back then. "Melissa became involved with him. She thought she was in love. Back then I thought it was so romantic, a passionate forbidden love, a torrid affair." Cami laughed bitterly.

Klaus reached out tentatively but drew back. He regretted asking for a naughty story. Klaus didn't imagine Cami dredging up bad memories. But he didn't want to stop her. Although Klaus could guess how it ended, he had to know how his wife was connected.

"He hurt her." Cami's voice was hollow. "He was smart. Never the face, or her hands, no where visible. But Melissa and I shared a room. We undressed in front of each other so many times and when I saw-" Cami's voice broke and Klaus did draw her close then. She didn't protest, but turned so that her back was against his chest. Klaus put one arm around her waist, holding her against him while his other hand ran through her hair.

"I was furious." Cami murmured into the grass. "Melissa did not want to inform our teachers, she thought she would get in trouble. A woman's reputation is everything, Melissa would be disgraced, ruined. So she said nothing. She swore she would never see him again and wanted to move on." Klaus heard Cami swallow. "But I could not. I could not let him get away with it." There was a hard edge to Cami's voice. One Klaus had heard it before when Cami threatened him. Being on the receiving end of her anger was no small thing. "I confronted him at the tavern. He laughed and bragged about what he did. So I took a beer bottle to the back of his head and, well, he was not laughing for long. I could not stop hitting him, they had to pry me off of him. They said I almost killed him."

Klaus smiled with pride. He could imagine an angry Camille sneaking out at night to mete out justice on behalf of her friend. She probably had flecks of blood sprayed on her as she hit him. Klaus looked down at his wife. He never would have guessed Camille was an almost-murderer. Klaus remembered how she attacked Aurora and the way Cami hated him. Maybe it was not so hard to believe after all. It just took extremities to push Camille to that place.

Cami drew in a shaky breath. "I was detained by the Marshall. My parents had to pay a lot of money to get the charges dropped. I was expelled for the remainder of the year but thanks to my family's long time contributions to the school, and my mother's begging I was able to return the following year. My parents made it go away. When I went home my mother was enraged. I told her what happened but she did not care. She had been mad at me before but that night, she took a cane to me. She swung like a madwoman, I have never seen her lose her composure like that. I could not sit for days."

Klaus felt his temper flare. He envisioned himself whipping the flesh off Cami's mother's back.

"Well, that is my naughty story." Cami sat up but did not face Klaus.

"Why did you tell me that particular story?"

Cami took in a deep breath. "I do not know. I suppose, I wanted you to know that part of me. I notice how you look at me sometimes, as if I am some angel but I'm far from it. I almost killed a man, I would have, if no one was there to stop me."

"You did it out of love for your friend." Klaus countered. When Cami did not respond, everything clicked into place. "You are not sorry you did it."

"No."

The word hung in the air. Cami's body remained tense. Klaus realized Camille thought he would judge her. Him, of all people. He almost laughed but it hit him. Camille just shared her darkest secret. She was being open, and vulnerable. This held more weight than sharing his bed. It showed a level of trust. Not only that but if Camille was worried about what he would think, that meant she had to care about him on some level.

He raised himself up behind her. "The man you assaulted..." Cami stiffened. Klaus adopted a serious tone. "I can send Narice to kill him."

"What? No," Cami whirled around in alarm to find him smiling. "Is that a joke?"

"It does not have to be." Klaus saw the tension leave Cami's body before she laughed. He joined in but for different reasons. Camille was relieved that he did not shun her, and Klaus was happy because whether Camille realized it or not, she let Klaus in. Even if it was only a little bit.

She looked at him now. "Do not kill anyone for me, please."

"Whatever you want."

Marcel visited Klaus the next day. Thierry was with Klaus to greet him.

"Twice in two months." Klaus said. "I am starting to worry."

"Do not." Marcel clapped Klaus on the back as he entered. "I have decided to build a second home here. "

Klaus raised his eyebrows."Tired of lodging at the castle and my humble abode? I am offended."

They sat in an empty office. Marcel sat comfortably on a sofa as if he owned it and Klaus and Thierry sat in chairs. "I came to deliver the plans to Thierry. I want him to oversee the project." Marcel said.

Klaus glanced from Marcel to Thierry. "You knew of this?"

"No." Marcel said, answering for him. "But I want someone I trust and Diego's managing things down in New Orleans."

"I can split my time." Thierry said.

"No." Klaus said. "I think it's time you left my service, Thierry. You've already stayed a decade more than I required."

Thierry said nothing, waiting for the punch line. Even Marcel was surprised. His black eyes blinked. "A jest?"

"A gesture of good will." Klaus countered. "They have served me well, and given me loyalty. They can return to you if they wish."

Thierry smiled then frowned. "I-"

"Relax, lover boy." Marcel said. "My new home is closer to Baronne."

"He means closer to Katie." Klaus decoded. "You still seem hesitant." he observed.

"I would prefer to stay here, for the time being." Thierry shot a furtive glance at the floor.

