AN: Hey everyone, so here is chapter twelve. Hope you like it! I want to thank everyone for all of the follows and favs! It makes me so happy to see that people are still enjoying the story. So I'm thinking that the big first meet should be at the ball but I do have a slight interaction in this chap because I really couldn't wait basically. I hope you enjoy!
To Mary VA: Thank you so much yet again! Seriously your reviews are amazing to me. Oh I hope I live up to expectations, I've have the idea in my head since I started this story and I actually can't wait to write it! I'll have to look in to Tumblr so when I get a chance : ). Yeah I wanted Damon and Kara to come across have a good relationship, at least at first (Spoilers for this chap! : O )
To Guest: Thank you so much for reviewing…they honestly mean a lot. Thank you for the compliment, I was hoping that Kara would fit in place to the reader and I'm glad that you think she has. Actually tried so hard to keep Kol in character so thank you so much! Here's the update…; )
Mystic Falls
1864
Kol stood staring out of his new bedroom window desperately fighting the urge to go out and search for Kara himself. His views of the fields, meadows and far off lake-shore did nothing to alleviate his anxiety. He knew better though. Knew he had to play this right, to not frighten her and knew he only had one chance to make the right second, first impression. This time he didn't have the help of a childhood friendship to aid their connection. He sighed to himself and took a swig if the brandy he was cautiously swirling in his hand. After the hundreds of years of searching, of waiting until the time was right to find her he never thought that when he did that he would be this nervous about it. Doubts had seeped in before, especially with the aid of Tahlia confirming what he already felt in his heart. But now that he was here, more thoughts ripped through his mind. Thoughts like if another occupied her heart now? Or if her personality was so drastically different would they not fit together anymore? He didn't know the details of the prophecy, for all he knew she may be a completely different person. He had already lost her once and the pain had almost crushed him. He had survived by letting his feral vampire side take over for a good few hundred years and he had dulled the pain somewhat by making a name for him and his family around Europe. He drank people dry, killed, maimed and tortured without any regard for repercussions. So much so that his own brothers had thought him a liability when it came to their vendetta filed murderous father finding them. They had daggered him, kept him in coffin for over one hundred and fifty years along-side his daggered eldest brother Finn. When he awoke, after Elijah undaggered him deeming his punishment fulfilled Kol fled from his brothers and sister and escaped to the southern countries of Europe. While there he happened upon the seer Marie Delacroix, introduced to him by a witch who he befriended after he ridded her village of a werewolf infestation, giving her and her coven free reign. After telling her of his plight she insisted that he meet Marie to help him try and determine whether there was any truth to the prophecy he had been told so many years ago by his own mother. She did not have much information at the time, but could tell that his mother's predictions had been correct and Kara would return. When, however or how could not be determined. The mere thought of a reunion with her though gave him a new goal, something to aim for and he was certainly not going to let anyone get in his way. Marie dedicated the rest of her life to try and see any more information about Kara and even passed the task onto her children before she died. Each generation he would visit, sometimes ask sometimes threaten depending on how tolerant or frustrated a mood he was in and each time he would get little to no information. The Delacroix's eventually began to flee from him, to try and hide. Family members who no longer remembered Marie or her teachings and decided they wanted to be left alone by the vampire savage who had killed generations of their family in frustrated rages. That was of course until he had found Natalie and Noah, direct descendants of Marie.
A sudden noise emanating from the front door indicated that Tahlia, Andrew and Sam had returned and Kol wondered how long exactly he had been sat in the chair contemplating his own thoughts. Silence and patience he knew were never any of his virtues. He knew he was more of a wild card, a more act now think later kind of person and he definitely wasn't used to taking the slow, long route about doing something. Those were more traits that his two elder brothers Elijah and Niklaus could be said were more guilty of but now, that he was forced to slow down and play the long game he thought maybe he was rebelling for so long because if he did stop, thoughts he didn't want to think and emotions he didn't want to feel would plague him like they were right now.
A welcome interruption entered the room in the form of one of his new male servants whom Kol hadn't bothered to learn the name of. He was older, maybe in his sixties but still had bits of dark colour splashed in his hair-line.
"Excuse me sir" he said entering the room and bowing slightly to his master "There is a visitor downstairs in the entrance hall waiting to see you".
"Send him away" Kol said uninterested with a wave of his hand. He wanted to speak to Tahlia first, to see if they had found the birth cert.
"Yes sir but I feel I should tell you that it's the mayor"
"Of Mystic Falls?" Kol asked curious.
