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Bond
Bonnie was almost asleep in a chair when the King and Lord Stefan entered the hallway in which she was waiting. Lady Caroline rushed in behind them.
"It's time." She said cheerily, pulling the witch to her feet. The blonde fussed around her until her husband cleared his throat. Caroline fixed one last piece of hair then nodded to Bonnie to join the King in front of the double doors. Bonnie tried to quiet her nerves. Her heart was trying to burst from her chest and run all the way home to her Grams. When she took her place by the King he glanced at her bored.
"She looks lovely, doesn't she your majesty." Lord Stefan urged.
"She looks the part." The King said looking closer at her. He rolled his eyes. "She's supposed to be the mother of my child, Caroline not a tavern harlot." The King said looking at her painted face. He removed his scarf, he moved to grab her chin but the witch shied away from him.
"Just because I'm bound by contract to bare your child doesn't mean you get to control my life."
"I simply want my people to see the real you. You're a pain, but you are striking."
Bonnies swallowed at his comment. Stefan and Caroline exchanged glances. The King reached for her chin again and removed the excess makeup until he recognized the green-eyed girl who lambasted him in the library.
First the bookshelf, and now an actual compliment. Bonnie, he's the devil. He massacred hundreds of people. He hates humans, and he will hate your child. I'm not going to be one of those stupid angels that followed Lucifer to hell.
"Now you look mostly worthy of your position beside me." Niklaus said throwing his scarf at a servant.
Bonnie pursed her lips. "And he's back." The witch mumbled.
Second later the doors swung open and Niklaus linked his arms in hers and they walked into the hall. The Lower Court was packed. Everyone was yearning to get a glimpse of Bonnie and the King. The couple reached a platform in the center of the room covered in candles, verbane, and wolfsbane. Runes were carved into the floor of the platform. The King helped Bonnie unto it and climbed up after her. The crowd clapped until the old dragon slithered into the room.
Bonnie was still as a statue as Kael completed the pairing ceremony. She was worried about the bite and worse, the kiss. Yes, she was aware that her priorities might be a tad backwards. Bonnie had zoned out and was a little embarrassed when the king had to call her back into the present.
"Bonnie." He called above a whisper, amusement in his eyes. He knew she was scared, and he liked it. It was a sick vampire thing.
-o0o-
Niklaus was excited. He could say it was the predator sensing that blood was near but it was more than that. He hadn't felt this way about biting someone in years. Bonnie's humming heartbeat was like music to his ears. The scent of fear was intoxicating. He was happy.
The moment was finally here. He stepped closer to the witch inhaling her scent. He thought she would back away but she moved in closer to him. His lips brushed against her in warning. He pressed against her pulse then opened his mouth delicately breaking her skin with his teeth. Her blood was blissful.
As her blood rushed down his throat, its power began to take hold inside of him. He released her reluctantly. The vampire checked her over to make sure he hadn't hurt her too much. She looked no worse for wear.
She glanced down. He followed her eyes and realized his hands were still wrapped around her hips. He let her go, as the crowd erupted into cheers.
-o0o-
Bonnie narrowed her eyes at the King. He seemed dazed. Maybe he was allergic to her blood. Wouldn't that be great? Bonnie tore her eyes away from the hybrid when a small explosion went off above their heads.
"Fin! Now to seal the pairing with a kiss." The dragon hissed.
Bonnie had been so distracted by Niklaus's bewildered look she forgot about this part. Her heart was sprinting again. It slowed when she saw the King come back to his normal arrogant self, his lips pulled into a cocky grin. She would not let him affect her like this.
Next thing she knew she was being pulled into Niklaus's arms. Their lips met briefly and then the Hybrid released her. The crowd booed.
"I'm not sure that was sufficient enough to seal the bond." Kael said smiling. The king rolled his yes.
"Our lips met, seer. I'm sure it will suffice. I don't want to spook the poor girl. We all know she is inexperienced in such things." The king said in a lowered voice.
The Dragon, and the King's inner circle chuckled since they were nearest to the platform. Lady Caroline rolled her eyes. Bonnie reddened in embarrassment. She was tired of his snippy remarks. She grabbed the king by the collar and smashed her lips into his.
The crowd cheered as the witch devoured those red lips. She lost herself and her tongue slipped into his mouth. The king growled pulling her closer. She could feel him growing excited. The witch pulled away in a moment of sanity. The king was looking at her like he wanted to gobble her up. The crowd whistled as she stepped off the platform, and escaped back into the hall.
Yes, she was on a road straight to hell.
-o0o-
It had been three weeks since she had seen the king. Well, all of the king. She saw his little guys everyday. The witch didn't want to admit it but magical copulation wasn't working. The witch was feeling the pressure since the first conception had been announced in their cohort. Lexa was going to make Sir Tyler a proud father. She wondered if the King would be proud of their child.
It wouldn't matter if she couldn't conceive. She knew what would happen if this didn't work soon. The King would want to try it the old fashioned way. Bonnie knew that had to be stopped at all costs. At all costs.
She couldn't become Camille. She couldn't hide her true self away from the world to make others feel comfortable. She couldn't sleep with a man she didn't love. She wouldn't take a back seat to a conniving vitch.
Bonnie could imagine loving King Niklaus made Greta the way she was. It must be hard to be devoted to a man who is not as true to you. You must remember that Bonnie while he's giving you books, and fancy chambers. She wondered what gifts he used to lure the vitch in. You're at just as much risk to turn into Greta, eaten up by bitterness, and rejection.
