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Realization

Bonnie lost herself in the hustle and bustle of the market. Today was the first day she had been out into the lower town. The village at the base of white oak castle was lively, a gathering of different people from all walks of life. They were all in the market seeking something… food, tools, and maybe even a little magic.

Bonnie walked from booth to booth-examining wares, happy to be in familiar surroundings. An old woman with skin like a crumpled paper sack offered her a salmon cake. Bonnie couldn't resist. She could smell onions and peppers in the fried patty. The witch bit into the cake and she was in heaven. The witch moaned. She hadn't had market food in months. The witch turned when she heard someone laughing.

"You look like your going to rob poor Clara of all her fish cakes." Barrister Donovan said giving the woman three onions from his basket. The woman smiled handing over five piping hot cakes she had just taken out of the grease.

Bonnie put a few coins in the woman's jar. Clara handed over another cake.

"It's been a while since I've had real food. I never thought I would say this but I'll take a kabob over prime rib right now." Bonnie said finishing off the rest of her cake.

"The King's cooks are pretty extravagant. I made the mistake and asked for pasta one time and got Linguine Carbonara with cauliflower and pancetta. Delicious…hell yeah…but not exactly the spaghetti and meatballs I was craving."

"I know what you mean." Bonnie said moving to the next booth.

"So what brings you to the lower town? Shopping for magical supplies? Nursery supplies?" The Barrister teased looking down at the witch's stomach. Bonnie sighed.

"No. I wish." Bonnie said picking up a rose quartz. She could use some harmony and balance right now. Especially with the King always pushing her buttons. The witch put it down thinking about the other healing properties the stone possessed. She had already given her self over to her lust for the king. She didn't need to fall in love with him.

"Really? I mean you didn't seem like the eager type." The barrister said watching the witch fawn over rocks.

"I'm not. I wasn't. I'm just kind of ready to get on with it. I'm ready to be here, amongst people. Where I belong." Bonnie said looking up from the booth. There was an empty cottage right across the street. It would be the perfect place for her shop.

"It's can be tough huh." The barrister said nodding to the blacksmith heading into the castle.

"Yeah…some parts. Not as tough as I thought though. It's weird." Bonnie said moving on to the next booth. Her nose wrinkled at the display of dried animal bones. Bonnie could not get into death magic. She moved on to the lovely redhead selling woodwork.

"Yeah. One minute you're trying to save your family's land. The next you're somebody's father. Well mother in your case." Matt said smiling at the woman. Bonnie watched the barrister haggle with the woman over a toy horse. In the end the Barrister got his toy for only five onions and one fish cake.

"For a former farmer, you seem really good at this." Bonnie said watching the man's ease navigating this lifestyle.

"What can I say I love my kid. I'm not a vampire. I'm not royalty. I'm just Grayson's dad, and that makes me the richest man in the kingdom."

"He stays with you?" Bonnie said wondering about the Barrister's family life.

"Yep. The first stipulation of my contract." Matt said stowing away his prize. He and Bonnie moved from booth to booth until her curiosity outweighed her tact.

"How do you deal with the stepparent issue?" Bonnie asked thinking of Greta being near her child.

"I mean that's his mother's husband. He's a arrogant bastard, but it is what it is." Matt said unbothered. He traded an onion for two mangos and passed the witch one.

"I don't know if I agree Barrister." Bonnie said watching the Barrister peel the fruit with his pocketknife.

"We're looking at it from an outsiders perspective, but here it's normal." Matt said biting into the fruit. Bonnie watched the juice drip down his chin. She turned looking for a cloth strap at one of the food booths. That's when she noticed the fair-headed man watching her.

"Grayson has so many half brothers and sisters. I think the only reason she bore Grayson was to get back at her husband." Matt said oblivious.

"Wow." Bonnie said half listening. The man turned and began walking up towards the castle.

"Wow is right, but her jealousy gave me my son. Her spitefulness saved my estate, and my mom and sister are taken care of. When Grayson turns 18. I'll go back home." Matt said continuing into the market. Bonnie looked back at the man but he was gone.