"Thierry, I had no idea you had affection for anyone her-", Klaus' cheery attitude faded. "Camille."

Thierry's bright blue eyes met Klaus. "I have come to think of her as a close friend."

"I wonder that you should think of her at all." Klaus snapped.

Marcel looked at Klaus, surprised by the venom in his tone. Thierry held his ground. "I enjoy working for your wife." Klaus' eyes narrowed. "Lady Camille has shown me kindness. She has given me time to myself, more time with Katie, she even let her stay the night some times."

"Camille let a witch into my home?" Klaus wished he were surprised.

"Cami kept eyes on Katie. who did nothing wrong while she was here. Do you know why? Because although she hates you, she is fond of Cami and would not do anything that could hurt her."

Klaus clenched his jaw. "You still believe Cami needs to be protecting from me."

Marcel looked back and forth between his sire and his progeny. "Gentlemen-"

"I will go work for Marcel." Thierry said. "But I will still be here for Cami in case she ever needs me."

Klaus raised his hand to Thierry but stopped when he noted the quiet determination in Thierry's eyes. Klaus saw something else reflected there: love. Not the romantic kind, but another. Klaus saw the same look on Cami's twin's face when he was willing to do anything to protect her. Klaus bit the inside of his cheek and looked down. He knew Thierry cared for Camille, he always had. "She'll miss your daily presence."

"Not as much as she would have a few months ago." Thierry stated.

They looked at each other, a silent agreement reached between them.

...

After they left Thierry, Klaus asked Marcel where he was staying for the night.

"With your sister." Marcel grinned. "But before I leave, I would like to walk in your new strawberry grove."

Klaus shrugged and they sped over. "Hardly anything to brag about. " Klaus said.

"It will be beautiful when these trees are full grown." Marcel placed his hand against a thin trunk before giving Klaus a mischievous look.

"What?" Klaus' tone was short. He was not in the mood for Marcel's games.

"You have never taken an interest in strawberries before."

"The grove is for Camille." Klaus said flatly. "Twas a gift, nothing odd about that."

Marcel shrugged, "I never said it was. What is odd is how you almost separated Thierry's head from his shoulders when he said he cared about your wife."

Klaus began walking away. "What do you want me to say, Marcel? Men are protective of their wives."

"Are you really going to pretend the last time I was here you acted as if she were a pest? That is, until Lucien cozied up to her at Elijah's feast. Then there was that dance..."

"Is there a point?" Klaus snapped.

Marcel sped in front of Klaus. "You know, back then, I knew you wanted to fuck her. I only guessed that you had real feelings for her, but now I see I was right about that too."

"It is a grove meant to appease her." Klaus countered.

"Hmm, I know you have not visited Aurora, Eliza, Genevieve, or any of your lovers."

"Honestly Marcel," Klaus muttered. "This obsession with me must stop."

"Does Cami know you care about her?"

"She knows I want her."

Marcel shook his head. "That is not the same thing and you know it. Lust is one thing but love is another."

Klaus stopped.

"Is it love?"

Klaus ignored the question. He had no intention of telling Marcel what was in his heart, his arrogant friend already correctly guessed too much. "The grove should be done by the end of the week." Klaus informed. "I just have to wait for-" Klaus stopped when he saw Thierry a little ways off. Klaus recognized the determination in his gait and knew exactly where he was going.

Klaus followed Thierry at a distance. When Klaus saw Thierry's destination was the garden, he sped up to a room overlooking it.

"What are we doing here?" Marcel asked.

Klaus, not at all shocked that Marcel followed, opted to ignore him. Down below, Thierry made his way towards Camille, who sat on a bench sewing. Klaus felt jealousy boil on the inside when she greeted him with a smile. Thierry sat on a bench next to hers and leaned forward, taking off his signature beret.

Camille, noticing Thierry's serious demeanor, paused her work. "I can count the number of times I've seen you not wearing your beret on less than five fingers." Camille said. "Is everything okay, Thierry?"

Next to Klaus, Marcel looked from his sire to the conversation down below. "I see..." Marcel chuckled. "So it is like that."

Again, he was ignored.

"I should not be surprised." Marcel mused, crossing his arms, "Considering your earlier dramatics. This is just proving me right, you know."

Marcel's chatter was distracting Klaus from Thierry and Camille's conversation. Never taking his eyes off the pair below, Klaus told his progeny to shut up.

Thierry took Camille's hands in his. "You aren't too upset?"

"No." Cami smiled. "I am glad you're finally free to go. I just can't imagine you not being here."

Thierry laughed. "Neither can I, oddly enough." he adopted a serious tone. "I do expect you to keep up your training."

"I'm afraid I plan to become an utterly lazy creature." Cami informed.

"No you won't." Thierry easily replied. "You have too much curiosity. I have never seen a curious person that was lazy."

Cami smiled. She would miss Thierry's candor, and those bright blue eyes."I am happy for you, Thierry. Even if I feel like I'm losing a brother." Camille's expression was wistful . "Now you'll be able to spend more time with Katie."

