Quick authors note.
To "Guest": I am sorry, I hadn't realized I had been spelling Esther wrong, thank you for correcting me.
Chapter 4
Mikael was the first to move, running faster then she had ever seen a man run. Dropping his kill in his hurry. Caroline followed his lead, as did all the other Mikaelson's. They ran through the woods, reaching the edge in little under five minutes. Breaking through the thick tree line and around the house, a gasp forced its way past her lips, creating an audible noise. She was stunned speechless for the moment it took her brain to comprehend what was happening.
People screamed as they ran from the foreign men in the village. All of whom where large and menacing to behold. Caroline had known the troubles of the past, but she had forgotten the danger, with her comfort of the village. Now she was seeing, first hand, what a bandit attack looked like. The large, dirt covered men seemed to be after the livestock, any valuables and the women.
Buildings and market stall had been set ablaze. Dark smoke bellow up, creating a large dark cloud over head.
Caroline strung an arrow before her mind caught up with her. Loosing it, she watched as the bandit chasing after a young village woman, crumple to the ground. Before she realized what she was doing, she had another arrow stung and firing at another target. She was protecting the villagers through nothing but instinct.
Mikael took off running into the fray, sword in hand as he bellowed out raging a war cry. His sons followed him. Caroline stayed still, killing of the bandits from where she stood outside the Mikaelson's house. Though that didn't stop a few from charging her, only to be taken down with her hunting knife. It was a few arrow more before she heard a familiar cry. Turning, she caught sight of Rebekah, just as she took the dagger Caroline had given to her, from its sheath in the boot she was wearing and throwing it. Caroline felt a surge of pride when the bandit dropped, the daggers sticking sticking out from his neck.
As Caroline started to advance on them to help, she was tackled from the side, she could practically hear future Klaus in her head, scolding her for her rookie mistake. Caroline wriggled until she was on her back, looking up at the dirty man that smelt of blood and animal feces. Caroline gagged, almost retching, as she threw her head forward, nailing the bandit in the nose. He growled and retreated, just long enough her Caroline to move her hand and imbed her knife up into his gut.
She shoved him off of her as she stood, looking up just to witness Esther, Rebekah and Henrik. Rebekah and Henrik being manhandled by one bandit, while Esther was being fondled be another.
Carolines arrow struck the man holding Esther, though it wasn't a killing blow, mama original had been in the way of that. Though that didn't stop her from taking hold of the arrow and driving it, repeatedly, into the chest of the man behind her.
Rebekah reached back into her hair and drew the thin blade Caroline had first shown her. The hair pin blade. She swung down, driving the small dagger into the large, greasy bandits thigh and dragging up. He cried out as he dropped her. Esther made sure her children where safe before finishing him off with the arrow she still clutched in her bloodied hand.
Caroline then turned her attention back to the chaos in front of her. The wild men seemed to become aware of their dwindling number, for a horn was blown, and the men took whatever they could and ran to the woods. A scream from nearby caught Caroline attention as a bandit threw Henrik over his shoulder before taking off into the trees.
Esther and Rebekah screamed, calling out for help. Carolines legs moved her in their direction faster then her mind could comprehend. She barreled past both crying blond originals as she entered the woods, bow in hand, arrow strung.
Low hanging branches ripped at her hair and clawed at her face. Though it went unnoticed as she caught sight of Henrik, with the help of his screams and shouting. Soon she could make out his face, tear stained and pale. "Stop!" Caroline screamed.
She could see the bandit slow, Caroline dropped to one knee, sliding slightly on the dirt covered ground. She ignoring the rocks and twigs as they dug into her knees. Her bow raised, arrow strung and her thumb brushed her jaw. The bandit turned, moving Henrik in front of himself, turning the trembling boy into a human shield. "Don't do anything stupid, girl." his accent was one she could not place, it was sloppy and the rolling of his tongue made it hard to understand him. "Go back to that little village, I will not hurt you."
Caroline tightened her hold on the arrow. Breath in, hold, breath out. "No, but I'll hurt you." she muttered. Release. She watched as her arrow sailed, just past Henrik's head, his hair swayed at the arrow brushed past it, hitting the bandit between the eyes. Caroline opened her arms wide once Henrik was free. He ran to her, barreling into her, almost knocking her down.
"I knew you would come. I just knew it." Henrik continued to mumble about her saving him and about how he never doubted she would.