"Yes sir, Mayor Benjamin Lockwood"
Kol nodded interested. Getting friendly with the mayor could work out in his favour at some point.
"I'll be right down".
The servant nodded and exited the room, presumably to relay the message to Mr Lockwood.
Kol followed shortly after trying to imagine why the mayor would be visiting him so shortly after his return to this town.
Mayor Lockwood stood in the foyer, his greying hair shining in reflection of the sun from the window. In his hand he held his hat and sealed envelope with no writing upon it.
"Mayor Lockwood I presume?" Kol asked descending the stairs and making Benjamin turn on the spot to view him.
"Yes" he said watching Kol and holding his out in greeting when he reached him "You have a marvellous home Mr.?"
"Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson" he replied shaking the mayor's hand.
"I would like to formally welcome you to the town of Mystic falls Mr Mikaelson"
Kol smirked at the mayor but to Benjamin's untrained eye it looked more like a smile.
"Does the mayor come and personally welcome every new person to town Mr Lockwood?"
Benjamin looked slightly embarrassed but decided to be truthful anyway.
"He does when he purchases the Benson Estate Mr Mikaelson; this property has been vacant for a good number of years now. Some say it's too…."
He paused trying to find a word that wouldn't insult the new resident of the town.
"…Large and rural for their liking".
"Well lucky for me I like the countryside" Kol smiled trying with all of his might to determine what the man actually wanted.
"Forgive me I did not mean to offend you, I actually only came by to introduce myself and well to give you this"
Mr Lockwood handed over the white envelope that he had had in his hand since entering the residence.
"What is it?" Kol asked inspecting the envelope before opening it at the wax seal.
"An invitation, to the towns first founders day ball. A great place to make introductions to the rest of the town I suspect. I feel they will be anxious to meet you"
'Founders day?' Kol thought supressing a scoff. Little did they know that this same area had been occupied over eight-hundred-years ago. Kol narrowed his eyes at the mayor and wondered whether the man was being genuinely nice or whether he was up to something.
"And why would that be Mayor Lockwood?" Kol asked only vaguely interested in what the reply would be.
"Well a young man such as yourself with a large estate and no wife, you'll be one of the most eligible young men in town, with the exception of my son George and the Salvatore boys of course"
Kol's head shot up.
"Salvatore?" he asked his heart pounding.
Benjamin nodded.
"Yes the Salvatore boys, they live on the Veritas estate with their father who is a personal friend of mine. My son George and his eldest Damon grew up together, they have both returned from the war presently, in anticipation for the ball" Benjamin seemed to smile at every word, obviously a proud father.
Kol wanted so badly to compel him, but sensing something in Benjamin was different he decided not to chance it and to try and retrieve the information the normal way.
"And this Mr Salvatore, does he have any daughters?" Kol questioned knowing that Kara's new name was Salvatore and must be a member of this very family.
Benjamin paused for a moment and looked Kol up and down before breaking out in a wide grin.
"So you are looking for a lady to govern this manner?" he smiled wide.
"I'm just being curious" Kol replied.
Benjamin looked at him as if he didn't believe him but continued with Kol's question anyway.
"Yes, Giuseppe Salvatore's youngest is a daughter. Slight little thing Kara is. We were originally going to set them up. My son and his daughter that is. We arranged it when they were still very young but then she got sick and that changed the plans".
"Sick?" Kol asked a little more severe than he intended due to his mock indifference over Kara, he didn't want to give anything away.
"Yes, it was a terrible epidemic. The whole town had to be quarantined, so many people died. Kara was lucky to survive but it left her weakened"
"I see" Kol said thinking deeply.
"Do not fret" Mayor Lockwood said "They'll be plenty of other ladies at the ball".
"Well thank you for the invitation Mayor, Il take it into consideration"
"See that you do" he said putting his hat back on and moving to the door "I'll take my leave. Good day to you sir"
Kol just bowed his head slightly in reply.
With that the mayor left the house leaving Kol with his thoughts and the new, significant information. He clutched the letter in his hand knowing that Mayor Lockwood had now inadvertently given him permission to enter his premises.
"Who was that?" Tahlia asked emerging from the drawing room where she, Sam and Andrew and obviously been waiting.
"The mayor of Mystic falls" Kol replied still watching the front door where Benjamin had just disappeared through.
"What did he want?" she asked looking just as curious as Kol had been moments before.
"Just invited us to a party" he said handing Tahlia the letter.
She looked at it for a moment.