"Does she spend time with him?" Bonnie said turning to Matt.

"The Lady loves Grayson just as much as I do. I take him to school. She picks him up and brings him home. Our chambers are crowded with toys, books, and whatever she can spend the Lord's money on." Matt said looking at his toy horse again.

That look is what worried the witch. How could a human compete with a pureblood vampire? They were rich and powerful, and could buy our children's hearts and souls. They had already brought us.

"This world is surreal, to know that these monsters are capable of love for something other than themselves. Where was all this compassion during the war?" Bonnie said playing with silver necklaces hanging from a branch.

"Yep. You're definitely blood coven." Barrister said smiling at the scared booth attendant. The shriveled old man was staring at the witch in disbelief.

"What does that mean?" Bonnie questioned. She realized her mistake when the man shooed her away.

"I just don't know anyone brave enough to criticize the vampires in their own kingdom." Matt whispered, pulling her closer to his side.

"Am I lying?" Bonnie whispered back.

"No, but come on you're the King's…" The Barrister began.

"Don't say it. Today…I'm just Bonnie Bennett." Bonnie said walking over to a man selling bread.

"Okay…but you know he's going to be worse right. Your child is going to be a spoiled brat if the Hybrid King has anything to do with it." The Barrister said handing over the last of his onions. He got three loaves of rye in exchange.

"I don't know. I'm not sure what the King wants or why." Bonnie said placing a coin in the jar and picking up a roll. The man tried to give her change but Bonnie shook her head.

"Yeah…I'm not sure anyone knows that, but I do know he has a serious hang-up about family." Matt said biting into a piece of bread.

"He murdered his father in cold blood. And the cook just told me he stabbed and put all his siblings in a box." Bonnie whispered, learning her lesson from before.

"Yes, but their tombs are extravagant and immaculate. He visits them regularly. Last year when he was touring the country he took them everywhere he went."

"It's their portraits in his bedroom." Bonnie said more to herself. "Do you know their story? What happened?"

"No one talks about it. It was way before my time." The Barrister said. The man looked up. They were on the edge of the market and near the woods. "We should head back."

"Not before you introduce me, Barrister. Who is your pretty friend?" The man who was watching Bonnie earlier interjected.

Bonnie looked over the man and his rag tag group of friends. Smugglers. Stupid smugglers.

"You don't want to do this fellas." Matt said pushing Bonnie behind him.

"That's so sweet. Is this love? Does the vampires know you've been flirting with one of their whores all day?" A blonde woman said playing with a knife.

"She looks like Salvatore's taste. As much pussy as he gets, I bet he'd never miss her." Another man added licking his lips.

"Anton. I'm telling you and your dumb ass friends to walk away." Matt warned.

"Why because you're the royal barrister. They elected you babysitter of their human whores. I doubt the hybrid king even knows your name." Anton said moving closer.

"He may not, but he definitely knows h-" The barrister started grabbing for the knife on his belt.

"Barrister, don't spoil the fun. They're just being friendly. Besides they wouldn't even know what to do with a woman like me." Bonnie said stepping from around the man.

"Bonnie…" Matt said trying to grab the witch as she moved closer to the men and women.

"Bonnie. I like it. I like you too." Anton said reaching for the witch. Bonnie dodged the man's advances, spitting a hex at him. Seconds later his clothes were alight. Anton danced and cursed trying to put out the fire while Bonnie laughed. A couple of the man's goons were trying to help him.

Bonnie was amused. The Barrister perplexed. He kept looking around trying to grab the witch.

"Like the Barrister said walk away." Bonnie said calling up the wind and pushing the gang backwards. Her spell hit a shield. The witch pushed but it was no use. The witch dropped the spell looking at her hands.

When she looked back up, witches, hybrids, and vampires surrounded her, the barrister, and the smugglers. Bonnie looked at Maddox. His face was stone. Bonnie looked over to the Barrister.

Matt face was scrunched with grief. He shook his head with fear.

"They didn't know." Matt said swallowing.

"And now they will." Maddox said.