Caroline shushed him, picking him up as she stood, using a tree for support. "You're safe. I've got you Henrik. You're safe now, it's okay." she slung her bow over her shoulder, cradling Henrik as she made her way back towards the village. She kept one hand under him, as his legs wrapped around her waist, the other rested on the back of his head, running her fingers calmly through his hair. And as Henrik took comfort in her arms, she took comfort with her arms wrapped around his small frame.
She could see the treeline ahead. She could hear the voices of the village people. She could hear the wailing of the widows, sisters and mothers as they found their dead. She could hear Esther shouting for her baby. Mikael tried to comfort her, while talking to Klaus and Finn about organizing a search party. Rebekah rubbed at her teary eyes, her eyes constantly sweeping the woods for any sign of Caroline. Finn was ridged as he helped Bekah look for her while listening to their father. Elijah went to search for Laura, his shy village woman. Klaus showed no emotion, though he was also as pale as the dead.
Caroline forced herself to stay standing upright, despite the weight of Henrik clinging to her front. Once Caroline stepped out of the trees, Rebekah cried harder as she ran towards them, followed closely be Esther and the others. Rebekah threw her arms around both of them, gasping for breath as she held them tight. Esther was by their sides next. Caroline pulled back to give Henrik room to turn and grip onto his mother. Esther took the boy in her arms, tears running down her face.
All at once, everyone seemed to be releasing the breath they were holding. As Esther and Mikael clung to each other and their youngest, Rebekah turned and threw her arms around Caroline, muttering about being safe and Henrik being alright. "Rebekah, everything is going to be okay." and though she wasn't for curtain it would be, she knew Bekah needed to hear those words, needed reassurance. For Caroline had been in the same position several times, though not once had she ever had a friend who would say it to her, until Stefan, her best friend. "Now, go and find Edmund. See how he is doing."
Rebekah gasped. "Oh, Edmund! I had forgotten." she turned to leave, though stopped and looked back and smiled at Henrik. She kissed his head and ruffled his hair. "I'm glad you are well." she turned and ran into the rest of the village, yelling for Edmund.
Caroline watched Esther and Mikael for a moment before speak. "I think you should take him home." Esther nodded, giving Caroline a watery smile as she walked in the direction of their house. Mikael set his hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze, looking her over before nodding as well, before following after his wife.
Caroline sighed, looking up as Finn stepped closer. "We may not get along, but I am glad you were here today." she watched in stunned silents as he turned a talked away, further into the village. Probably to retrieve their meat not far outside the village.
Glancing around, she realized she was alone with Klaus, who hadn't moved since she appeared with Henrik, though he was still pale, he at least looked like he was breathing. "Klaus? Are you alright?" she caught sight of his shining eyes, a lone tear tracked down the stubble growing upon his chin. "Klaus? Hey, it's okay. Everything is alright now." she walked closer to the stiff man, tentatively touching his shoulder.
His breath left him in a rush, his shoulders sagging and his head bowed. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close to his chest. His face went to the hair at the nape of her neck, taking deep breaths as he rested his chin on her shoulder. "I have never felt so helpless as when Rebekah told me what happened. I was terrified of losing Henrik, I was terrified of losing you. Never do that again, Caroline. I am being serious. Never again."
Caroline couldn't promised that she would never risk her life for a loved one, and Klaus seemed to understand as his arms tightened around her. She sighed as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "It's okay Klaus, everything will be just fine. I know it will."
He took a step back and looked her over, meeting her eyes before turning the walking back towards the house, slipping behind it, he went to retrieve the meat. While Caroline watched his back, her thoughts on him even when he left her sight.
He had hugged her. Wrapped his arms around her, and held on. Sure she had been hugged by future Klaus, but being hugged by viking Klaus was two totally different things. Caroline felt a small, soft smile curve her mouth as she walked around the village, taking in all destruction. Her eyes found Klaus's stall to be relatively unharmed, much to her joy. Looking around once more, she caught sight of Rebekah as she tackled Edmund, holding him close with a smile. Elijah had Laura in his arms, leading her back to her home, drying her tears from the horrors that plagued her mind of what could have happened.
Caroline took note of all the repairs the village would need. But that was what the Mikaelson's did. Mikael was a land own, and now the village would have to come together to rebuild. But for now, Caroline looked to the darkening sky, it was time to prepared supper.