"Are you planning on going?"
Kol smirked, his eyes regaining the playful youth Tahlia had come accustom to seeing before his quest to Mystic falls.
"Oh most definitely"
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Kara was enraged when she got back to her bedroom. Each of her steps had become harder and louder on the way to her room as she worked herself up into a rage. She slammed the door when she got there making the candle chandelier on her ceiling vibrate somewhat.
'How could her father not see that she was trying to save them?' she thought to herself, her breath seething with the anger seeping through. She picked up the blue china water jug from her chest of drawers that she was supposed to use that morning and hurled it across the room where it smashed on the wall above her bed sending shards of glass across the room and lines on water down the wall. Her head was aching and she felt the tears about to fall burning her eyes but she didn't want to succumb to either of them. She felt so lost and alone and no matter what she did or said she felt Katherine always seemed to elude any sort of suspicion. She was perfect in her brothers' and father's eyes. Kara brushed her hands through her hair in complete anxiety and frustration. The pain her head throbbed with every heartbeat getting more intense with every breath but all she could think about was that beast sitting at the dining table with the three people she love most in the world. That she was now responsible for each of their fates and they were going to walk into her traps blinded by lust. She closed her eyes as a sharp pain moved from her head to her eyes and back to the base of her skull again. She wanted so much to lie on her inviting bed, to enclose her pounding head in her down-feather pillow but there was work to be done. Deciding she was going to do what she could to save her family she moved to the door, opening it in one swing. She marched down the hallway, not caring who saw her now. She was done with the hiding in her own house. She concluded that if Katherine were to kill her then at least someone in the town would realise she was missing and alert someone to the dangers in the house, besides she had already tried that and Kara was somehow still standing. She passed some worried looking servants and made her way to the attic. She was going to get that book and it was going to help her to stop Katherine, this she was sure of. She made her way to the door decorated by surrounding ornaments as she had done the night before, a night that seemed like so long ago now. She made her way up the stairs, skipping those which she knew were brittle and instead of going to visit her mother's portrait as was her normal trip to the loft space she confidently made her way over to the box in which she had seen Emily's witchcraft material in last night. Opening the box she moved the plant material wrapped in bundles and the velvet bags out the way so she could reach the book, the grimoire as it was named. She lifted it up and it was heavy in her hands yet not as heavy as the book she had brought from the library. She opened it on a random page and saw that although the incantations and instructions were in Latin, they were somewhat readable to her. She smiled to herself, seeing this as a small victory. She was about to close the book when she noticed small droplets of blood falling onto the page. Dumbfounded she looked for a moment to try and discover the source of the substance before realising frighteningly that the blood was coming from her own nose. She wiped it away from both the book and from the trail beneath her nostrils and ignored the headache and the dizziness that were both threatening to immobilise her and inhibit her from continuing her quest. Taking the book in her clutched arms, as she had done with the library book she made her way out of the attic, pausing at the door to make sure to coast was clear before walking into the hallway. She was going to take the servants staircase, this was certain of as they were closer to the back of the house, giving her faster and easier access to the back door. As long as Emily made no unwelcome appearances she concluded that she would be able to hide this book along with the other in the stables. As she descended the stairway the draught made her shiver a little as she realised yet again that in her haste she had forgotten to wear something more appropriate for the chilling weather. She stopped in her tracks when she saw a figure turn the corner and walk in her direction up the stairs. The figure had freshly cleaned laundry in her arms making it difficult for her to see over them. Kara decided in that moment to act natural. It wasn't Emily and she had often taken the servants staircase when she wished to avoid her father's detection.
"Miss" the young maid said acknowledging her and continuing on her path.
"Francine" Kara greeted also moving her feet a little faster now and feeling thankful that Francine had not notice her ill appearance. Voices were heard emanating from the kitchens but Kara made it to the back door by way of the cloak room and avoided all interaction with the kitchen staff. When the breath of fresh air hit her it took all of her restraint to continue walking and not make a run for it. She knew if any of the servants were to perhaps gaze out of the window and see the youngest Salvatore running away from the house then they would be sure to alert some member of the family in case something was amiss, and in turn Katherine would discover her plans.