"Come on Bonnie. Let's go back to the Castle." Matt said grabbing her.

"Wait. What's going on? They were just being stupid." Bonnie said looking at her protector.

"Companion. I need you to return to the castle with the Barrister."

"Don't do this." Bonnie said her hands balling into fist.

"Wait…She's just a whore." Anton said his clothes still smoking.

"She is the King's companion and you are a memory."

"We didn't know." The blonde said her hand itching towards the bolts strapped to her back.

"Please don't do this." Bonnie said pleading with Maddox.

"Davina." Maddox said moving towards the men.

Bonnie rushed towards Maddox, she reached for him and the world split in two. Her body felt like it was trying to fold in on itself. Her head swam until it didn't. Bonnie looked up. Her arm was still outstretched but her and the barrister were in the hall outside her chambers. She could barely hear the screams of terror as she turned to the king's employee.

"Like I said, it can be tough sometimes." The barrister said quietly to the distraught witch. He looked down at his satchel pulled out his toy horse he handed it to the witch.

"Focus on why you're here. You have to or it will eat you alive."

Bonnie watched the man walk away from her through her tears.

-o0o-

When Bonnie arrived at the King's chambers she could hear the King yelling. The servant knocked and the door swung open instantly. Maddox walked out of the room with several cuts and bruises on his face.

Bonnie was alarmed. Fear, regret, and anger crashed into the witch as she looked over the man. Maddox and Bonnie eyed each other. The witch tried to convey her silent apologies. The warlock nodded slightly and walked away.

Bonnie was breathing hard when she walked into the room. The table was overturned and the King was sitting in chair drinking from a goblet. The witch could tell it was blood by the way the liquid coated his lips.

The witch just stared at the hybrid. His smugness bothered her.

"Let's be clear. I don't want your mouth anywhere near me after that." Bonnie said gesturing to the goblet.

"After what? Me dinning on the blood of the man who threatened to rape you?" The King said taking another swallow staring into her eyes.

"He didn't threaten to rape me. He-" Bonnie began.

"He what? Am I to assume you would have given him freely what I have to practically beg for every night?"

"He was being a dirt bag, an asswhole. I was handling the situation." Bonnie reasoned. She looked at the King who was clearly not moved. "They didn't deserve that fate." Bonnie whispered looking off into space. She looked back at the King who was still watching her silently.

"Like you've ever pleaded for anything a day in your life." She spat at him.

"I don't understand you. You call me a monster at every turn and then make me do monstrous things." The King said finishing the last of Anton's blood.

"So this is my fault? Please tell me how I compelled you to slaughter eight people? But not you, just your henchman. Cause you can't be seen in the lower town."

"My henchman wouldn't have been there. If you weren't."

"Oh so that's it. I'm suppose to sit in your tower and bare your children without having a life of my own."

"I never said that."

"Then what are you saying."

"I'm the king Bonnie." Bonnie rolled her eyes and sighed. She was tired of hearing that.

"Listen to me carefully and maybe you will learn this time. I am the king. I rule this land. I have enemies, enemies who want what I have. I don't have the luxury of compassion. Compassion is weakness and weakness is death. He tried to take what was mine. He had to die."

"And Maddox?"

"You shouldn't have even have had the chance to cast. That bastards blood should have been running as soon as he said hello."

"You're a lunatic."

"You're to be the mother of my children. Do you understand that?"

"Oh. I'm starting to. You're a possessive asswhole. I am not your property. You don't own me."

"And your naïve." The King said rising. He took off his shirt and moved towards the witch.

"I hate you." Bonnie said moving around the overturned table away from the king. She was looking everywhere except at his bare chest.

"I don't think you do. At least not all of you." The King said making a show of sniffing the air.

Bonnie scowled at him, knowing her heartbeat was giving her away.

"You're so angry with me right now and yet, your panties grow damp as we speak."

"Shut-up. You're"

"Disgusting. I know. Your like a broken record." Niklaus said kicking the table out of the way. Bonnie swallowed when he reached for the belt on his pants.