"I'm going to ask her to marry me." Thierry confessed, his face turning bright red.

Camille gasped but then squealed in excitement, reminding Klaus of Rebekah. "That is wonderful!" She threw her arms around Thierry's slim frame. "I expect a wedding invitation as soon as she says yes."

"You turn any greener and I'll have to put you by one of those statues." Marcel commented.

"Say another word and I'll snap your neck." Klaus swore.

Marcel's eyebrows raised but he said nothing.

"You have been a good friend to me, Thierry." Camille said. "Especially when I first arrived."

"I know you don't believe it, but you've grown so much Cami." Thierry put a hand on her shoulder. "It's been an honor serving you. Your arrival made life very interesting around here." Thierry laughed. "This has been the best time I've served."

Cami blushed. "I'm flattered. I know you should go while Klaus is in a generous mood." she quipped.

"Speaking of Klaus," Thierry said. Klaus leaned closer on the glass. "I would not leave if I did not think you couldn't do without me. A month ago I would not have, however, now that I see you and Klaus..."

"What about us?" Camille blurted, voicing Klaus' immediate thoughts. Realizing her outburst, Camille cleared her throat and started again, "I mean to say, we are better." She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

Thierry gave her a knowing smile. "Precisely." He kissed Cami's hands. "My lady, if you ever need me-"

Camille nodded. She stood after Thierry left, and paced the small space she was in. Klaus recognized the pensive look on her face. Was she thinking of Thierry's comment about them like he was? Klaus would give a hundred cold coins to know her thoughts.

Marcel's low whistle broke Klaus out of his reverie. "I never thought I'd see the day."

Klaus blinked. He had forgotten Marcel was with him.

"Do not try to act ignorant, you know what I'm referring to." Marcel looked from Cami to Klaus suggestively.

Before he could say another word Klaus snapped his neck with one hand. Klaus stood over Marcel's limp body. "Unfortunately, I do."

Thierry left at the end of the week. Some servants, Cami, and Klaus, stood in front of the manor, watching Thierry load his things onto his horse. His goodbyes were bittersweet. He even said goodbye to Harry. Cami gave him a fierce hug. Klaus stood beside her and Thierry ignored the glare received.

"Now now, none of that." Thierry instructed, seeing Cami's eyes water. She wiped them away with her thumb. "Remember what I said."

Cami nodded, not trusting herself to speak. if she ever needed anything she was to call on him. At last it was Klaus' turn. Both vampires faced each other with squared shoulders, locked jaws, and unwavering eyes. Klaus savored the tension a few more seconds before raising his hand to Thierry, who shook it. Nothing else needed to be said. After he departed, Cami remained there on the road, even after the servants returned to work.

"I miss him already." Cami complained later in her sitting room. Grace painted her toenails.

"I won't pretend I liked Thierry." James said from his seat on the sofa. "But I am sorry you miss him. Have you already picked his replacement?"

"Lance." Cami answered. She had told Thierry of her decision and he approved. Although Lance and Cami butted heads initially, he had proven himself. Cami awarded him his daylight ring months ago and he had been more dutiful ever since.

James laughed. "If he ever steps out of line it gives me the perfect reason to kill him."

Cami narrowed her eyes. "And deprive me of another companion? You will do no such thing. It's enough you, Narice, and Patricia are never around."

"Apologies, my lady."

"Don't." Cami instructed. "I am glad everyone is enjoying their new liberties. I was simply used to everyone being with me and now that's changed. You all go off on your little adventures."

"Would you like to come with me next time I leave?"

Cami snorted. "Yes of course, Klaus would let that happen." Sage burned in the room, ensuring their conversation wouldn't be overheard. Thus, Cami's free speech.

"He could." James shrugged. "He lets you travel to Baronne alone with me."

"And Narice, and Patricia." Cami reminded him. "As my guards, not as a travelling companion. That's different circumstances. You know about Klaus' paranoia better than I." Cami wiggled her free toes. "You should have seen the look he gave Thierry and I when I hugged him goodbye."

James raised an eyebrow. "Jealous?"

"I don't think it was jealousy." Cami said. "I think it was possessive. I am his wife, you know how he is." She waved it away.

"I know jealousy and possessiveness go hand in hand." James stretched out on the sofa, reminding Cami of her cat, Harry.

Grace finished one foot and set it down. Cami giggled when she grabbed the other one. Her feet had always been ticklish. "What do you mean?"

"People get jealous when they feel threatened about things they are possessive of." James rolled on his back and spoke with his eyes closed.. "Skills, objects, people. If I see the woman I am attracted to hug another man, I'd be jealous. Knowing that she refuses to sleep with me but has no problems touching another man?" James tutted. Cami felt her face grow warm at his description, but James wasn't done. "Not only that, but the fact that she is my wife and by all accounts does belong to me, I'd be pissed too. On top of that, we're talking about more than an attraction."

Cami's brow furrowed. "We are?" Now it was Grace's turn to snort. "Is there something you want to say, Grace?" Cami didn't know why her voice had a hard edge. James opened his eyes and slowly turned his head towards Cami. He received a glare in response. "Do not give me that patronizing look." Cami commanded. "What is so funny?" she demanded when he laughed.

