Caroline sat in the window, just staring out into the open. She had finished reading her book hours ago and was now feeling quite bored. For the last few weeks, there was nothing to do but sit around and wait. Earlier that day she had seen two stable-boys mucking around out on the lawn. She envied them. So young and free, must be nice. Now it was dark, and the beautiful sun was long gone. Only darkness remained.

She missed him. She sometimes wondered if he was even sparing her a second thought every now and then.

Before she met him, she was just a nobody. A young girl who could do nothing right for her parents. Her mother had planned out this whole other life for Caroline. Yet, at the same time barely spared anytime for her. The plan involved selling her to any family her parents could find with the best offer. She might as well have been a prized horse. Her father was the worst one though. She relished the day when he was away hunting or leading the troops. He was a complicated man. It was hardly a loving family. It was clear that if she was born a boy, life might have been easier.

It really was another life. A life where she constantly felt weak and small. Klaus showed her something else. Another side of herself. That was the real reason she loved being a vampire. The strength and power, it was hard not to let it go to your head.

There was a jolt of surprise when the first sound of thunder bellowed from the sky. It had been pelting down with rain for a while now. The weather was practically identical to that night.

On that particular night, the air was especially cold. Strong winds picking up. Like the weather had sensed the chaos, thunder blasting at full volume. The rain falling with no ending. Terrible weather, for a terrible night.

It only took one moment, one moment for everything to go from fine to hell. The vampires invaded the village, ripping apart everyone and everything. They came from every direction, boxed us in. There was nowhere to run. The humans tried to fight back, but with the small number of weapons and people they had. Unfortunately, the odds weren't in their favor. One of the last things Caroline remembered was her mother with the most terrified look on her face. Screaming at her to move, to leave. She was only fifteen at the time, so she hid where every other fifteen-year-old girl did when they there scared. Under the bed.

It was all happening so slowly and fast at the same moment. Caroline was sure it was the shock and how could it not be. The people screaming. The village on fire. Caroline was so scared, so freighted. Even from under the bed she could hear the cries from outside.

The horrified screams. Caroline wanted to help them, she truly did, but she could even help herself. Those were her friends and family being slaughtered like cattle, and she was hiding under the bed like the scared little girl she was. Her fears only grew when one of the vampires had entered her homes.

Ever been in a solution where your life instantly feels limited. Caroline's chest was rising and falling quicker than her heart could keep up. Her breath was shaky and all over the place. She was almost starting to hyperventilate. No doubt her parents were dead. Who did she have left? Closing her eyes praying that this nightmare would soon end. Every bang, boom, and crash that vampire made while throwing chairs and tables made her flinch. She had to hold her hand over her mouth just to prevent herself from making a sound.

"I know you're here, why don't come out to play" It was a man's voice.

Despondently, Caroline didn't get a chance to do anything before the man pulling her roughly out from under the bed. Grabbed her by the shoulders in an iron grip, she just manages to catch a glimpse of his disgusting smile and then he bit into her violently. No amount of screaming or struggling could save her. It was only by some miracle that she managed to get hold of a nearby steel bowl and using the last of her strength she smacked it over the vampire's head. It did little damage but gave her a brief second to escape.

As quickly as she could Caroline ran out of the hut. The second she stepped outside she saw true ruin. Homes on fire, being burnt to ash. So many bodies lying dead on the ground drained from their blood. She saw the creatures going through the huts taking anything and everything they wanted. The cold air was freezing. The wet drops of her tears making a trail on her pale cheeks. Breaking out of her trance as this new reality set in. Trying to continue with her escape, Caroline turned away from the ruin. She only took a couple of steps before her plan demolished. Falling straight into the arms another. Caroline almost fell back if not for the hand that grabbed her waist to steady her.

This was one of the true moments's in Caroline life that she will never forget. The day, the exact moment she met… Klaus.

She would never forget that surprised look on his face. Those eyes, so dark, so deep, so… blue with a hint of green or light brown? His hair was longer back then, a dirty blond colour. A few natural curls and tied back from his face. She was so much younger then. Other vampires were looking at them, dumbfounded. Like she was crazy to have touched him, moreover then to have basically thrown herself into him.