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The whole village was awake with the sun. Rebuilding started with them. The older men were charged with cutting down the trees needed to fix the homes and businesses. The men around Finn's to Kol's age were the ones climbing atop the houses and repair them. All the boys Henrik's age were the the 'runners'. If the adults ever needed anything, they ran to fetch it.
The women all worked together in the temple, the building with the most room. They set up a small infirmary in case anyone got hurt and a banquet hall, so that the men could come and get food whenever they got hungry. It was the perfect example of what a small community should be. And Caroline was loving it. She smiled as she past out the half loafs of bread to the men as lunch rolled around.
Looking up to the Klaus and Kol, as they sat beside each other a story off the ground. "Caroline! Up here, throw me one!" Kol waved his arms as he spoke, looking quite excited for the food to be thrown his way.
Caroline shook her head with a smile, though did what he asked. Tossing the bread upward, Kol reached out a snatched it from the air. Caroline smiled and laughed as she tossed one more. Klaus reached out, catching it easily, while looking down at her, a gentle smile lighting his face.
Caroline could feel his eyes on her as she continued to pass out bread to the rest of the men. Rebekah soon joined her, passing out strips of meat that had been cooked hours ago and was cool enough to eat. Men smiled when the two came into view, accepting the food thankful nods. Laura was walking the opposite way, water skins draped over her arms, giving them to the groups of men, she spotted Rebekah and Caroline, smiling lightly as she waved before continuing on.
"What do you think of her?" Bekah asked once Laura was out of earshot.
Looking back at her, she could vaguely make out the shape of Elijah as he spoke with his interest. "I think she is quiet but nice. She rarely smiles, though when she does, its always for Elijah. She is a sweet young woman, she would make a fine mother and wife. I think, she is a good match for Elijah."
Rebekah looked like she was considering the idea before shrugging. "I will trust your judgment on that." she smiled at Caroline, about to reply when she caught sight of something over her shoulder.
Rebekah's eyes were wider then she had ever seen, though if she had to guess Caroline knew who had captured her friends attention. Turning, she caught sight of Edmund...shirtless...lifting a stripe of thick wood, for a roof beam, which happened to be twice as tall and about as wide, as Rebekah herself. He walked around to pass it up to the men above, showing the girls his back as he flexed. "Oh. My. God." the words slipped from Carolines lips without thought.
Rebekah stood beside her, nodding in agreement. "My god, indeed."
Caroline was the first to look away, and though if felt like she had been staring for an hour, she knew it was really only a few moments. "Rebekah, stop your drooling. We have work to do." when she didn't reply, Caroline elbowed her in the side, just as Edmund looked towards them.
Rebekah's face heated more then Caroline thought was humanly possible. Turning for a dull pink to a burning red in a matter of seconds after their eyes met. Edmund smiled gently at her, only serving in making her face color brighten.
Feeling sorry for the girl, Caroline waved to Edmund before wrapping her arms around Rebekah and steering her away. "Come along, Rebekah. I think you have stared long enough." Caroline received an elbow in the side for her laughter, which she ignored in favor for ruffling Bekah's hair.
Looking around them, Caroline spotted Klaus's stall. The once smooth wood was burned, erasing the beautiful work he put into the details. It took Caroline only a second to decide she was going to fix it. "Caroline? Are you alright?"
Caroline looked to the little blond. "You go on ahead. I'll find you later." Bekah shrugged as she turned and left Caroline. Who immediately walked towards Klaus's four-foot-by-three-foot, stall. With her design in mind, she walked back towards the wood pile they had gathered, all different cuts of length and size, and seeing as most of the village was already, mostly, built. She sucked in a breath as she took the pieces she required for her project.
None of the villagers questioned her when she found a spare hammer, which was large, heavy, blunt and made purely of iron like that of a sword. Leather strips wrapped around the handle for a better grip. Finding a barrel of iron nails, Caroline took a handful, stuffing them into the pockets of her apron, she walked back towards Klaus's stand, where she had left the wood.
Having put furniture together before, something very few knew about, she set to remaking Klaus's stand. Pieces of wood fit together, at first it looked like a pile of wood, then it slowly took form. The front of the stall stood about three feet high, the next level up sat about three and a half feet tall.
Caroline ran to find a small hand held saw, which she used to arch the back of the stall, making a small nook almost, where Klaus could stand more comfortably. The doors worked the same, using the hinges from his old stall, she gave him two, deep shelves within the underbelly. Finishing, she used a stone to smooth out all the rough edges until she could run her hands over it without feeling a single grain out of place.