James stopped. "Apologies, Cami but, do you not see it?"

"See what?" Her eyes narrowed.

"You, him, why your whole demeanor-" James laughed into his fist to stifle it. "It's just like you claim his was earlier."

"No it's not!" Cami screeched defensively. "I'm annoyed at your insinuations, Klaus was annoyed by a mere hug between two friends."

"They are the same." Seeing the doubt on Cami's face, James tried a different approach. "Do you remember when you attacked Aurora?"

Cami's anger was instantaneous. "Yes." Cami wondered what that had to do with anything.

"You strangled her after she told you about her relationship with Klaus."

"I knew about their relationship well before that moment." Cami revealed.

"Maybe." James nodded. "But it is one thing to know and another to have her tease you about it to your face."

Talking about Aurora made Cami's temper flare. "And?"

"You were angry because of her relationship with Klaus." James abandoned his relaxed position to sit up. He wanted to fully engage and was glad he did. Cami looked like she was ready to strangle him the way she did Aurora.

"I was angry because of her audacity." Cami retorted. "She used their relationship to publicly shame me! It was about perception, not about Klaus."

"Are you sure, my lady?" James cocked his head to the side, causing his curls to bounce.

Cami wanted to knock the gleam out of James' eyes. "Yes." She replied tightly.

"Interesting." James drawled.

"What?"

"May I ask a personal question?"

Cami knew she would regret answering yes but as always, her curiosity got the better of her. She threaded her fingers together so they wouldn't tap nervously. "Yes."

"Do Klaus' affairs bother you?"

Grace's hands froze. Cami zoned out, thinking she misheard the question. "What did you ask me?" James slowly repeated the question. Cami waited several moments before speaking, knowing her silence was all the answer James' needed. "Yes." She finally whispered. Grace looked at her with sympathy, but Cami didn't want it.

James immediately came over to Cami and hugged her. "Apologies, my lady. I only sought to make a point. I forgot how...apologies." His arms were steady while Cami shuddered.

"I'm not upset because I have feelings for Klaus. I get upset because he is my husband."

"Which was my point!" James said gently. "This is why Klaus was upset his wife was hugging another man."

"Sex and a hug are not similar at all." Cami declared, pushing James' arms away.. "This does not prove your point. It proves mine. Our jealousy is about the institution of marriage, not about each other."

James rolled his eyes but his tone was kind, "I cannot make you see what you adamantly choose to be blind to, Cami." A sound of protest escaped Cami's mouth but James pierced her with a stern gaze. "All I know is I've seen your fury. You've only attacked Lucien and Aurora when they brought up Klaus' infidelity. You strangled one, and threw wine at the other." Cami remained silent. "Only you can know the true reasons behind your anger, and whether or not it's only anger."

Whether or not it's only anger.

Cami replayed James' words over in her head. What the hell else could it be? Cami sank lower into her bathwater. She was up to her ears in bubbles and enjoying every part of the relaxing heated waters. Elaine had thrown bathing salts in the water so Cami was sure to smell as good as she felt. Baths were one of the luxuries Cami enjoyed. Back home Irene would rush her, not wanting Cami's skin to wrinkle. The candles were the only light in the room and provided a cozy atmosphere. Cami's baths allowed her time to be alone with her thoughts, which she desperately needed now. The only interruptions was servants coming to pour more hot water..Cami rested her head on the edge of the tub and stretched her legs. The water was starting to lose it's heat. One of the perks about having vampires around is Cami rarely had to yell. Just when she was about to call for more hot water, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Cami said dreamily. Her eyes were still closed.

She sighed when she felt the hot water poured in. Normally Cami hated running servants ragged but she indulged herself for her baths. Of course bringing up cauldrons of hot water up stairs was no tea party. "Thank you, I won't need any more." Cami heard the cauldron move and the scuffling of feet. "Wait, you can leave after you've washed my back, please." Cami raised herself up to give the servant more access. She smiled when she heard them kneel down behind her.

Cami purred as her back was washed. The servant squeezed water from the sponge onto her back before lazily wiping it away. The strokes had just the right pleasure. "You're very good at this Cami murmured."

"Why thank you, I havent performed this much manual labor in decades."

At the sound of Klaus' lilting voice, Cami's eyes shot open. She sat up and turned around in alarm, causing water and bubbles to slosh around her. "Klaus!"

His navy blue eyes held hers for a moment before slipping lower. Cami, realizing she'd exposed her breasts, sank back into the water. She moved some bubbles to cover her body so that only her legs and shoulders were exposed. Klaus watched with open interest. Cami didn't care how good his vision was or if he could see through the bubbles. Any barrier was a barrier. She did not need this now after her conversation with James. As always, Klaus' timing was horrible.

Although unnerved, Cami was determined to stay in control. "What are you doing in here?"