"But it's funny. Your mouth is saying one thing and your body another. For instance, your breathing is hitched." Niklaus said as his pants pooled at his feet. He stepped out of them, his member at attention. Bonnie tried her best not to look at him. She was still angry and horrified by what he had done. But lust unfurled in her like a cat. She wanted him.

"How did it feel Bonnie?"

"How did what feel?" Bonnie said annoyed with the man standing across from her and with herself.

"To know their deaths were because they had to misfortune to cross you." Bonnie's anger turned into fury as she faced a very naked Niklaus.

"You're the devil." She breathed out. Niklaus moved towards her like the predator he was.

"Underneath all the fear, righteousness, and anger is the thrill, the excitement… the power." Niklaus said moving in front of her. The witch stepped away but he grabbed by the waist and pulled her against him. His kissed the side of her neck, licking up to her ear.

Bonnie could feel his heat through her clothes. His dick pressed into her. He spun her quickly. Then slowly started to unlace the front of her new dress.

"How did it feel witchling when you saw the fear in their eyes." Niklaus kissed her on the cheek, as his hands pulled down the tops of her dress. "When they realized they had fucked with the wrong person." Niklaus said his lips moving to her chin, her dress falling to the floor.

"I'm not you. Power doesn't get me off." Bonnie said defiantly. Niklaus bit her on her exposed shoulder as he ripped her slip.

"You're a liar. Not even a good one" The hybrid said bending his head to a nipple. He pinched the other one. The Hybrid lifted her in the air by her ass. Her legs wrapped around his waist him. The hybrid smirked.

"But you hate me." He said grabbing her ass and grinding up into her center.

"Not all of you." The witch admitted. The King brow rose.

"Do you want me, little witch?" The king said backing Bonnie into the wall. He smirked at her as she looked back at him with disdain. The king filled her and watched as her stony face melted into desire.

The King had to check himself. He was starting to get too much satisfaction out of pleasing the witch. He fucked into her determined to make her feel what she didn't want to. He fucked into her to make her his. He enjoyed the way she felt against him. He was beginning to crave the salt of her skin, and the scratches she left when he fucked her good.

Bonnie tried to hold on to the hate, but as Niklaus claimed her over and over all she could think about was the delight radiating from her center. What's worse is the Hybrid had tapped into the thing she was most fearful about.

The scene earlier today was tragic and unjust, and she was rightfully angry. She was also ashamed because she had experienced the joy of power, as she was lighting Anton's ass up. But that's not what was bothering the witch. Bonnie was also feeling protected, and that is something the witch recognized as dangerous and yes…powerful. She didn't want his protection or rather she didn't want to want his protection…but she did. The witch came hard at her realization. Her orgasm rocked out of her violently.

Bonnie bucked against the wall wildly. The hybrid spun them as he continued to slide her up and down his shaft. The witch went limp in his arms. She lazily locked her arms around his neck to hold on. Niklaus fucked up into her until he was coming. He almost lost his balance as waves of pleasure flowed through him. After a moment he hoisted the witch over his shoulder and delivered her to his bed.

He moved to kiss her but she turned her head.

"Don't want to taste the blood of your enemies. I guarantee its sweet." The King said smiling. Bonnie sneered at him.

"You can't play righteous after I fucked your brains out."

"Men. When are you going to learn that sexuality doesn't negate virtue?" Bonnie said settling into the pillows.

"Says the ever vigilant prig." Niklaus said opening his side drawer and pulling out a flask. He took a swig then passed it to the witch. Bonnie eyed it then closed her eyes.

"Wake up. I have to seed you again." Niklaus said in her ear. The king tried to kiss her again and the witch buried her face in the pillows.

"You can't even taste the blood anymore. Are you never going to kiss me again?"

"Maybe I won't have to. Maybe I'm pregnant."

"Wouldn't that be a miracle?"

"What?" Bonnie said looking up.

"What?" The King said taking another sip of his drink.

"I'm such the prude that the Casanova King is dying to stick his tongue in my mouth. Maybe I have excelled at coitus."