Bonnie looked at herself if the mirror. It's just a business transaction. In ten years time, the witch knew that court gossip would be just as unkind to her. She wouldn't be the cruel harpy, or the daft trophy, she'd be the help, she'd be barrister Donovan.
-o0o-
Kael wiped Qetsiyah's brow. It couldn't be much longer. The soothsayer was amazed the sorceress had lasted this long. Her lungs were struggling to pull in enough oxygen. Her ragged breaths echoed in the room.
The dragon was taken over by emotion. What would this world be like without the blood witch in it? The loss of this kind of talent, this kind of power was a tragedy.
Qetsiyah's eyes popped open. Kael jumped. The old woman smiled at the serpent then her eyes fluttered back closed.
The blood witch was up to something. No wonder she had held on for so long. She was waiting, biding her time. She had one last spell to add to her legend.
Kael smirked and sent her maidservant to find some hot water and coffee beans. She would assist her old friend in any way possible, and right now the blood witch needed breath.
-o0o-
Bonnie waited in the lower court ballroom. The hall was deserted, but no less magnificent. The witch had the urge to do a cartwheel the space was so cavernous, but her mood stopped her.
The king burst into the room, his boots echoing off the walls as he swaggered to the throne. Bonnie expected him to sit but he stopped in front of her. He was sweaty and breathing hard. He was also dirty and his clothes ragged. His shirt was torn, and the witch could see slashes of his hard chest beneath the material. Bonnie tried to focus.
The king waved his hand and a servant appeared from thin air with a goblet. The King drank deeply, wiped his mouth, and handed the cup back to the servant who disappeared just as quickly.
"You wanted to see me." Niklaus said staring. She could fill his breath on her face.
"I wanted to talk to you about the magical copulation spell. I need more supplies." Bonnie said.
"I've supplied you with enough herbs to have ten children by now. Maybe what you need is a more skilled mage."
Bonnie pursed her lips. He always doubted her abilities.
"Kael would be happy to help." He said ignoring her attitude.
"I know the spell. I can do it myself." Bonnie said through clench teeth.
"Knowing the spell and having the power to pull it off is two different things. If Kael is not to your liking then I can ask Greta."
"No." Bonnie rejected. The king rolled his eyes.
"Look little witchling, I know she can be petulant, but she is powerful and knows her craft." Niklaus said softening his voice like he was talking to a five year old. Bonnie's only natural response was to act like a toddler.
"I am just as powerful, and I have been trained extensively in childbearing spells. I just need more time." Bonnie argued.
"Time is not what I have. You will accept another mage's help or you will admit the spell is not working. Which you knew was a possibility because of the magic in our blood." Bonnie crossed her arms. The king blinked at her. The witch sighed and gave in.
"I prefer Kael." Bonnie mumbled. Niklaus smiled and couldn't help rousing her.
"Greta's better."
"She also hates me. I don't want her poisoning me or my child."
"She wouldn't dare." Niklaus said a hint of malice creeping into his voice. Bonnie stared up at him.
"You will have Kael's assistance starting tomorrow. You have three days Bonnie."
"Three days! Nature doesn't work that way." Bonnie said her hands flying to her hips.
Niklaus glanced down at her hips, and the pairing ceremony flashed in his head, as it had been doing for the past few of weeks. The king had taken to hunting and rutting incessantly to get it out of his head. Greta and Camille both were hiding from him now. He had started bedding groupies. Nothing was working. The witch had infected him.
"We aren't dealing with nature are we?" Niklaus said stepping close to the witch. He was looking at her lips, thinking about the last time they were his.
Bonnie swallowed. He was trying to intimidate her or worse, seduce her. She wasn't having it. Her traitorous brain called up a picture of her with giant wings falling from heaven. Stop that!
"The spell will work." She said basking in the king's body heat.
"If not, I'm afraid I'm going to have to unlock those knees." Niklaus said in a whisper, his mouth hovering in front of hers.
"It won't come to that." Bonnie said swallowing.
"So adamant. What are you afraid of? Too afraid you'll like it." The king's breath tickled the witch's face.
"Afraid I won't be able to wash off your stench." Niklaus moved in closer to the witch his lips almost touching hers. Bonnie licked her lips in anticipation. The king turned abruptly.
"Three days." He said stomping out of the hall. Bonnie sighed. The spell must work.
-o0o-
"The spell isn't working." Kael said washing her hands.
"Look little one. I know this isn't what you wanted, but you are going to have to lay with Niklaus."
"There must be something else. Anything else."
"I've tried everything in my power." The seer said slithering over to the table. She began to gather her things when she noticed the bookshelf in the corner. The seer pulled a book off the shelf.
"Where did this come from?"
"The king's library I suppose." Bonnie said too worried about her contract to discuss books.
"This book belonged to the blood witch, there is no way the King had this or gave it to you."
"Those books were here when I got here. The ones I read are stamped with the royal seal. I haven't gotten to that one yet because I'm too busy trying to conceive a baby magically."
Kael smiled at the testy witch. She had gumption. Kael looked over the book in her hands and it hit her suddenly. It couldn't be. That tricky old hag. She put the book back on the shelf smiling to herself. Qetsiyah was one step ahead of them all.
"Bonnie. The spell isn't going to work. You're a witch with a powerful genome. You're a virgin. Niklaus is an original pureblood vampire. He was born a lycan. That's too much for the spell to overcome and pull together into one being. Nature is the only form of magic that is strong enough to do that. You're going to have to lay with him." Kael said slithering towards the door.
Bonnie sighed. Kael shook her head. "Silly witchling. You've been so worried about protecting your womb, that you forgot to guard your heart."