She still remembers the feeling of being small and faint under his graze. That feeling never really went away with Klaus. Like someone looking down at a tiny little insect. At this age Caroline was a lot shorter then Klaus, he practically towered over her. They continued to stare at one another. He clearly wasn't expecting her to fall into him like that. His face now less surprised and more just focused on her. He was calm and completely still, while Caroline was breathing rapidly, and she was hardly tranquil.

A woman standing close by stepped forward, looking ready to advance on Caroline. It was what made Caroline look away from his eyes and towards her. The woman looked upset and angered by the scene in front of her. The woman's hair was amazing very dark, black. What stopped her was when Klaus had taken one of his hands away from her body and in the air for the woman to halt her movement.

"Well, hello there" Those were the first words he ever spoke to her. The surprise in his eyes now entirely gone and a slight smirk placed upon his lips. His word was almost flirtatious. "And what's your name love" He spoke strongly, but softly like he didn't wish to scare her off. She stared blankly at him. The question he asked running over and over again in her head like a broken record. Like the question couldn't quite sink into her brain, she couldn't process it. She was at a loss for a moment. A smirk on his lips and a playful glimpse in his eyes. That glimpse scared her little because he looked as though he had just found a new toy and with that thought in mind, she quickly gathered back her thoughts.

Unfortunately, the hold he had on her was still strong, and as she placed her hand on his chest. Giving the biggest shove she had, alas nothing. It was like his chest was made of steel. Panic bubbled up inside her. "Let go of me" Her voice lacked its usual strength. Unsurprising that didn't flatten his smirk nor the hold he had on her. So she started to struggle more.

"Such a feisty little thing" The evil little spark in his eye, she would come to know all too well. Caroline's itchy and uncomfortable dress was now torn and dirty. It also gave easy access to parts of her skin around her waist. When she felt his fingertips glide over her exposed skin, it made her body quiver. "And beautiful too. Two perfect qualities in one" She noticed his eyes roamed her body and immediately felt the danger.

"I SAID LET ME GO!" She spat. The screaming seemed to finally level his smirk. But Caroline's victory was short-lived when she heard someone quickly approach behind her. Every nerve in her body froze.

It was an odd feeling to describe, but she knew who was behind them. The minute her body froze, Klaus pick up on it. "I apology Your Grace" Your Grace? Oh no. Caroline realized just how much danger she was in. She knew it was the vampire who attacked her only minutes ago. "I clearly didn't have a tight enough grip on the girl" The hatred and revulsion in his voice was quite clear.

She had no idea why, it was like instinct, but she looked up at Klaus and it seemed to make him look down at her. Once again they both looked at each. She could feel the fear written on her face. Praying he wouldn't hand her over to this man. She was going to vomit. Her stomach felt as though it was twisting itself it a very tight knot. She might not be thrilled to be in his arms, but better alive then drained by that monster. "I would be happy to take her off your hands" She had already suffered some the blood loss, making her dizzy. Klaus straightened up, he sustained their gaze. The look he gave her, it was like he understood.

Her heart started thumping all over again. She excepted to die. His smirk no longer upon his lips. He had an unreadable expression. She lost hope when she felt a hand on her upper arm, but it was gone as quickly as it came.

And that was it.

"You're dismissed" There was a pause. "I'll take it from here" He then smirked at her, one of his rare and kinder smirks.

Klaus still had his grip on her. Her attacker had stormed off in a huff. Obviously angry about being dismissed and losing his meal. Caroline was still in a lot of shock. Didn't know whether to feel relieved or terrified, truthy she felt a bit of both. Funny enough she didn't know just how much of a monster she gained.

Looking around there was nothing left of the village. Caroline tried to look around for her parents but didn't get much of a chance with Klaus's harsh grip on her arm. She did try to pull herself free while he was otherwise distracted, or at least she thought he was. But even when she didn't have his full attention she wasn't going anywhere. He even smirked at her, like he found her attempts amusing. Besides that, he didn't say much towards her and his face was mostly unreadable.