"You invited me in." Klaus reminded her. He slowly dipped his hand into the water again and used the sponge to drizzle more water onto her back. Cami's eyes shut as the water trickled down her back. "You were enjoying this, do you want me to continue?" Klaus murmured.

Cami groaned, "Yes."

Klaus continued, and Cami's mind wondered why he was so good at this. Probably because he bathed Aurora or any of his other lovers. In a candlelit room just like this one. While it was a new experience for Cami, Klaus had done it a thousand times. Cami brought her knees to her chest.

Klaus paused. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes."

Klaus started again, trying to reign in his senses. He was all too thrilled at his current position. When he intercepted the servant in the hallway Klaus only meant to surprise Camille in the bathtub and tease her. When he entered the steamy room all thoughts of teasing fled his mind. The sight of Cami's naked body in the bath instantly excited him. He solemnly poured the water into the tub, taking in every inch of her wet body. When Camille commanded her back be washed Klaus slid to the floor as if he were in a trance and did as she said. The whole experience was nothing short of erotic and Klaus' manhood throbbed from the second he entered the room. When Klaus slid the sponge too far to the right, grazing the outline of Camille's breast, he stopped.

Cami's breath hitched as the sponge lingered. She waited for Klaus' next move. The tension was palpable. Cami heard Klaus swallow. His hand dropped.

Klaus hung his head. "Apologies."

Cami looked at him over her shoulder. He sat on the floor looking defeated. Klaus looked up, then, a twisted smile on his face. "This was not my reason for coming to see you."

"Wasn't it?" Cami said softly. "You came while I'm bathing. What other reason could there be?"

"And you still let me touch you, after you knew I was here." Klaus leaned towards her then, "Even then when I was granted the privilege of touching you I still-" As he spoke, Klaus had begun raising his hand like he would caress her back. He stopped himself before sliding back until he was against the wall.

Cami would laugh at how pitiful he looked if he hadn't made a point about her consent. Soon Cami's water would turn cold and she was out of her relaxed mood. "Klaus-"

"I can't leave." He confessed.

"Why not?"

Klaus chuckled before gesturing down to his penis. "My arousal renders me incapacitated."

Cami's eyes grew wide as she checked for herself. When she and Klaus locked gazes again they both laughed, shattering the awkwardness.

"I'll call for a servant to bring my robe."

"Please don't, I beg you." Klaus groaned. "This is embarrassing enough."

"You're embarrassed?" Cami shrieked. "Serves you right for trying to seduce me while I'm vulnerable! In a completely unoriginal way, I might add."

"You did not seem to mind." Cami skewered him with a look and Klaus smiled. "Pardon, my lady. I'll be more creative in the future. Go ahead," Klaus challenged. "I don't see why you're so shy I have seen it before."

Cami's face turned red. If Klaus thought she wouldn't outwait him he was mistaken. Klaus shook his head at Cami's determined features. In other areas, Cami had come into her own but when it came to carnality she struggled. He knew it was in no small part thanks to him.

Klaus shut his eyes. "I won't peek."

Cami didn't believe him. She remained still, waiting for Klaus to slip but his eyelids didn't even flutter. Klaus smirked as if he could sense her glare. "Can you see through your eyelids?" Cami demanded.

"No." Klaus laughed.

"Then why are you smiling?"

"I am imagining the angry look on your face, among other things. The water must be getting cold."

Cami couldn't stand Klaus' irritating confidence. His closed eyes and easy smile was exactly like James' earlier disposition and Cami was irritated all over again. "Fuck you."

"I wish you would." He replied.

Cami sent him one last glare before stepping out of the tub, draping herself in a towel, and leaving the room.

"Are you going to leave me here all alone?" Klaus called. He couldn't resist baiting Camille.

Cami ignored him. She re entered shortly after. "You can open your eyes."

Klaus did, and scowled when he saw Cami standing over him wearing a robe that covered every inch of skin except her hands. "You're trussed up like a turkey."

"I'm glad you're disappointed." Cami remarked. "I want you to leave as soon as possible." Contrary to her words, Cami joined him on the floor. She didn't complain about the wetness.

Klaus looked up at his wife. Not including the robe, she was beautiful, and she had allowed him to wash her back. It was more than he hoped for. Klaus was grateful, especially considering how easily embarrassed Camille was. She let him touch her naked back, perhaps she would let him do more in the future.

Harry appeared at the doorway and hissed.

"Is that all that damn thing does?" Klaus groused.

"He's hissing at the water, on the floor." Cami lied.

Klaus appreciated the lie and let it go. "I did have something to tell you when I came in." Klaus informed her.

Cami's curiosity was piqued. "What is it?"

"We've been invited to a party."

"Whose?"

"Our friend Lucien Castle."

Cami stiffened. Lucien had kept his word and sent her letters, which she responded to. Suddenly Cami felt guilty sitting next to Klaus. She straightened up and nonchalantly scooted away to put more space between them. Cami noticed when she was around Klaus she all but forgot about Lucien, who she knew she still had feelings for. She tried to keep her voice light. "What is the occasion?"