Caroline stood back to look at it after moving all his supplies into the new, six-foot-by-six-foot, stand. Looking up, Caroline realized she had been working on his stand for the past few hours. Popping her knuckles, Caroline pushed the stall, using all her weight, into place where his old one once sat.
She glanced at it once more and finding it perfect. Caroline ran back towards the temple, returning all the tools and remaining nails before finding Rebekah. "Where have you been? You said you would catch up with me but you just disappeared."
Caroline smiled, though it was a secret, sly smile she had adopted from Kol. "I'll show you after supper." Caroline and Bekah were ushered into the kitchen, where they were both handed two plates and told to bring them to the men sitting outside the temple on the ground.
After Carolines third trip, she decided it was taking to long. Looking around, she found two-foot-by-two-foot, piece of extra wood. She too it into the kitchen with her, lining six plates onto the wood, she balanced it on her shoulder and the palm of her hand. Rebekah and several other women looked impressed with her thinking, though she wasn't going to tell them about her knowledge of the future which she took the idea from.
Rebekah found more wooden platters they could use to help feed the men faster. Caroline waited for Bekah before walking back towards the tired and sweaty men. It was gratifying to see their looks of appreciation when the plate of food was placed in their hands, they nodded and spoke of their thanks. Spotting Kol, Elijah and Klaus, she made her way over.
She smiled at them while handing over her last three plates. "How is the building coming along?"
Kol smiled, though he was tired enough it didn't carry much mirth. "Everything is going well. And you, how do you enjoy cooking all day long?"
Caroline didn't answer, simply smiled as she turned and walked back into the temple to get more plates. And with the help of the other women and Rebekah, all the men were fed within the hour.
"Are you going to show me where you disappeared to yet?" Bekah sat with Caroline outside the building, watching the men finish up on their first day of construction, which cleared up majority of the village, the next few days would fly by in the same manner of work, until the village looked like it had before the bandits arrived.
Caroline looked around them, finding no one that needed their help for anything, Caroline grabbed Rebekah's hand and pulled her toward the market square. Bekah voiced her annoyance at being dragged along loudly, but Caroline ignored her with an eager smile. She stopped across for Klaus's new stall, the one she spent a few hours crafting and looked to Bekah.
Her blue eyes roamed over the fresh wood and smoothed edges, looking impressed. "Where did you get this? Who's is it? Who made it?" Rebekah walked around it, inspecting every corner, searching for a non-existent flaw, Caroline had made sure there weren't any.
"I made it." a smile lit her face when Rebekah's wide eyes turned to stare at her. "To replace Klaus's that was damaged in the attack."
"You...you made this? For my brother? Niklaus?" even as Caroline nodded, Bekah continued asking questions, unable to wrap her mind around it. "Niklaus? Long blond hair, can be horribly cross if woken to early in the morning? Nik? You made this, for him?"
"Yes, Rebekah! I made it for him, now are you quite done?" she huffed as she placed her hands on her hips, a scowl twisting her lips, pinching her face into a picture of annoyance. "Come, we should head back to see if they need our help." not waiting for an answer, she turned and stalked back the way they came.
"Caroline, wait." Bekah sighed and grumbled under her breath, running ahead of Caroline to walk backwards in front of her. "I am sorry, alright? I was just surprised. No one has ever done something like this for him. I am sure he will love it."
Caroline stopped walking, looking Rebekah in the eyes, finding her sincerity, she huffed. Her arms crossed in front of her torso. "Fine, you're forgiven."
"I want to ask, though am afraid of the answer, but where did you learn to do that? Build things, I mean." Rebekah skipped along beside her.
Shrugging, Caroline answered. "My father, he used to let me build things with him." though it was true, she also took a semester of carpentry in high school, but that wasn't something the viking blond would understand.
Bekah smiled. "Thank you, Caroline, for telling me. And for forgiving me." they continued their trek back towards the temple, helping clean anything that looked like it needed it. "Personally," Bekah spoke after a long silents. "I think, Nik will love it." Caroline couldn't stop the smile that tugged at the corner of her mouth, no matter how hard she tried, Bekah caught sight of it. "You like him, don't you?"
"What?" Caroline whispered, her eyebrows practically touched her hair line. "Bekah, honestly." she scoffed. "Don't be silly."