He eventually led her over to a big and intimating looking horse. It was double the size of her. Caroline loved horses, they were gorgeous creatures and this black stallion was no exception. For a second, she was entranced by the creature but broke out of it when she was thrown towards it. She only had an instant before two manly hands grabbed hold of her hips and without any warnings and lifted her onto its back. The action surprised her so much she even let out a little squeak. She watched him leave for a moment, and she instantly thought about making a run for it. However, the parade of vampires around had her rethinking that decision. She saw everyone else start to saddle up as well. Klaus eventually made his way back and without a word he climbed up on the same horse, she was on. She definitely wasn't excepting this. Her body became rigid, he had no regard for boundaries.

She sat there and considered everything. While he adjusted both them and the saddle. He was so close to her, it was didn't seem appropriate. She saw a bunch of girls and some boys being taken and they didn't seem to have to share a horse with one of the men. She would rather be on the back of a wagon with the rest. She felt their horse move before anyone else's and before she knew it everyone was following behind. They were leading. She kept looking back and she felt Klaus's chest vibrate with a chuckle.

They had been riding for about two to three hours. He had ignored her for most of the ride, and for that she was thankful. Though, it also bothered her. He saved her from that other vampire, for what? What did he want? She knew what she wanted, she wanted her mother. Her mother might not always have been affectionate in fact, she was rarely ever was. But she didn't care. She didn't even know if her parents were alive. It made her want to burst into tears. But she wasn't going to do that when she was trapped between his strong arms. The sickling feeling in her stomach was still there. Now she was just tired and afraid of what their next stop will bring.

The more the night moved on, the colder it got. Caroline was starting to shiver, hugged her shoulders trying to protect herself the night chill. She didn't predict a smooth blanket to appear, to cover her bare skin. She jumped a little when she realized it was, in fact, Klaus who was covering her. She didn't want to accept it but was too tired and cold to fight him, so instead, she sat still as the lenient material covered her.

"So… you never did tell me your name love" His voice was a surprise. He spoke to her calmly. Astonishingly, considering he recently just growled at an 'incompetent Moran' how he so delicately put it. Whatever he might believe, she wasn't being stubborn or trying to ignore him. She simply just didn't know what to say. Was she now to engage in polite chit-chat with her kidnapper. "I understand you're still adjusting sweetheart. But you should know… I hate to say things twice" and just like that. The calm began to fade. "A beautiful girl such as yourself must have a beautiful name"

She dared to not scoff at his words. She dared to be brave, but it was hard. He was bigger, stronger, and older. "It's Caroline, where are you taking me?" Deciding to ignore his last comment.

"Caroline" Testing it out on his lips. It sounded oddly smoothing with his accent. "Seems I was right, not only beautiful but a strong name too, if I'm not mistaken" His words made her feel a little awkward.

There was a pause. She didn't know if he was waiting for her to respond or if he was done speaking. Either way, she didn't know what to do. "I just… want to know where we are going?" She kept her voice light, not wanting to piss him off and hoped he would just tell her.

She felt a breath he let out, as he smirked. "Why… I'm taking you home" his voice sounded confused. Like it was a silly question. He stunned her by moving closer. Brought his lips to her ear. She felt him smirk against the shell of her ear. "My little bird"

"I'm not a bird" She felt herself get angrier and it just increased when she heard him chuckle. She would rather him get angry at her for talking back. At least then she would know he was taking her seriously. "What would you like to be love?"

She didn't answer. There's was no way she could without it coming out wrong. So, she remained quiet. She just saw all her loved ones and the village she grew up in, everything she knew burn to the ground. She was alone, scared, and now… angry. She also still had no idea what he wanted. She was expecting the worse. Drain her, rape her, use her.

It was like having a whole conversation in her head and every sentence she brushed present a new emotion. "Are you scared, Caroline" His voice sounded genuinely curious.

"No" Clearly a lie, they both knew it.

"Lying to me already. Very bold" One of his hands let go of the reins and latched on to her arm, it made her shiver. "Am I making you nervous, Caroline?" She tried to pull away, but it was kind of hard when she had nowhere to go. She could tell he was enjoying this.

Her words just came out naturally. "I'm not nervous, I just find you repulsive" She felt a little delight. For a moment. However, the silence that followed didn't bring any enjoyment and it only grew from there. Had she angered him?