"Remember that do you? Did I hurt your feelings? By the way, my tongue is not the only thing I want to stick in your mouth."

Bonnie scowled at the king again. He smirked as his favorite painting caught afire. The two of them lay in bed watching the priceless Monet turn to ash.

"I know darling…you hate me. Even still I should have you again to make sure we are fulfilling our bargain." He said watching the witch close her eyes again.

Bonnie had almost drifted off into sleep when she felt him slip the ring on her finger.

"What's this?" She said watching the hybrid walk over to his easel.

"It is the Mikealson signet ring. You are to wear it at all times. Maddox, Kael and Davina cast a trinity protection spell on it."

"I am not wearing your family crest. I am a member…"

"This isn't a discussion. Our contract states we will both do everything to protect our child. That ring will protect you."

"I don't need…" Bonnie said sitting up in the bed.

"My protection. Unfortunately, witchling you have it, and nothing's going to change that."

-o0o-

Bonnie was trying to apply her make up so she could visit the lower court dinning hall, but the witch couldn't concentrate. "My Lady, you're making me subconscious." Bonnie said putting down the brush.

"I'm sorry. When I left you hated his guts." The blonde said. "Maybe there was a minor infatuation." She added under her breath.

"What?" Bonnie smirked at her friend. Caroline ignored her.

"I get back and you're wearing his ring." Caroline said eyeing the jewelry.

"It's not his ring. It's a family crest, a symbol of the kingdom. I'm sure a lot of people have one. And I'm not wearing it for me. I'm wearing it for the baby." Bonnie shrugged trying to do something with her hair.

Ophelia had left to run errands by the time Lady Caroline arrived and asked her to join her at court. Bonnie still didn't know how to dress herself properly for the arcane fashion dictates of this kingdom. Lady Caroline usually helped but she was staring at the ring Bonnie had been trying to ignore.

"You're wearing the traditional Mikealson Family Signet Ring with his name engraved in it for the baby that doesn't exist?" Caroline asked dubiously.

"It's because of the smugglers." Bonnie whined.

"The smugglers he obliterated because they talked to you." Caroline returned.

"They were being crude. Oh my god. I'm defending him. He did that because of his manhood, not because of me okay. This ring is not a ring. It's a shackle." Bonnie declared.

"It's a pretty gold shackle with diamonds and lapis lazuli."

"Stop it." Bonnie chastised.

"I'm just saying as shackles go…it's pretty nice." Caroline teased.

"You are not my friend. How is your mom?" Bonnie said desperately trying to change the subject.

"I am your friend, and my mom is great. The Smith is back up and running. The Duke of Umbria has asked her to shoe all of his horses and craft new weapons. How was seeing your family?"

Bonnie sighed. "Oh. It was exactly what I needed. Lucy and me hung out. Grams babied me and fixed macaroni and cheese. Emily made sure my spells were up to par. Niklaus said I could go visit them anytime I liked after we conceive."

"Niklaus said that did he?"

"Ok."

"What else did Niklaus say?" Caroline continued.

"I hate you so much right now." Bonnie said scowling at the vampire.

"I'm joking. I'm going to stop. It's just I missed so much. Qetsiyah. The village massacre. Dresses. Rings. I'm just trying to catch up." Caroline assured the witch.

"I know." Bonnie agreed.

"Where was Greta Von Bitch during all these heroic bouts and bestowing of gifts." Caroline asked as she started playing with Bonnie's makeup brushes.

"I don't know. She's kind of been MIA."

"MIA? Bonnie Bonnie Bonnie. You don't let your enemies go MIA. You have to know where they are at all times. You can't let them catch you slipping." Caroline lectured.

"Really?" Bonnie deadpanned.

"I'm trying to help you. I'm your sponsor remember." Caroline answered.

"Now that you mention it. Can you contact Tessa and let her know I will pay her double what you were paying her. Ophelia is sweet, but I feel like I need my A game when I wear the new dresses. And Ophelia can't braid as tight."

The Blonde was busy mixing lip colors for the witch. "Tessa?"