As she moved closer to the stables she could see Cyril to the left of the wooden building unsaddling one of her father's horses and knew she had to move fast. She moved to the door when she saw him begin to clean the horse's rear shoe and opened it as silently as she could to avoid detection. Taking a lantern which was hanging off of the wall she moved up the ladder to the hay loft and began to settle herself. She placed Emily's grimoire at one side of her and retrieved the library book to settle it at the other. Looking at them both together she could see a great difference between them, as if they were both of completely different subject matter. Whilst the library book was large and leather-covered the grimoire was beige a somewhat smaller, almost understated. Opening it she could tell it was all handwritten by different people, and not neat and styled like the large Viking book which had been replicated by only one hand. She didn't care what they looked like though, as long as they could help her. She turned her attentions to the grimoire first hoping it could tell her of some sort of repellent that would force these vampires out of the town or maybe even kill them. Kara had never been murderous in nature but with the anger that fuelled her now, she doubted that killing vampires would even count as murder. She moved the lantern closer to the books and she flicked through the pages. Some contained spells and incantations in Latin but with descriptions and instructions in English. Kara breathed a sigh of relief with this and began searching through the pages. There were so many spell's in the book that Kara cold even believe that they were true. Levitation, recalling spirits, something in which Kara had never even believed in before. There were lists of plants and seeds to be used in different spells, a lot of which she had seen around before and were pretty common and some which she couldn't even pronounce.
The opening of the creaking stable door surprised her and she turned the gas town in the lantern so that it was almost off and watched as Cyril entered the stable with the horse he had just been grooming. He seemed happy and was whistling some tune she hadn't heard of before. He secured the horse in its paddock and gave it a pet on the nose as he went to move away. Kara ducked down further in her hiding place as he moved underneath the loft to exit the door. Cyril was a kind boy and Kara hoped that he would be spared from the horrors going on in the house at the moment. She heard the stable door shut once more but moved herself on her stomach to the small hatch-like window that sat unceremoniously in the wood. She spied Cyril walking up the footpath towards the house, stopping to converse with the seasonal gardener and then moving farther away. Turning back to her books she intensified the gas on the lantern once more. The page she landed on was one in which depicted the image and description of different plants. Plants in which Kara presumed were used in different spells. She turned the pages one after the other until a picture caught her eye.
It was a picture of a purple flower, one which Kara was sure she had seen somewhere before.
"Aconitum" she spoke testing the Latin name for the word on her tongue. She frowned trying to translate it in her head, recalling of the Latin lessons she had had as a child.
It translated to Monkshood, another word Kara understood to be the same as wolfsbane. That was a word she had definitely heard of before. She tried desperately to think of from where.
'A dream' she thought. A dream when she was a child. But how could she know of such plants? She knew she had never seen it in the garden on the estate before. This stumped her for a moment and sent shivers down her spine making goosebumps appear on her arms and legs. Reading and translating the description her eyes went wide and she had to swallow hard. It said. "This plant will deter a werewolf".
The very reason the plant had had in her dream on that bushel her mind had imagined by a cave. A sharp pain rushed through her head and she buried it in her arms to try to ease it. Pushing that conundrum to the side for now, a mystery she now longed to solve she turned the page once again to see a white flowering plant. It was called 'Reprimentibus', a flower now commonly known as Vervain. Kara had seen them plenty of times around the town, mostly under the various oak trees during spring. What she translated next though really surprised her.
'Vervain is potent plant which is a weakness to vampires. If a vampire were to come in contact with it, it would burn their skin. If it were to be ingested by a vampire then it would scorch their throat and the vampire will become weak and feverous. Vervain can also be ingested by witches and non-magically mortals in order to cause their blood to taste noxious to vampires and to prevent them from being compelled'
She couldn't believe her luck. She smiled broadly, unable to keep the expression from forming on her face. All she had to do was get some Vervain and it would repel Katherine.
Looking out the window once more she could see the gardener move away from the area he had been talking with Cyril in and move down the stone steps towards the flower beds. Swiftly she placed the books back into their hiding place once more, extinguished the lantern and moved down the wooden ladder. She exited the stables, less stealthily than the way she had entered them and followed the same path as the gardener had. She didn't know his name. They hired different gardeners for the different times of the year. This gardener, she had been told had been somewhat proficient in tending to winter gardens and growing Christmas trees and so he was hired for the colder months. He stopped at a flower bed and knelt, going about turning the soil with a small trowel. His clothes were already full of stains and mud but the man looked as if he was enjoying his work.
Kara walked cautiously up behind him but didn't move too close as she didn't want to startle him.
"Excuse me Mr?" Kara asked addressing the older man.
He turned to her, not in shock but in curiosity to whom it was addressing him. He stood rapidly when he saw who it was.
"Miss Kara" he said obviously knowing her identity and the position she had in the house.