"His successful wine venture. He bought a vineyard last year and the recent harvest was fruitful." Klaus read Cami's look of guilt as being uncomfortable with the idea of the party. "You are under no obligation to go, Camille. Honestly, I don't think you would enjoy yourself."

Cami's brow furrowed. "Why not?" Was Klaus trying to discourage her from going? Was he jealous? Did he suspect Cami's feelings?

Klaus wouldn't meet Cami's eyes. "Lucien's parties have a tendency to be..." Klaus rummaged through his vocabulary for the right word. "Bawdy."

"Bawdy?" Cami echoed. Klaus nodded. "I can handle bawdy."

The uneasy look on Klaus' face spoke for itself. "I don't believe it to be an appropriate place for a woman of good reputation."

"My reputation has never been good, Klaus." Cami said, thinking of the secret she shared with him. "Even if it was, it spiraled down the minute I agreed to marry you." Cami meant for it to be humorous but Klaus' jaw clenched. He really didn't want her to go.

Cami didn't want to fight over a party. It was best she did not attend, Cami rationalized. Being around Klaus and Lucien was a recipe for trouble. The more she was around Lucien the more likely Klaus was to figure out she had feelings for him.

Klaus thought of Lucien's past parties and knew Cami would be uncomfortable all night. She barely managed Klaus' suggestive flirting, ten minutes ago it sent her running from the room. The vampires and witches in attendance would not be the polished ones at Elijah's court. These were more dangerous, and eager to prove themselves. They would get whiff of Cami's delicious blood and Klaus knew he would have to spend the night fighting them off. Who wouldn't want to brag they snacked on Klaus' wife? Lucien's parties always had the same things: drinking, sex, magic, and murder. None of which Camille was equipped to handle. She may have attended a wild party back in her own city but this wasn't St. Charles. Klaus was ready to argue his point but Cami beat him to it.

"I won't go if you don't want me to." Cami bit the inside of her cheek. Klaus nodded, surprised she didn't put up a fight. "But you are going?"

"Lucien is my friend. I'm obligated to go."

Of course, Cami thought. You can go have a fun time while I'm left at home, to be the good wife yet again. Cami wondered if Aurora would be going. It would be the perfect time for Klaus to meet his lover. Yet Cami couldn't go see Lucien. She made up her mind to reply to his letter tomorrow.

Cami stood. "Excuse me, my lord, but I am tired and in need of rest."

Klaus recognized the sardonic tone. Camille only called him by his title when she was upset. "Camille-" Klaus said as Cami left.

He followed her into her sitting room. Klaus looked around the room, hoping to see his drawing on the wall, and was disappointed when he didn't. His eyes moved to his angry stood at the door, holding it open for him to leave. Klaus took in Cami's angry disposition from her clenched jaw to the arms crossing her chest. "Don't do this." He said. "You always prefer to shut me out rather than discuss what you're angry about."

Cami's eyes widened. "We're having a discussion? Apologies, I thought you already decided." She said tightly.

Klaus couldn't fathom why she was so upset. "Why does a mere party upset you so? You have been to others."

"At Elijah's castle, or when we entertain guests here." Cami explained. "I want to go somewhere different."

When he realized the problem, Klaus grew amused. "You're restless."

Cami deflated. "Yes. I'm either here, at the castle, or Baronne. Everyone else gets to leave."

"That's what this is about?" Klaus glowered. "Missing Thierry?"

"No!" The last thing Cami wanted was for Klaus to go chase down Thierry and do God knows what to him. Cami bit the inside of her cheek. "This is about me needing a change of scenery."

"Camille," Klaus voice was gentle, "If you wanted a vacation all you had to do was say so."

Cami's eyebrows shot up. "Really?"

Her reaction was precious. Klaus clasped his hands behind his back to avoid caressing her cheek. "You talk of travelling but you never made plans, so I thought nothing of it." Klaus explained.

Cami dropped her eyes. "I didn't know that I had permission to."

Klaus laughed outright. "Since when did my permission become important to you?" He quipped, thinking of all the shenanigans Camille had done when she didn't have his permission. Going to Baronne, putting his land in her name, changing the drapes, getting a damn cat. Klaus could go on. Cami blushed, remembering her past deeds as well. "Let me know where you want to go and I'll arrange it. Goodnight, Camille." Klaus walked past her.

"Wait."

Klaus tilted his head while Cami stood awkwardly before him. Suddenly she reached up and pulled him down to her, enveloping him in a hug. Cami had to stand on the tips of her toes to put her arms around his neck. Klaus was frozen by the contact. His mind was muddled but he eventually remembered to embrace her back. His arms went around her waist. Much too soon, Klaus felt Cami's arms slide down. He let her go reluctantly.

Cami smiled. "Good night, Klaus."

Since Klaus' return, Cami laid low with the Council's activities. She still attended meetings, when she could without arousing Klaus' suspicion. Surprisingly, she was able to do so now. Cami thought her conversation with Klaus paid off. When she asked to visit Ronan for tea, Klaus scowled and grumbled but let her go, provided she had an escort.

