AN: I own nothing of the vampire diaires, I am merely playing around with the characters
Sorry guys I can understand if you hate me for dissappearing but my laptop is broken so I have had to find a substitute.
Chapter 4: -Every Princess Deserves a Castle
Caroline had been nervous the entire car journey to the Mikealson mansion, constantly fidgeting as her own thoughts tormented her with the reminder that her participation in the event was completely voluntary. Her mind was plagued by doubts about the people Bonnie and Elena had fallen victim to, all because of her own selfish and naive need to make things in Mystic Falls the way they were before chaos broke loose. Caroline leaned against the cool glass of the car window; looking on at the endless forest as she reminisced about the days when all she had to care about was cheerleading practice and her next outfit for the latest social event. Pulling up in front of the grand building that stood before her it was clear, those days were long gone.
Rebekah giggled and danced all the way back to the Salvatore boarding house, a clearly annoyed Stefan following her in tow.
"So now that I'm a Princess, does this mean you have to do my bidding?" she enquired in a mock curiosity.
"No it doesn't actually" Stefan replied coldly as he searched his brain for a way to tell Rebekah he had been compelled into the bidding by her brother Kol without losing one of his limbs.
"Hmmm" Rebekah pondered aloud, "I could always make you" she smiled with a bitter sweet glint in her ice blue eyes.
Stefan raked his hand through his dark blonde hair at the mess he had gotten himself into. he was desperately trying to be careful and play the girl at her own game, but playing push and pull with any of the originals was a difficult tactic in which required certain skills.
"Okay, I will consider doing a few simple tasks... for a princess" he announced standing outside the boarding house with his arms crossed.
"Excellent, now carry me through the threshold" Rebekah demanded playfully, loving the feeling of power.
Stefan obliged rolling his eyes at the stupidity of the whole situation, his thoughts were with the girls that had to suffer through an original or his brother.
"Your castle, my dear sweet Caroline" Klaus announced as they stepped through the doors of the mansion.
"Enough already with the compliments and pet names, its not real I'm not actually a Princess Klaus" Caroline informed him with a brutal stare.
Klaus smiled to himself at her stubborn behaviour, she always did play hard to get and the more he tried the harder it was.
"Anyway as its quite late in the night I would appreciate being shown my room please" she mumbled trying desperately to avoid the stare he was giving her, as the room suddenly became smaller than she had originally thought and a tad warmer too under his strong gaze.
He said nothing but began walking up the large white marble staircase; at a slow pace as though he was dragging out the journey to her new room for his own entertainment. With one last sigh she followed him through the extravagant house, stomping her feet like a child in a tantrum.
"...And this will be your room for the duration of your most wonderful stay with us" Stefan gestured with his hand still clutching the door in hopes she doesn't ask him to stay the night.
Rebekah looked up through her eyelashes at the man in the doorway, "Thank- you Stefan although I was hoping to stay in your bed.."
"That can be arranged if you really want then I will sleep in here and you can have my room" he quickly cut her off.
A sly smile crept across Rebekah's face at his not so subtle rejection, "Oh Stefan you know that is so not what I meant".
Backing slowly out of the guest room he somewhat smiled at the blonde girl, "Goodnight Rebekah" he stretched out in hopes to emphasize his point.
The door was almost closed when Rebekah called out to him, "Stefan... there is nothing much in here, it's so empty" she whispered softly.
He cringed at the innocence in her statement, he wasn't like the others in that he thought they should all suffer at the actions of Klaus and despite all her bad points he still saw the good in her.
"We wern't actually expecting guests" he replied slowly allowing her time to digest the information.
"Oh okay" was all Rebekah could say before settling down behind the sheet.
The room to which Caroline had been allocated was more classy and gorgeous than any hotel she had ever been to; the large king sized bed stood proudly in the centre of the room with its baby pink satin sheets and silver rimmed pillows, the wall paper looked extortionate with its large floral patterns with the matching colours of pinks and silver, the carpet was cream coloured and felt softer than any material ever made before. In keeping with the room were furnishings such as a desk, flat screen tv and all the usual things one would find in a guest bedroom.
"Fit for your royal needs, your Majesty" he asked appearing from thin air as per usual.
Caroline stumbled back into his had chest slightly taken back by the beauty of the room and the shock of his so sudden appearance. " Haven't you ever heard of knocking" she snapped at him.
"You are very welcome my dear Princess" he nonchalantly told her through a grin.
"Okay can we please stop with the whole royalty thing, I am not a real Princess Klaus its all a game remember" she quipped already tired of his flirting.
His face turned serious now as he took a final step towards her closing the distance entirely until his face was millimetres from her own. "No Caroline you are so very right how rude of me, you are not a princess". His face inched impossibly closer, hips lips gently grazing hers yet barely touching at all. "My dear Caroline... You are so much more than that".
When she looked up to question him, he was gone.
A/N: Don't worry Kennett chapter is coming soon
I hope everyone appreciates the little bit of klaroline going on