"You should watch how you speak to me, love" His voice was threatening and lined with anger. "I can always feed you to the dogs if you'd like" His voice monotoned. The jokes were clearly over.

How she itched to snap back. Needless to say, she had a history of letting her opinions get the best of her. When he raised his large, manly hand and started running it up her arm. It felt awkward and oddly comfortable at the same time. She took a deep breath in when his hand disappeared from her arm and grazed her soft child-like cheeks. "Such a pretty little thing" She wasn't used to a man being so forward with her.

He is so confusing. Calm then angry, then back to calm again and then… you get it. It also hadn't escaped her notice that everyone seemed to keep their distance and the people that did approach seemed quite nervous.

A bucket of Caroline nervous came to play when a ridicules large castle came into view if you could even call it a castle. It made Caroline completely speechless.

"Something wrong, love" Though, his question seemed concerning. His tone, however, told Caroline he knew exactly what was 'wrong'. It was still dark, and they were still a fair while away, so it was hard to see the whole place. Yet, it was easy to see the places beautiful and luxury's, and scary qualities. The perfect prison it would come to be. That's how she saw it, the first time she ever laid eyes on it and the thought petrified her.

Klaus signed. "Don't be nervous, love. You'll be fine"

She walked the halls with one destination in mind.

They were now in France, Klaus had been gone for three weeks on business and he was finally back. Excitement welling up inside her. She tried to walk properly, but she couldn't help but quicken her pace. She had finally arrived at the door of the throne room and was greeted with two guards on either side.

She looked at them and thought carefully about her words "umm… Je suis ici pour voir sa grâce" Klaus had and was technically still trying to teach her French. They moved around so often though, it was like learning only a third of one language before having to deal with another. She seemed to get something right in her words though, due to the guard understanding her intention.

He opened the large wooden door to reveal the royal throne room. Klaus saw stood on the bottom step to the platform of the cathedra, both his and Elijah's eyes fell on her. Klaus instantly smirked faintly at the sight of her. She felt a smile of her own come out. She felt her body bouncing about like a little girl. Elijah was standing in the center of the room, she felt herself grow a little disappointed that she had now found Klaus alone. However, she was happy to see him as well all the same.

The guard bowed formally "Lady Caroline, Votre grâce"

She stepped further into the room. Bowed deeply and respectfully to Klaus and Elijah just like she was taught. Elijah didn't bow but respectively nodded his in her direction. "Votre grâce. mon seigneur" She spoke breathlessly. Finding it hard to keep her excitement in.

Klaus, however, seemed to notice it. Elijah appeared as though he was going to speak to her, but Klaus cut him off. "That will be all Elijah" Elijah didn't argue, he just took the hint and sent smile and nod to Her. In return, she gave her own small smile.

He shortly after made his departure. The moment Caroline heard the door close, she was standing in front of Klaus in a flash using her vampire abilities. He was still a few centimeters taller than her. He didn't seem affected in the slightest by her sudden movements, but she didn't care. Without a moment's thought, she grabbed the back of his neck and slammed his lips down to her own. He responded immediately, matching her enthusiasm. His lips were nice and soft as usual, and as expected had a little cold, but not in a terrible way. Her little pink lips always felt so warm. It was a good balance.

His hands had come to wrap around her waist. Pushing her hard against his body. She felt his excitement growing. She moaned into his mouth, it felt so good to kiss him again. She hated when he left as he did, she felt most at home when he was around. "God, I've missed you" She managed to say between their kisses. She felt him smirk against her lips.

Such to Klaus's protest she pulled away from his lips. She gave him a sweet smile at the growl he'd let go. "So, how did it go?" Wanting to know what to expect. She sensed good news seeing as what high spites he was in.

"Everything is where it should be" His hand moved down to the front of her dress and begin to untie it. "The witches no longer pose as a threat" Attempting to removing the top layer of her gown. "The silly human army from the east, is no more" She lost a little of her smile at those words, while his just seemed to get bigger. "and now we have gained the allies we require".

