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So quiet a few people have asked if we get it from Caroline's POV. When she arrives, it will come around to her side, as well as Klaus and Hope's. It will explain what she's been doing, with whom etc. whether in her thoughts, rambles or conversation. I hope this helped.
Also each chapter is Hopes birthday so she is currently 13! xD
The style of letters will change from here, so I hope you enjoy them as much as Hope, (and me aha)
I think Caroline is keeping them anonymous because of Klaus' many enemies, she doesn't want to reveal them to any possible threats, she assumes Klaus knows its her and doesn't know of his denial, yet. ;)

Klaus' sisters and Hayley gathered around after Hope had opened all of her gifts on her thirteenth birthday, double checking the plans were on schedule for tonight's 'coming of age' ball Rebekah had insisted she throw for her niece.

Her argument won out due to the fact that Klaus threw a party or ball every year in October without any of his siblings interference and ignored their queries as to why he had mysteriously started the tradition since his return to New Orleans.

Rebekah had planned it all herself, using Hayley and Freya as her own personal minions. She invited trusted wolves, witches, vampires, selected humans from the factions, and Hope's friends.

Hope and Kol were singing and dancing in the family living room, Rebekah having gathered them in there so that she could get the house ready for that night. Klaus loved seeing his daughter so carefree and happy. It actually made him want to thank Kol for his eternal inner child personality.

She missed her uncle whenever he went off for a few months a year. Kol's wanderlust and adventurous spirit couldn't keep him tethered in one place for too long. However, his love for his niece and family dynamic kept him grounded in New Orleans for ten months out of the year and he never missed her birthday and Christmas.

The usual pink parcel was delivered to the mansion, just as mysterious as always. Hope brought it back in when she discovered it and settled down on the rug, opening it to find a pair of boxing gloves.

Everyone looked on in confusion. It hadn't been what they expected, thinking more along the lines of new books or art.

Hope retrieved the letter from the box and gasped.

"Oh my God, she actually wrote to me!" she exclaimed, a huge smile on her ecstatic face.

Miss Hope Mikaelson,

Coming into a teenager is difficult, and with added wolf hormones, it's probably even harder. Channel your emotions into learning to fight and defend. Not only does it relieve rage, especially when older, it can help you feel less defenceless against an attack. (Should one occur. I really hope it does not.)

You may be a woman but you are not weak.

Keep it a secret.

Use other's perception of you being 'weak' - whether in strength or knowledge.

Put it to your advantage.

Be strong and beautiful in every way possible.

All my love.

"Where are the quotes?"

"Why did they changed the format of the letter?"

"It is getting a bit personal now."

A chorus of voices came from the Mikaelsons as they questioned the change of routine in the letters sent to her.

"Maybe it's because I'm older now Daddy, I am thirteen now." Hope nonchalantly replied.

Klaus groaned, not needing the reminder of how fast his little girl was growing.

"Can we go practice tomorrow Daddy? Pretty please!" she jumped in front of her father, clutching the gloves in her one hand excited.

The men objected to Hope being taught to fight, still stuck in their old ways. Rebekah stuck up for Hope, saying that she didn't want Klaus treating her the same way as he did her when she wanted to learn how to use a sword. It was actually Hayley who voiced her concern about Hope's safety. Stating that whomever wrote the letter was actually talking some sense. It eventually won Klaus over, shocked that she actually agreed with something from the letters.

His daughter danced her way to her bedroom, happily ready to prepare herself for her ball with a beautiful, pink gown adorned in crystals hanging in her wardrobe as she looked forward to the next day when she would learn to fight with her father.

Any favourite parts you like in here? I love them all, but thats why I wrote them, LOL.

How amazing was AU week! You guys are amazing and very talented xD Cant wait for the next event :D