Today the Council met at the Warlock, Ronan's home. It was not nearly as grand as Klaus' land or Elijah's palace but Cami found it alluring none the less. While she waited for the others to arrive, Cami surveyed his home. She realized Ronan didn't care about what surrounded his home, but what was in it. The decor was mesmerizing. Exotic lamps and baubles were on display as well as statues of which Cami had never seen the like before.

"Ronan, where did you acquire all of these?"

Ronan's eyes twinkled. "Here and there, my lady."

"Do any of these objects contain magic?" Cami walked over to the mantle above the fireplace. Some elegant figures had been carved from stone.

"You believe I would set my totems on display for anyone to grab?"

Cami looked over her shoulder. "I believe you have some hiding in plain sight, just in case."

A pleased smile rested on Ronan's face. He beckoned Cami over with a crooked finger. "Do you remember the stuffed leopard's head next to the door when you walked in?"

"Yes." It gave Cami a fright when she entered.

"It can sense anyone with intentions to do me harm. If so, it growls." Ronan informed her. Cami's eyes widened with disbelief.

Next, Ronan pointed to the two statues of warriors sculpted from stone. They sat on opposite ends of the room. "Emco ot ilfe."

Cami screamed when the statues moved in an inhuman way. Their warped faces and misaligned body structure did not hinder their mobility as they slowly walked towards her with their swords drawn. Cami looked to Ronan who chuckled and said more strange words. The statues halted, returned to their original places, and were still once more.

"That is amazing." Cami said as she turned to Ronan. All fear was gone from her now. "I daresay you have more tricks."

"I do, madam." Ronan agreed. "However you must understand I cannot divulge all of them to you."

Cami did understand. Never show all of your cards, which is why Ronan didn't know her own protective measures. They sat down now, and Ronan served Cami tea while they waited.

When the meeting began Lars presented a pressing matter. "Trafficking of werewolves, witches, and humans."

Cami swallowed. She knew there was human trafficking for blood and sex. When she joined the council she learned young werewolves and witches were kidnapped and made to fight in underground arenas. Either that or witches were sold to the highest bidder. Owners wanted their own personal witch to groom. Werewolves were forced to kill so that they would turn. When the full moon came around they were killed and their pelts were sold on the black market. Lars had brought the subject up before but the Council never had any solid leads. They kept an eye on it for the past few months but now Lars believed he had a good tip.

"A major player is going to be in town at a party hosted by Lucien Castle next week." Lars informed. "We don't know his identity but the party would be an excellent place to find them out, and any more information."

Hayley's eyes met Cami's. "Klaus and I were invited."

"That works out perfectly." Ronan drummed his fingers on the table. "Lady Camille will go, along with Galen."

The vampire shook his head. "Unfortunately I was not invited. Lucien banned me from going to any more of his parties after a certain incident. Trust me, he will know if I'm there."

"I can't go either." Cami said, averting her eyes from Hayley's puzzled expression. "Klaus does not want me to attend."

"With good reason." Galen agreed. "Lucien's parties are incredibly dangerous. A good portion of the attendants wind up dead." Lars and Hayley were about to speak but Galen cut them off with a sad smile. "Werewolves are not welcome at his parties either."

Hayley shrugged. "I would not go anyway, I am too recognizable. Besides, Elijah and I will be travelling to the north." Now it was Cami's turn to look at her curiously.

Ronan tugged on his earring. "Well then perhaps I-"

Galen was already shaking his head. "Lucien has witches to do his bidding. They will sense your power a mile away and you cannot hide it."

"We are back to Camille." Lars fixed his violet eyes on her. "Is there any chance you could convince Klaus to let you attend?"

Perhaps, if Cami argued hard enough. But she didn't want to argue with Klaus. They just settled this and it would be suspicious to revisit the argument. Klaus would want to know why she was hell bent on going and she couldn't tell him about the Council so his thoughts would lead him to Lucien. "No." A thought formed in her mind. "But I could go anyway, not as Cami but someone else."

The Council exchanged glances, mulling it over. Lars looked to Ronan. "Could you...?"

"Of course." The old warlock snapped his fingers. "I could do a glamour."

"It wouldn't be enough." Hayley said flatly. "A human would still be in danger."

"Yes." Galen agreed. His amber eyes sparkled as they raked Cami over. "A human would."

When Cami returned home, Klaus was not there. Cami went to his art gallery to wait for him. She paced the room, lost in her thoughts.

On the ride back she decided she wanted to tell Klaus the truth. Cami thought they made enough progress for her to do so. Cami never told James, Narice, and Patricia about the Council outright, so she kept her plans to herself. Klaus would have to understand, like he did with her secret. Or he would lock her away and never let her out of his sight. It was a risk Cami realized she wanted to take. She did not want to lie to Klaus or go behind his back. Klaus had surprised her before, maybe he would help. If Cami went to the party and was discovered, or worse, how would Klaus react? He would want to know what happened and how. Or happy to be rid of her. Cami stopped pacing, saddened by the thought. She pushed it away.