"And you thought it right to just slaughter them all?" she questioned strongly. Displeased by this. Klaus stops his movement at her comment. The smirk was slowly discarded from his face. Turning around and looking rather repulsed at her care for them. She had never enjoyed killing people, it didn't thrill her as it did him. He climbed the remaining stairs to the thrones plat-form. "I just mean, was it entirely necessary?" She heard a scoff become from him.

He was always so temperamental. He fell on the magnificent, large red cathedra. "Haven't we already had this conversation love" he spoke tiresomely of the topic. Looking away in clear disinterest.

"Doesn't mean we can't have it again-"

"That's enough Caroline" He swiftly cut her off. He didn't shout, he spoke calmly. It was more of a warning. A warning to stop or she'll be met with the storm. She saw the coldness in his eyes and the anger it was holding. So, she let the matter go. Klaus took a moment to regain control of his emotions. One again he grabbed her shoulders in his large hands "sweetheart" He pulled her close. "This is the way things are" He gently laid a kiss on her smooth cheek, before leaving the room. Caroline watched him out with a sad expression.

The night they entered the castle Caroline was ready for everything to end. For her fate to be sealed for good. Whatever he had it store for her. But she didn't expect what happened next.

The next few weeks went by so slowly. It wasn't what she assumed. After they arrived he took her straight to his room and that's where she stayed. He instantly laid down a set of rules for her.

Firstly, she was only allowed in his room and that was all. She wasn't to leave.

She tried to once and needless to say after he caught her. She didn't try a second time. He had thrown her against the wall with terrifying anger. She thought he was going to kill her. But he seemed to realize his strength. He swore and roughly picked her up from the ground. That said a lot about Klaus, that was the nicest he could get.

Secondly, she was to sleep in his bed.

That was one of his more irritating requests. Of course, she refused but that only added to his sick enjoyment and as Caroline was yet to learn. Klaus always got his way in the end. When he requested it, she simply told him to go to hell and where she expected him to scream or even hit her. He just took a breath and smirked. He then followed by telling her she can sleep there willingly or, she can choose to sleep somewhere else in the room… but naked. Wasn't much of a choice. So, she chose the first opinion and with that crawled into the bed 'fully' dressed. Not an inch of skin showing. Sure, it was hot, itching, and incredibly uncomfortable to sleep in. But she didn't care, they had no business sleeping together. Needless to say, it pissed him off which was just a bonus. She might never be able to make him ever really and truly suffer but she did find pleasure in irritating him.

Thirdly, she would obey him

She did do what he asked. Mainly because she didn't want to deal with his rage. She saw how he struggled to keep it in check. Although she didn't leave the room. She saw how his brother, Elijah tried to assist. She liked and was a little afraid of Elijah. She was afraid of them all, but Elijah was always nice towards her.

Fourthly, no back talking

That one was a little more difficult to follow through with. Especially since he was the one being a dick most of the time. But it was also like asking her to change her personality. Caroline, like her mother, always had her opinions and like any strong woman fought for what she felt was right.

She hated every single rule, but she didn't see another way. She wasn't exactly in a position of power and Klaus always made sure she remembered that.

Day three, she had not bathed at all. She was still completely dirty, she also was starting to smell. Klaus demanded many times for her to bathe. At first, it seemed as though he was going to wash her himself, but like hell that was ever going to happen smoothly and they both knew it. So, he had a few of the maidservant's 'help' her. She still didn't feel comfortable undressing, but the dried blood and dirt were starting to itch uncomfortably and create an unwelcoming smell. After her bath, she found that the women who had so 'generously' helped her took away all her old clothes, and left her with a single shift. That was all. Of course, she wasn't pleasured by this. One of the women told her that this clothing choice was chosen specifically by his grace. Like she hasn't figured that out already.

She had only interacted with a handful of people. Klaus's brothers Elijah, a few trusted maidservants came through at times and Klaus's manservant.

Tonight, there was a social event going on down in the castle. Which left Caroline alone in Klaus's chamber. She was seated on of the chair facing the fireplace. She sat only in her shift. Her long, blond flowing locks free to lay upon her shoulders and down her back. Going to bed, it was not liking she would be taking by sleep. It was dead silent in the room apart from the crackling of the fireplace. Klaus had ordered it to be stock before he left to keep the room nice and warm for her. She barely ate the food that the servant brought her.