Rebekah's smile went from teasing to one of sisterly tenderness. "I am being honest." she turned back to her chores. "And just so you know. If he ants to court you, none would stop him. We all already except you. And I believe he likes you too."
Caroline watched Rebekah's back as she walked into the back room of the temple, which was turned into a large kitchen. Her thoughts running wild though always settled on Klaus, a smile touched her lips as a warmth filled her heart.
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Morning came, men went to fix the remaining damage, which was mostly the market shops. As Caroline and the Mikaelson's left the house, Kol was asking about their work projects.
Though once Klaus's stall was mentioned, Rebekah shared a secret smile in Carolines direction. "I don't think it will need much work. The stall looked fine to me."
Klaus shook her head. "No, I saw it after the attack, it will probably need to be taken apart and put back together completely. It will take me awhile, but I can have it done before supper tonight, of that I am sure."
Rebekah giggled with a sly smile. Ignoring her brothers as they questioned what she found amusing, she grabbing Caroline arm before breaking off from the men. "Come, Caroline. We have bread to prepare."
Which needed to be mixed, beaten, left to raise, beaten once more before it can be cooked in the large ovens in the temples back 'community' room. By high noon, several large loafs where done, separated into portions and placed in a large basket, given to every other woman between the ages of twelve to twenty, which they walked around the village with. They passed out the bread, to tide the men over until supper, which Caroline heard was fish, cabbage and wine. They were celebrating being alive, while also mourning the dead.
Caroline could see Rebekah speaking briefly to Edmund as they made their rounds. She smiled and nodded as she past out the bread, again feeling their gratitude through their smiles. Looking around, she spotted Bekah had moved away from Edmund and was talking to Klaus, who was standing beside his newly made stall.
The look of complete awe on his face was all the gratitude she needed, though once she caught Rebekah's gaze, finding her sly smile in place, she knew nothing but trouble would follow. She watched as Rebekah shrugged her shoulders. Klaus's eyes went wide, then darted around them, trying to find something, or someone. Rebekah 's face broke into a wide smile, pointing back towards Caroline, who turned away from them to continue on with her chore. Trying desperately to ignore the burning intensity of Klaus's gaze on her back.
The same gaze which she could feel throughout the remainder of the day. As supper approached, Rebekah and Caroline had the duty to bring the wine to the men. Caroline moved with the grace of a dancer, or cheerleader in her case, as she placed the wine glasses onto her wooden platter and balanced it upon her shoulder and hand. She was still annoyed that Rebekah had told Klaus she was the one to make the stall, despite the fact she was going to tell him, but it still irked her.
"Caroline? Are you ignoring me on purpose?" Rebekah walked as fast as she could without spilling any of the wine or tipping any mugs.
Not sparing her a glance, Caroline kept ahead of the struggling blond. "Yes, I am ignoring you."
"Oh, come one, Caroline." she followed after her, walking on the opposite side of the large wooden tables that had been set up in the market. Men sat, laughed and joked, told stories of old battles and about their children. They were more the pleased when Caroline and Rebekah started to pass out the goblets of wine. There were enough cups on her platter to make sure everyone on her side of the long table had a glass. She walked back towards the temple, Rebekah soon on her heels. "Please, don't be angry with me." Bekah mumbled with a sad frown.
Caroline sighed, she shoulders slumming, she turned and looked at her friend. "I'm not angry at you. I'm annoyed that you told him without my say so."
Rebekah nodded vigorously. "Okay, yes. I am sorry, I shouldn't have done that, but," Caroline didn't like the way her eyes shone in the darkness. "I needed to see his reaction."
Caroline slapped her hand to her forehead, almost blocking her eyes so she wouldn't see the mischievous smiled Bekah was wearing. "Why did you need to see his reaction?" she was afraid to hear the blonds response.
Her smiled was the most smug thing she had ever seen. "He likes you, very much so."
Caroline rolled her eyes before stalking back into the temple to retrieve more glasses filled with the dark colored wine. She bypassed Rebekah, who was smiling brightly at her, which only served to annoy her further, yet despite herself, she couldn't stay mad at Rebekah for long. Especially not the cute, teenage, human Bekah. Innocents in its prime. Caroline shook her head, pushing her own troubles to the back of her mind as she started serving the others.
The women soon joined the men, food being placed on plates, which each household donated after the attack. Men got food, women got food, each trying to find where they had been sitting. Rebekah was at Caroline side as they got their plates, and since Caroline and Bekah were over sixteen, they each got a goblet of the rich wine.