"I'm sorry but I do not know your name" she told him almost guilty at the lack of attention she had given the garden staff before.
"Lewis Gillingham Miss" he said with a slight bow.
"A pleasure to meet you Mr Gillingham" Kara said with a smile. She was trying to be as polite as possible but all the while her heart was pounding and her head was spinning.
"I was wondering if you could perhaps help me with something" she asked gazing around her to see if she could in fact see the life-saving flowers.
"Certainly" he replied putting down the trowel and giving her his full attention.
"I was wondering if you could point me in the direction of some Vervain".
"Vervain?" Lewis asked "I'm afraid it's out of season miss, your garden should sprout some more in the springtime".
Kara felt a wave of disappointment wash over her, tears built behind her eyes at the defeat. She had thought that this was the answer.
"We do have some lovely dahlias blooming at the moment; I could cut you a bunch if you're looking to brighten up your bedroom"
"No, thank you" Kara smile dejectedly and went to walk away.
She had barely gone two steps when the man spoke again.
"There is the apothecary store, you know? Madam Pearl Zhu's store?"
"Yes I know it" Kara replied, squinting her eyes to try and see where Lewis was going with telling her this.
"Well I believe she sells powdered Vervain, dried and grinded from the plant itself. It may be useful to you if you need it for…" he paused trying to think of the correct wording to use "Its medicinal properties".
Kara looked genuinely confused.
"You need it for your health problems do you not?" he asked frowning now feeling that he had crossed the line somewhat at revealing he knew of her illness.
Kara understood what the man was now saying. She knew some plants were indeed taken in order to cure some people of certain ailments. She herself had been prescribed a number of different ones when she had been a child. She had never known Vervain to be one of those plants though. To not make Lewis Gillingham even more suspicious of her dealings with Vervain she decided to play along.
"Forgive me Miss I did not mean to overstep my mark" Lewis said suddenly making Kara look up. She had been silent too long and Lewis had come to the wrong conclusion.
She shook her head to defer his train of thought, making it ache more than it had.
"You haven't" she spoke kindly "And thank you for the information"
He bowed his head again and looked relatively relieved. Kara took her leave from the man and he returned to work while she wandered down the path towards the gate she had used to enter and exit earlier.
Her mind was occupied, full of plans and worries so when she heard the horses it was too late. She was walking on the part of the road where the road met the grass so she was in no danger of being hit, but when she saw the person who occupied the carriage being drawn by the horses she wished she had been. She kept walking, pretending she hadn't noticed it being pulled along beside her but when it slowed and then stopped she knew she had to too. Katherine put her long silk-gloved arm out of the window and peered down at Kara with the infuriating smirk she hated.
"Kara dear, wherever are you off to?" she asked her voice sickly sweet. Kara looked passed her and noticed Emily, Stefan and Damon all occupied seats in the carriage.
"Just to town" she replied, her tone emotionless. She refused to make eye contact with Katherine, afraid that she would try and brainwash her again and that it may in fact work this time.
"What a coincidence so are we" Katherine smiled.
"Didn't father punish you or something?" Damon asked 'accidently' leaning across Katherine to speak to his sister "For the very thing you're doing right now"
Kara rolled her eyes and began walking once more. She wasn't feeling well enough for this. She just wanted to get the Vervain, taint Katherine's drinks with it, save her brothers and then sleep for a month.
"Nonsense" Katherine giggled "She'll come searching for a dress with me, won't you Kara?"
"I'd rather not, no" Kara replied with fire.
"Hey don't be rude" Stefan yelled from the opposite side of the carriage "Get in"
The carriage driver Daniel jumped down from the top of the coach and opened the door for Kara to get in. He looked awkward at the exchange almost unknowing of what to do. She however continued walking.
"Kara!" Damon yelled hopping out from his position in the carriage and walking over to her "Stop being a brat and get into the damn coach before I tell Father and you will be forbidden from going to the ball altogether".
Anger was piercing through Kara with every demand. She didn't want to go with them, could they not see that? Damon was acting completely out of character; he almost never used her full name when addressing her. She turned to Damon, a scowl forming on her face.
"I probably won't be allowed to go anyway so what's the point?" She asked rhetorically.
"Kara you are acting like a spoilt child".
She went to walk away again but he grabbed her arm and spun her around.
"Let go of my arm Damon" she warned.
Damon leaned in close to her.
"I really like this woman Kara" he whispered "Do not embarrass me in front of her".