Cami had to believe in Klaus' better nature, the part he revealed to her. It occurred to Cami that she trusted Klaus. Not completely, but they formed a mutual understanding between them, fragile as it was, and Cami didn't want it destroyed by something she could have shared. If the shoe was on the other foot, Cami would like to think Klaus would tell her about something important to him. Yes. She would tell him.

Cami sensed someone enter the room. She smiled eagerly as she walked to the door. "Klaus-" Her smile faded when she saw it was Lance.

"Pardon, my lady, but Klaus just sent word. He won't be returning until tomorrow."

"Oh." Cami's spirits fell. "Is there a problem?"

"I cannot say for certain, my lady. He rushed out earlier after a message was delivered." Lance fumbled with his pocket. "This message arrived for you after he left."

Cami thanked him and read the message after he left. It brought tears of joy to her eyes. Her cousin Sapphira would be married to her beau Dustin, and the wedding was soon. Cami's heart filled with joy, glad someone was marrying the man they loved. Cami wondered if Klaus would let her go.

"What do you think?" Cami asked Narice at dinner.

Narice mixed her drink and her blood in the glass. "Did Klaus not just say all you had to do was ask?"

"Yes, but that was for a vacation." Cami argued. "To go home is entirely different." Klaus worked hard to break Cami away from her family and she knew he hated them. Klaus certainly wouldn't go with her. "He is paranoid. What if he thinks I'm going home to plot against him?"

Narice looked over her glass. "Then you will have to reassure him you aren't."

Narice was right, however the first thing on Cami's agenda was Lucien's party.

When Klaus returned the next day Cami greeted him at the door. She noted his sour mood but that didn't deter her. The matter of Lucien's party needed to be settled.

Cami wore her best smile. "Can we talk?"

"Not if it's about what I think it is."

"Lucien's party?" Cami refused to allow Klaus' surliness to move her. "Actually, it is."

Klaus glared down at her. "We discussed this before-"

"No, you dictated-"

"And you agreed." Klaus said brusquely before storming off. Cami, wearing pants instead of a dress, had no problem running to catch up to him. Without turning around, Klaus asked, "Why are we revisiting this?"

"I think the better question is what's pissed you off?" Cami grabbed Klaus' arm, forcing him to turn around. Klaus refused to meet her eyes, he looked over her, at the decor, anywhere but her. "Where have you been?" Cami finally noticed Klaus' attire. His clothes were wrinkled, and he looked like he hadn't slept. "What happened?" Klaus clenched his jaw. "Klaus-"

"Enough!" Klaus snapped, making Cami jump. "Enough questions, enough talking, just stop it!" He gestured wildly with his hands, making Cami step away. "You are not going to Lucien's party. Why is it so damned hard for you to simply listen, or do as you're told? It's no wonder your mother took a cane to you!"

Cami gasped, but swore she would pluck her eyes out before letting Klaus see her cry. She told him that story because she trusted him. Cami hadn't expected Klaus to use it to hurt her as soon as he was angry.

When Klaus saw Cami's chin trembling his bad mood evaporated. "No, Camille..." Klaus shook his head. "I did not mean-"

Cami turned away. "All you had to say was no." she whispered.

She looked so small and hurt, it was all Klaus could do to keep from kicking himself. Camille had greeted him warmly and now he was responsible for making her upset. Again. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have, please forgive me, Camille..." Klaus kept hurting her and he didn't know how to stop. Klaus reached out and gathered her into his arms. He kept murmuring apologies although Cami didn't return his embrace.

Is that how you think of me? An annoying human pestering you with questions all day? Do you want to cane me as my mother did?

The questions hurt more because Cami thought they progressed passed this. She confided in Klaus as a friend. She thought Klaus could be trusted, at least with this. No matter how sorry Klaus was, he couldn't take the words back. Cami wasn't only hurt, she was disappointed.

When Klaus finally released her, he looked into her eyes, searching to see if all was well. Cami gave him a stiff nod.

"Camille, I admit I am weary, but whatever you want to discuss we can after I've rested."

Cami waved his offer away. "It wasn't important. I don't want to fight over a party, there will be others." Klaus relaxed. "I'm going to Baronne, that is, unless I'm told otherwise."

Klaus looked away before meeting her eyes. "Camille-"

It took everything in Cami to hold her resolve. She could tell Klaus was sorry but the words still came from his mouth, and they still hurt. He proved her wrong. Klaus' temperament changed with the wind and it was one thing for her to brave him, but she wouldn't subject the council to his moods and put innocents at risk on the off chance he was in a bad mood. "You need your time, I need mine."

Klaus nodded, and with that, Cami headed towards the stables to find Lyanna. She did wonder the reason behind his foul mood. Klaus hadn't been so angry for weeks. What brought this on? Would he ever tell her? All were questions she wouldn't ask. If her queries were annoying him, Cami swore he wouldn't receive anymore. Cami liked having peace in her home and this was a reminder to tread lightly around Klaus. She couldn't afford to get comfortable.