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Caroline felt her eyes burn from the sight before her, and slowly she turned her head to gaze at Klaus, and swallowed. "What the hell just happened?" She asked, breathlessly.

Klaus swallowed, and his chest lifted up and down as he tried to catch his breath as well. "You tell me, love." He answered, nodding his head.

She dropped her hands from his chest, and lifted her right hand to her head. "I was reading the inscription on the wall, and then…" She paused, as she lifted her eyes to his, to find him smirking.

"You kissed the hell out of me." He finished, as she dropped her hand, and glared at him.

"Could you be serious for one minute?!" She yelled, as she turned away from him.

He rolled his eyes, and shook his head. "I am being serious, Caroline." He returned, as she turned around.

"Don't you dare!" She shouted, shaking her finger at him.

"Don't I dare what?" He asked, throwing his arms out.

She stepped sideways towards him, and glared at him. "Don't you dare call me Caroline!" She shouted, shaking her head, which was beginning to throb.

He narrowed his eyes, and returned her glare. "You should come with a bloody owner's manual you know that." He stated, pointing his finger at her. "You didn't seem to mind a few minutes ago." He added, as she straightened her back, and turned away from him.

"How are we going to get out of here?" She asked, absently, changing the subject.

He rolled his eyes, and grasped her left arm, and turned her to face him. "Why do you do that?" He asked, as her eyes dropped to his hand, and then back up to his eyes with a hard glare.

"Why do I do what?" She asked, trying to ignore the pain in her head.

"Why do you change the subject when it gets personal?" He asked, feeling his head beginning to ache from the back to the front.

She held his eyes, and felt her head nearly explode. "I…" She began, slowly shaking her head. Lifting her right hand to her head, she groaned.

He lifted his left hand to his head at the same time, and the pain hit them both hard, causing them to hit the floor with their knees.

"Klaus…" She groaned, and slammed her eyes shut as images began to fill her mind, and noticed before her eyes closed that he felt the same.

~XXX~

Chariots rolled through the courtyard of the giant building, and a young man stood at attention at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for the occupant to step down from the chariot.

The feathers from the back of the chariot lifted, and the man swallowed as a blonde haired beauty was revealed, and gently stepped down onto the sand.

Their eyes met, and time stood still for just a moment.

He tore his gaze away, and cleared his throat, before taking a step towards her. "You honor us with your presence, priestess." He remarked, clasping his hands in front of him.

The woman nodded her head with a kind smile, and stepped closer towards him. "The pleasure is all mine." She responded, in a melodic voice.

He bowed his head, and lifted his gaze to hers, taking in her long blonde hair in a neat braid on her shoulder, her long flowing white dress with gold emblems around the neck, signifying her important position.

She smiled at the gaze, and gazed at the man with the slight scruff on his face, a golden necklace around his neck, revealing his position as a priest of the high court, and his bare chest, all the way down to his skirt like dress around his waist.

Her blue-green eyes met his blue, and once again time stood still.

"I've been ordered to show you to your rooms, and then the Pharaoh would like to see you in the great hall once you are settled." He replied, as she smiled.

"Very well, lead the way, my lord." She responded, as he smiled, and bowed his head, before turning and headed up the stone steps towards the magnificent brick mud building, deemed the pharaoh's palace.

~XXX~

Caroline groaned, and slowly shook her head. What was going on? "Klaus…" She whispered, reaching for his hand as she fell the side.

He moaned, and reached for her hand, gently grasping it as another pain ripped through their heads, like a wall was being torn down, and they had no protection. "Uh….Caroline…."

~XXX~

She crossed her arms, and listened the gentle rap on the door, before turning to face the man she had met hours before.

"The Pharaoh would like your forgiveness, but there is a certain matter that has arisen, and needs immediate attention." He replied, softly.

She smiled, and bowed her head. "That is quite alright." She remarked, turning to face the window with the Nile River down below. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" She asked, smiling.

He stepped towards her, and gazed out the window for a brief moment, before looking at her with eyes that had never seen the sun. "Yes, it is." He answered, as she slowly turned her head, and caught his eyes.

"Did you even look at it?" She asked, almost breathlessly.