Klaus had left a while ago for the affair. She felt benumbed to everything. She hated being cooped up. She felt like her life had no purpose anymore. She might not have had much freedom before, but she still had freedom. Day after day she felt like a caged bird and that was clearly how he saw her. Of course, she was now living in one of the most luxurious castles ever built.

She hadn't seen any of the other rooms but getting to know Klaus. It wouldn't be surprising if his turned out to be the biggest bed chamber in the castle. Everything was so elegant and upper class. Certainly, fit of a king. From the elegant furniture to the bedsheets. Everything was held in high esteem. Caroline had to admit the sheet were very soft and if she a prisoner she properly would have enjoyed it. On the other hand, her body also wasn't used to such a soft bed. It just added to her difficulty sleeping.

Shortly after though she finally felt her eyes begin to get heavy, but when that large chamber door opened, and it woke her up once again. She looked over to see Klaus walking through the door. He looked a little-pissed off, though that seemed to fade when he saw her.

"Your still awake, love?" Irritation clear in his voice. Seeing no point in confirming what was clearly obvious, she decided not to respond. He didn't seem pleased that she was out of bed. She had also noted his slurring words. When he strolled past her to get to his desk, she could smell the faint similar scent of alcohol. She decided to just watch the flames dancing between orange and red.

"Niech to szlag" She had no idea what he just said. But by the venom in his voice and the way he had slammed down on the table creating a horrendous sound of wood cracking. Caroline instantly tensed up in her chair, not expecting his actions.

The room began still again. She heard him approaching from behind her. She remained motionless, even her breathing. She just continued to stare at the flames. Now with a goblet of his chosen liquid, she observed as he sat down in the opposite chair. He looked defeated by tonight night's trials. Taking a sip from his goblet, his eyes had fallen upon her. It made her dreadfully nervous. He was impossible to read, she desperately wanted to know what he was thinking right now. She was fidgeting, her eyes moving back and forward between the fire and him.

"My apologies love?" He spoke tiredly. His eyes slipping towards the pit. "It's been a… tedious night" adding a longing sigh. His head fell back onto the seat. He seemed really to sleep there.

She thought for a while, in the past few weeks Klaus seemed the most pleased when she interacted and engaged with him. "W-what happened?" The sound of her voice causes him to lean his head to the side and look at her. She felt a moment of regret, worried he might not have wanted her response. "Sorry"

The way his head snapped up made her want to retreat. "Why are you sorry?" His voice contained curiosity.

"It's not my business Your grace" She spoke softly.

He rolled his eye and scoffed at her statement. "That hasn't seemed to stop you before" He didn't seem angry by the information he seemed to notice about her. He even sent her a smirk.

"You weren't long" His smirk widened.

"Maybe I was just eager to get back to you little bird"

She just looked at him up and down before turning her back on him once again. She heard a minor chuckle behind her. "My words do not flatter you, love?" She shifted in her seat. Again, choosing to ignore him. It would be impossible to reply without it sounding wrong or sending him a spiteful comment.

"You look wonderful with your hair down like that" He whispered. She met his eyes, she saw that look a few times from a man. She didn't exactly know what it was or call. But she felt anxious as his eyes roamed down her body. When eyes got lower she pulled her shift more over her exposed legs. He seemed to notice how uncomfortable she felt and in return diverted his eyes. "I'm making you uncomfortable" His eyes returning to hers. Her eyes seem to tell him everything. "You needn't be afraid" He got up and walk over to the table once more, she heard him refilling his drink. "I'm not going to hurt you"

Caroline turned to see him downed his drink in one. After finishing up he placed everything back and turned to her. He walked over to the chair she was sitting in. "I believe it's time for bed sweetheart" He looked down at her waiting for her to move. She stared at him for a while, before getting up and slowing moving towards the giant bed. Klaus not far behind her. Approaching the bed, she raised on top and made herself comfortable on what had become her side. He didn't follow her straight away. She had her back to him, but she could hear the sound of discarded clothing. After a moment she felt a dip in the bed. He stayed on his side and didn't touch her. For that she was thankful. She stayed awake for most of the night listening to his deep breathing.