"Damon she is brainwashing you, how can you not see that?" she whispered harshly.
Damon looked as if she had slapped him, and that expression was fast replaced by one of anger. He gripped her arm even more tightly and began to drag her to the carriage.
"Damon stop it" she argued trying to get her legs to stop moving. It was useless; Damon was much stronger than she was.
Before she knew it she was at the bottom of the step Daniel had pulled out to help her onto the carriage. She didn't want to look at the pairs of eyes watching her, she knew Katherine was glaring. Most likely gleefully praising Damon for his loyalty to her. She admitted defeat, reluctantly taking Daniel's hand to help her onto the carriage. She sat at the opposite side of it, as far away from Katherine as she could muster. Emily was beside her and for one strange minute she could have sworn she sent her a small smile. The door closed once again and she looked up to see Damon now sitting on the other side of Katherine; she was now quite literally in between both of her brothers. She averted her gaze from the sight instead choosing to direct her eyes out of the window and peer at the many features now passing them as Daniel had commanded the horses to continue on.
"I can't believe you have not had a dress made for the occasion yet Kara" Katherine spoke referring to the ball "And it's happening so soon"
"Well it's not a certainty that Kara will be allowed to attend the ball" Stefan spoke ignoring the fact that Katherine had directed her conversation to the youngest Salvatore.
"Why ever not?" Katherine asked pretending to be horrified by the fact.
"She has a weak heart from a childhood illness, father does not like to let her out too much" Stefan replied smiling as Katherine turned to look at him.
Kara's eyes also turned to Stefan.
'How dare he tell Katherine such personal things' she thought to herself. Her anger was boiling up as she turned to the window in an effort to try and distinguish it.
Suddenly a figure caught her eye. A man.
He was tall with dark hair and looked extremely handsome. His eyes were piercing and addictive, meeting hers almost immediately.
She pulled the small net curtain back slightly from the window as she tried to get a better look at him. He stood on the corner of the footpath across from the road staring at her as her carriage passed. She couldn't help but smile at his attention feeling somewhat self- conscious of what she was wearing. She fixed her hair slightly and twirled a loose piece of hair behind her ear as they continued to lock eyes. He seemed familiar to her somehow but she knew she had never seen him around Mystic falls before. He gave her a warm feeling that seemed to penetrate deep in her soul seeping into her spine and sending shivers throughout her body. How could a mere look be doing this to her? Her heart seemed to leap in her chest when he smiled. She had never felt this way before; her whole body seemed to react with one simple gesture from him. The smile seemed familiar to her too, but from where she couldn't seem to place and this was vexing her so. She extended her head slightly in an effort to keep eye contact with him when a row of trees obstructed her view. Her heart pounded as each tree passed and it almost sank into her stomach when the carriage cleared them and the man had disappeared. She turned her head to view the adjacent footpaths but he couldn't be found on any of them. She knew she hadn't imagined him; her face was still flush and her breathing still raspy.
"Kara? Hey Kara?"
Kara looked over to Stefan to see he had been trying to say something to her.
"I'm sorry, what?" she asked him her voice sounding as though she had just woken from a dream.
"I said you're to go to the dressmakers with Katherine, the Cartwright's on Fell's Lane"
It took Kara a moment to register what she had just heard. Was he seriously asking her to bring Katherine to Rosalyn Cartwright's father's dress maker's store?
"Excuse me?" she asked hoping she was indeed hearing him wrong.
"What?" Stefan asked "He is the best dress maker in Mystic Falls"
"But" Kara began trying to keep her voice calm and quiet "What about Rosalyn?"
"Yes Stefan" Damon began his tone almost gleeful "What indeed about poor Rosalyn?"
"What about her?" Stefan asked as Katherine's arm slinked into his. He turned to Katherine her eyes searching his making the smile grow on his face "Rosalyn means nothing to me".
Kara leant back in her seat and sighed heavily staring back out the window once again. No matter what she did now she knew Katherine's presence would severely alter her family's lives, it already had and she knew there was nothing she could do to stop that.
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Tahlia looked up from her book as Kol walked in. He looked daze-like and Tahlia had never seen him in such a defenceless form.
"Well?" she asked a smile forming from the look of his expression.
He was silent for a moment before looking up at her and nodding.
"I saw her" he said as if he disbelieved it himself.
"And?" Tahlia urged.
"And she seems…perfect".
Hope you enjoyed it guys! And don't worry that wasn't the actually meeting, just a taste of things to come. Please review and let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!