He smiled, gently, and shook his head. "Why should I when there is a more beautiful creature before me?" He asked, causing her to blush.

"You shouldn't say things like this to me." She whispered, turning away from him.

He sighed, and turned his gaze towards the river. "Why should I not?" He asked, after a moment. "We are both here to serve the Pharaoh. Why can't we be entitled to convey our thoughts to each other?" He asked, as she turned to face him.

"Because I am not worthy of such a compliment." She answered, shaking her head, lightly. "I am a priestess. A woman born and raised in the ways of Isis, and yet, I have been called here to…" She began, but trailed off as tears stung her eyes.

He sighed, and approached her. "I know. You have been called here to accept a proposal from the Pharaoh to be his wife." He whispered, as she bowed her head.

She shook her head. "I don't wish to marry him." She returned, lifting her head. "I have prayed for guidance, but nothing has come from it. Isis has abandoned me." She remarked, feeling his hand brush the tears from her face.

"Perhaps she sent you a sign, but you have not seen it yet." He whispered, as she turned her eyes to gaze into his.

"Such as…" She whispered, her heart racing in her chest.

He smiled, and leaned forward. "Open your eyes, and look with your heart." He whispered, brushing his lips over hers, knowing that it was wrong, but couldn't resist the temptation.

He had to know what her lips tasted like, and this was the only way.

She moaned, and opened her mouth to accept his, as her arms encircled his neck, bringing him closer. He placed his arm around her waist, and brought her closer to him, arching her back so she would fit to him like a glove.

Their mouths roamed over each other like a dance, a dance that left them shaking in their sandals, but they didn't care. This felt so right.

Slowly, breaking apart, they opened their eyes, and for a moment, they were the only two in the world.

She touched his face, and felt her soul warm as she gazed into his eyes. "That was a little forward, my lord. I don't even know your name." She whispered, as he smiled.

"Yes, you do, my lady." He whispered, as her eyes searched his, and it dawned on her who this man was.

"Niklaus…" She whispered, searching his eyes once more. "The young boy from the temple…"

He nodded, and lifted his left hand to touch her face. "Yes, dear Caroline," He whispered, as her eyes widened with recognition at her name.

"No one has called me Caroline in years." She returned, shaking her head.

He smiled, and leaned forward to brush his lips over hers. "Then, allow me to be the first." He whispered, and she shivered in his embrace.

They remained locked in a lover's embrace for what seemed like hours, until he stepped back, and bowed his head.

"I better leave before it goes too far, my lady." He whispered, as her hand grasped his.

"Will I see you again?" She asked, as his eyes lifted to hers.

He smiled, and lifted his left hand to brush her face. "Without a doubt," He answered, leaning forward to kiss her lips, tenderly, before leaving the room.

~XXX~

They both moaned, and tried to sit up as the pain eased for only a second, before it came again.

Caroline lurched forward, grasping her head with her hands, and fell against his body. What were those images? Why were they seeing them now?

She knew the answers to those questions, but she couldn't answer them now. "Nik…" She whispered, as his hand touched hers, and they fell once more onto the ground, allowing more images to break through the barrier set in their minds.

~XXX~

Caroline smiled, and ran into his arms as he entered the room. It had been weeks since she had arrived in Cairo, and even though she had met the Pharaoh once, she knew she could not love him. Not when she belonged to the man in her arms now.

"These days have seemed like eternity." She whispered, as his arms wrapped around her waist.

"I know." He returned, as they pulled back, and her hand caressed his face.

"Why should we waste another minute?" She asked, as his head tilted to the side. "I want to be yours, Niklaus, in every way imaginable." She added, as his eyes lit up with the prospect.

He started to shake his head, but found it impossible. "Caroline…" He began, but her lips silenced his words, and he was on a whirlwind of love as he held her closer to his body, taking all of her in, wanting more than what he had in his hands.

She pulled back, and stepped out of his arms. It was late in the evening, and everyone had fallen asleep, except them, and she knew her ladies would allow her the privacy she needed and wanted. She also knew they knew of her love for the high priest, Niklaus, and they were pleased, even if it wasn't with the Pharaoh.

Reaching up, she unsnapped her dress, and let it fall to her feet, revealing her bare body, untouched by hands and eyes until now.