"This way, Caroline." Rebekah led the way through the tables and towards the table the rest of the Mikaelson's were placed. Rebekah smiled as she took the seat next to Henrik, leaving only the place next to Klaus open. Rebekah received another dirty look before she bit at the inside of her cheek and sat beside him. Rebekah's eyes darted from Klaus to Caroline, flickering back and forth between them eagerly.
Klaus glance at her from the corner of his eye, finding her watching the plate in front of her. The chattering around them was soon drowned out when Klaus leaned in close to her. "Why did you rebuild the stall?"
Caroline looked over at him, finding him only inches away, and once he realized their proximity, he sat back, his neck coloring pink. She shrugged. "A 'thank you' I guess."
"For what?" his brow furrowed in confusion. "I haven't done anything."
"For showing me Karr." Caroline could see and hear the winded conversation about to begin, which was about to start with another question, so Caroline continued. "Klaus," he closed his mouth. "I just wanted to do something nice for you, and seeing as you were rebuilding the rest of the town, it was the least I could do." they sat in silents for another moment. "Do you like it? The stall?"
Klaus smiled one of his soft dimpled smiles. "Yes, I love it. Thank you, Caroline."
She smiled and nodded, turning to face forward, she caught Rebekah watching them, looking pleased with herself beyond measure, to which Caroline rolled her eyes and enjoyed the celebration. Laughing with friends, drinking wine, watching as a large bonfire was built and lit. She watched on in fascination as the people around them started to dance once some of the men returned from their homes with a wide range of instruments.
Music was playing, everyone was smiling and dancing. Caroline watched on with a smile, laughing when Rebekah's face turned an alarming shade of red once Edmund came to request a dance from her. She sat at the table, watching what was happening in front of her, which was probably why she didn't notice the person walking towards her from behind.
"Caroline?" turning, her eyes met those of soft brown. ""Will you dance with me?"
A warm smile touched her lips. "Of course I will dance with you, Henrik." she took the boys hand, allowing him to lead her through the crowd and into the throng of dancing villagers.
Though he was a child, Henrik was not a bad dancer, he only stepped on her foot twice throughout the whole, up beat song. He smiled and laughed, his face practically split into a grin and his round cheeks were red in color.
Henrik glanced around as they clapped to the 'band'. He looked off behind Caroline, craning his neck this way and that. Waving once her found who he was looking for. Caroline noticed, turning she came face-to-chest with the one man she seemed to find herself flustered around.
"Caroline," he spoke, his accent thickened, the smell of wine on his breath and the light reflecting in his smoldering blue stare. "may I have the next dance?"
Caroline looked down at Henrik, though finding him missing, she turned back to meet his gaze. "You may, Klaus." she felt the roughness of his calloused hands against the soft pads of her fingers, he took them into the center of the dancers, close enough to the fire to keep warm as the cool night air settled over and around them.
Klaus led them through the steps, which Caroline fell into easily. Klaus had danced with her before, so hand holding her own and his other at her waist was not unwelcome, if anything, it was a comfort of familiarity.
The slow beat of the song eased her shoulders and relaxed her into Klaus's hold. They stepped in unison, with a grace of a trained couple that had danced together for years. "You know, you're quite the dancer."
Caroline smiled, though it couldn't be helped. "Well, I've had training." she looked into his memorizing blue eyes as the, oh so familiar words spilled out. I happen to be Miss Mystic falls.
Klaus smirked at her, his dimpled smirk that made Caroline feel week, his hands around her being the only thing keeping her standing. Caroline glanced away from him, briefly. Her eyes finding Rebekah on the edge of the crowd, where she slapped Henrik's hand in a job well done fashion. She shook her head with a smile, looking back up into Klaus's eyes.
They dance for a moment more before the music stopped, ending the song. Klaus seemed reluctant to let go as he stepped back from her, eyes never leaving. He bowed, bending at the waist. "Thank you, lovely Caroline, for the dance."
The smile on her face stretched wider, her cheeks ached. "I will be glad to dance with you again soon." she curtsied before walked away from him, glancing back to meet his blue stare before walking towards Rebekah. "You, are a master scheme planner."
Rebekah threw her head back as she laughed. "I don't know what you mean." she replied with an innocent smile and gleaming mischievous eyes.
Caroline shook her head as she stood with her sister, watching the others dance, well into the night.
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