"Oh my god. My hairdresser. She was older. Always wore her hair in a knot on the top of her head." Bonnie said.

Caroline shook her head at the witch dabbing some paint on her lips. When the blonde was finished, Bonnie continued.

"I thought you hired her." Bonnie said watching the blonde stand. Caroline found a few pearls and started braiding them into the witch's hair.

"I hired Ophelia and paid Lindsey to make your gowns. I have no idea who this Tessa is." Caroline said braiding tightly.

"I am not going crazy." Bonnie said looking in the mirror. The blonde had transformed her in under 5 minutes.

"I don't know. That could explain some things." Caroline joked.

"Shut up, Salvatore."

"You shut up Mikealson." Bonnie gasped. She stood up.

"Okay. I'm sorry." Caroline said running from the chamber. The witch followed her. They dodged servants and vampires as they ran from castle, up a flight of stairs and into the gardens. Caroline weaved in between Marcel and Stefan.

"Hi babe. Bye babe." The vampire said kissing the man as she went. Bonnie was on her heels.

Marcel shook his head eyeing the ripper.

"What? Your just mad you don't have a beautiful woman running by and kissing you."

Marcel pursed his lips.

Caroline and Bonnie giggled as they continued running around the castle. Bonnie finally caught the blonde and began tickling her. Caroline snorted then pleaded for the witch to stop. Bonnie ceded but not before smacking the vampire on the shoulder.

"You were totally using vamp speed, cheater." Bonnie said bent over trying to catch her breath.

"Just a little." Caroline said straightening her dress. Both women stopped smiling when they both caught sight of Greta staring at them or more specifically at Bonnie.

The two friends glanced at each other as the witch stormed over.

"Where did you get that?" Greta demanded.

"Get what?" Bonnie said taken aback by her rage.

"Hi Greta, How are you today?" Caroline tried.

"Did you steal that ring?" Greta asked her eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"What? No." Bonnie defended. She looked over to the blonde for help.

"You little thief. You stole it didn't you." Greta shrilled.

"No. I would never." Bonnie said backing up from the vitch.

"Never what? Take something that doesn't belong to you." Greta accused.

"Greta, calm down." Caroline said trying to get control of the situation. People were starting to gather.

"Don't speak to me like you know me. You're a whore just like your klepto friend here." Greta threw at the vampire.

"Greta that's enough." Stefan said as he and Marcel came upon the scene.

"Oh shut it Stefan. Just because you married a whore doesn't make her a Lady." Greta said her eyes never leaving Bonnie.

"You conniving bitch." Caroline said moving towards the women. Bonnie grabbed her friend trying to keep her off the vitch.

"I wish you would." Greta said as a nasty curse spun in her hands.

"Greta." Niklaus's voice rained down from above. He was on a balcony looking down into the garden. Marcel was standing behind him out of breath.

"I want to see you in my office." Greta grabbed Bonnie's wrist and held up her hand.

"She stole your ring sire. She should be punished." Greta said to the king.

Bonnie watched the king look down and away from the woman. Bonnie closed her eyes as embarrassment for the witch settled in her stomach. Everyone was silent and trying to look away from the woman as she realized the king had given Bonnie his ring.

"Greta."

Bonnie watched the shock, then overwhelming sadness wash over the vitch's face. Tears began to slide down her cheeks. In that moment, Bonnie knew what it was to be Greta.

"You gave it to her?" Greta said looking into the Kings eyes. The witch was still holding out hope that Bonnie had stole it, but as she peered into blue she saw exactly what she feared.

"Come inside." Niklaus said softly.

"Fifty years." Greta said wiping at her tears.

"Greta."

"Don't Greta me, you bastard." The witch said walking out of the garden and down the stairs that led to the lower court.

Bonnie watched the witch leave. Lady Caroline grabbed her hand. She looked up at the king who was whispering something to Marcel. He looked down at her then went back into the castle.

This is who this man was. He murdered people and broke women's hearts. The Devil didn't fall in love he just tricked you into falling for him.

Hope you enjoyed it!