"Caroline…" He choked out, shaking his head in disbelief. He had dreamed of becoming hers ever since she stepped out of the chariot, and now the moment had come, but he wasn't sure if he could.

She shook her head, and placed her left hand on his lips. "Don't over think, my love." She whispered, firmly. "Open your eyes, and let your heart guide you." She added, as he smiled with recognition.

Lifting her gently in his arms, he carried her to the bed in her room, and laid her down. With gentle hands, he caressed every inch of her body, sending waves of pleasure through her skin to her soul.

She cried out, lowly, as his hands cupped her breasts, and he dipped his head to take them into his mouth, one at a time.

She arched her back, biting her lip, knowing this was going to be the best decision she had made in a long time.

His lips worshipped her, as they traveled down her body, kissing, licking, sucking, and nibbling every inch of her body.

She arched her hips, as his lips touched her hips bones, and then lower, until her eyes shot open, and she arched her back from the pleasure he was giving her.

"Oh…by the…" She cried, as his tongue entered her body, and she couldn't hold back the pleasure.

He hummed, and licked her as she shivered and tensed before him. He smiled, and lifted his head, letting his fingers touch her wet heat, loving the feel of her surround him.

She opened her eyes, and reached for him, letting him lay beside her, as his fingers massaged her core, letting her become aroused once again.

She moaned, and tasted his lips, loving the taste. His fingers entered her, slowly, and she winced at the invasion, but didn't care. This was the man she loved, and this was his right. She had given him permission, just by letting him touch her.

"You can stop me anytime, my love." He whispered, but she shook her head.

"I'm yours." She whispered, taking his mouth with hers once again.

He hummed, and returned her kiss with passion, as his fingers massaged her inside. Gently, he removed his fingers, and rolled on top of her. "They will see." He replied, lowly.

She smiled, and touched his face. "My ladies will take care of the stain, my love." She remarked, as he smiled.

He brushed his lips over hers, and guided himself inside her body. He moaned as she surrounded him, and opened his eyes to find her wincing from the pain. "I am sorry, my love." He whispered, but she shook her head.

"Don't be." She returned, arching her hips to meet his, and in one swift action, he penetrated the wall inside, and made her his.

They lay like that for a few moments, taking in the feel of being connected. She kissed his lips, and brushed his face with her hand, knowing that this was a good decision for both of them.

He began to rock inside her, and the pain subsided, only to be replaced by pleasure, an enormous amount of pleasure.

She arched her hips against his, and lifted her legs to bring him closer, deeper, inside her. The new position caused her to cry out with pleasure, and her nails bit into his shoulders as the pleasure sang through her body.

He watched as she came undone beneath him, and he thought it was the most beautiful sight he had ever beheld.

Smiling, he lowered his face, and kissed her with abandon, as he felt her squeeze him, as they came together, both crying out each other's names in the stillness of the night.

They lay in the aftermath of their lovemaking, and he kissed her sweat covered forehead, brushing his left hand over her face.

"You were exquisite, my love." He whispered, as she lifted her eyes to his.

"I'm glad it was you." She returned, grabbing his face to kiss his lips, just before they drifted off to sleep.

~XXX~

Klaus opened his eyes, and found her watching him. The pain in his head eased, slightly, and suddenly he knew what was happening.

They were remembering a time long past. Lifting his eyes to the tomb, he took in the painting just above it. Now it all made sense.

Lowering his eyes, he found her still looking at him with new eyes, and for some reason he smiled.

"What?" She asked, with mild pain in her voice.

He lifted his right hand and touched her face. "My love," He whispered, though she could tell they weren't his words.

Still, she smiled, and scooted closer to him, brushing her lips over his for a brief moment. "My love," She returned, as they closed their eyes, and let sleep over take them.

As they held each other in the silence of the tomb, the light coming from the crypt, glowed brighter, and engulfed them once again.

This time, there was no pain, as memories flood more swiftly and was accepted more willingly by the two on the ground.

On the far wall, where Caroline had stood a few moments before, the words she had read glowed. For an instant, they began legible to read, and in the lines presented, four words stood out above all else.

Remember

Lovers

Curse

Death

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