"Can you please do a one shot about Koroline in the court of King Henry VIII?" –brighteyescoldheart

"Caroline is jealous of Bonnie and Kol being close and in return makes Kol jealous by flirting with Klaus and they each get territorial with each other (Koroline is a couple)" –StefQ

Writing this reminds me of when I used to watch The Tudors. I miss that show.

Caroline was beginning to feel frustrated, having spent the night trying to get her betrothed's attention. Most of the time, he was more than willing to shower her with affection, his arms around her waist, his lips leaving kisses on her neck, her cheek, even a quick peck to the mouth – which more than inspires looks of shock at such public displays of affection.

Despite the debauchery that went on behind these walls, everyone gasped and looked outraged at Kol's complete disregard for propriety. What they didn't understand was that Kol has the possessiveness of a small boy and his little acts are nothing more than him staking his claim, making every male in the room know that Lady Caroline Forbes was his.

He's especially persistent when the King came even the slightest bit near her. She's a beauty, everyone agreed but the King's taste for pretty things could never be satisfied and what's another queen's head on a pike if he could have a new younger and prettier queen?

Caroline tried her best not to roll her eyes whenever Kitty Howard, silly girl, danced around the room like some prized peacock for everyone to ogle. The thing was more a walking ornament than a queen. A butterfly come to life, pretty but useless in the grand scheme. While Katherine Aragon had been compassionate and Anne Boleyn had been clever, Kitty Howard was just pretty and fanciful.

And she was also a complete flirt which Caroline gauged from how she fluttered around the handsome young noblemen. She and the young Queen were practically the same age and maybe Caroline couldn't blame her for craving the attentions of men more handsome and younger (and stable) than the aging King but Caroline did not appreciate the Queen's advances on her betrothed.

She also didn't appreciate her betrothed spending the night talking to his old childhood friend Miss Bonnie Bennett, whose parents had worked for the Mikaelson family for decades, thus she and Kol practically grew up together and were quite close. And recently as she was the wife of Lord Jeremy Gilbert, she had a rise in rank and was now a member of Court. A fact some of the elite were quite miffed with.

But not Kol. No, Kol was very happy to have the new Lady Gilbert at court and had been catching up with his old friend the entire night, completely ignoring Caroline who had been trying to get his attention all night.

Caroline though had enough and considered her options. One, she could leave and go to her rooms, make him wonder where she'd gone (if he will even notice at that) and spend the rest of the night trying to sleep off her hurt feelings. Two, she could join them and be ignored to her face this time as they conversed about the good times they've shared. And three, she could get his attention by preying on that childish possessiveness of his.

She trusted you didn't have to guess which one she chose?

Her choices were just a few as others were already married or betrothed (and she was not that kind of person) so the most obvious choice for her was Kol's older brother, Niklaus. Niklaus had been flirting with her ever since they met much to Kol's chagrin. While she had never responded to his advances, that didn't mean she didn't find him appealing.

Niklaus was a handsome man, cultured, intelligent and worldly. He was never a tedious conversationalist and she appreciated his views whenever they get a chance to talk (which was limited thanks to Kol).

With her mind set, she went about the room, looking as if she was socializing with the lords and ladies of the court, narrowly missing getting accosted into a conversation by the King himself before finding her way to Niklaus's little circle. They were currently discussing philosophy and Caroline pasted a smile on her face and tried to get Niklaus's attention.

It didn't take even a minute before Nik noticed her and greeted her with a bright grin. "Lady Caroline, how lovely to see you."

"You as well, Lord Niklaus." She smiled wider and looked deep into his forest green eyes. "How have you been, my lord?"

"I've been quiet well, my lady." He answers easily. "I see, my brother, has left you unattended tonight."

"He's a little preoccupied with the new Lady Gilbert," She tries not to roll her eyes but her tone gives her away and Niklaus laughs. "I apologize. That was uncouth of me."

"No apologies needed, Caroline dear." He glanced at the other side of the room to where his brother was at. "It's my brother who is acting uncouth. Why would he ever leave such a lovely lady like you be alone for the wolves?"

"I wouldn't call English Court a den of wolves."

Though honestly it was more like that than anything. Wolves in pretty dresses and fancy titles but at the heart were greedy animals that slaughtered the weak and upheld the strong. It was a vicious place and sometimes she just felt like running away from it all, somewhere peaceful. It was a nice fantasy.

Niklaus' eyes were shiny with mirth, like he could read her thoughts and Caroline smiled at that. "Well, I admit, there are times when they do act quite bloodthirsty."

"You mean to say all the time?"

Her shoulders shook as she laughed and she's so focused on Niklaus, she nearly jumped when Kol's arms settle on the small of her back, his presence nearly overwhelming her as usual.

"You seem to be enjoying yourselves. What is the topic that has you so amused?" His tone is playful but his clenched jaw betrayed him.

"Wolves," Niklaus easily answered. "And their taste for pretty ladies."

Kol's dark eyes narrowed. "Well, how fascinating."

"Indeed," Niklaus replied. "I mean if a pretty lady was left alone for a wolf to take, would it be his fault if he was tempted by such an opportunity?"

"The wolf should know better," Kol grinned at him, all teeth. "There's always a woodcutter with his axe nearby after all. You know how the tale goes."

Niklaus acquiesced with a tilt of his head and walked away but not before sending a wink at Caroline. Kol caught the moment though and his arm circled her waist, pressing her against him so he can whisper into her ear. "Trying to make me jealous, sweetheart?"

She batted her eyelashes innocently. "Why would I do such a thing? I am a lady with no knowledge of such games, my lord. I couldn't possibly know how what to do."

He rolled his eyes. "You've lived in this court for far too long to give such credence."

Caroline didn't respond and merely thrummed her fingers on the buttons of his coat. He caught her fingers and pressed a kiss to them. "How adorable you are when jealous."

She snatched her hand away. "I am not jealous."

"Like I was not jealous when you were talking to my brother," He smirked at her wickedly. "Careful, darling, I've been playing these games longer than you."

"Then you can tell me all about the prize for winning." She looked at him from underneath her lashes and smiled slowly, making him pull her closer to kiss her soundly.

She turned away though before his lips could touch hers because the wolves in the room really were far too nosy for their own good. Instead she pressed her cheek to his and whispered, "Come to my room tonight, my lord. Give me that kiss then."

"I can barely wait," He chuckled and the sound vibrated from him to her. He breathed in her scent. "I love only you though. You understand that don't you, Caroline?"

"I do," She pressed a sweet kiss to his cheek. "I do, Kol."

She pulled away and curtsied to him before leaving the room, his eyes on her and only her as she did.