Chapter Forty-Eight
Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries or the Originals, but I do own my OCs.
Summary: Blair has been on the run for 400 years, trying to escape her past. She never stays in once place long enough, but she finds herself drawn to New Orleans and it is there that she meets the Originals. She soon finds herself drawn into their drama and ends up connecting with the Noble Original, Elijah Mikaelson. Slowburn.
ORIGINALS
The next day
"Again," Blair ordered with a blank expression.
Freya sat on the floor, out of breath and visibly sweating. Her magic was low, as they had been at the same task for over an hour and Freya had made zero progress.
Earlier that morning, Blair had unceremoniously woken her up and announced that it was time to start their training. Freya barely understood what happened before the Fae physically dragged her into the downstairs training room. She had not even allowed time for her to change out of her PJs, or have anything to drink. Blair had just ordered Freya to start using her magic without a care in the world and it made the Witch hate the Fae so much at that moment. What made it worse was that Davina was also there, and practiced her spells on the other side of the room with ease. She had completed the same task in minutes and was now using magic effortlessly on other tasks, as though she lived and breathed magic.
"Quit daydreaming and get on with it," Blair snarked with a glare, "If you have time to daydream, you have time to perform a spell. Again,"
With an aggravated sigh, Freya stumbled back to her feet and summoned her magic.
Davina watched on with a mix of pity and amusement.
The task at hand was a rather simple one, Freya was to push back at the barrier Blair had summoned. Anyone could do it – if it were not Blair who made the barrier. To Freya, when she used her magic to push back, it felt as though she was fighting against a steel wall, completely unmovable. For the past hour, the Mikaelson Witch had not made any progress and had moved the steel wall by even a centimetre.
Freya swore Blair did this on purpose, but she had made Davina demonstrate how it was done after she had failed the tenth time. It just added salt to the wound and hurt Freya's pride more than anything. She had thought her control over her magic was at a decent level but training with Blair and Davina made her realise she was not even in the same league. If Davina continued the way she was, she would become a very powerful Witch indeed, and the thought made Freya almost jealous.
With raised arms, Freya summoned her magic and pressed against the invisible barrier in front of her. With her face scrunched up, Freya attempted to force the barrier back, but then her magic recoiled and she was sent back onto her arse and out of breath.
Blair sneered at the show, unimpressed.
Davina winced in sympathy.
In frustration, Freya slammed her hands down on the ground, "What's the point of this? This is not helping me!"
With an arched brow, Blair stared down at Freya. "Oh?"
On a roll, Freya continued, "For the past hour, I have done nothing but be put down on my arse, nothing has helped! I thought you were meant to be training me, not humiliating me!" As she spoke, her voice raised in volume until she was shouting, anger pouring from her body in waves.
Slowly, a smirk appeared on Blair's face.
This only served to incite Freya's rage more. "What's so funny?!"
"You," Was the Fae's blunt reply.
With a frustrated scream, Freya summoned her magic and forced it in Blair's direction. Within the blink of an eye, Blair summoned a barrier in front of her – the very same one that Freya had struggled against. When Freya's magic collided with the invisible barrier, it forced the barrier back until it was only a few feet away from the Fae. Blair watched this happen, the smirk on her face only getting bigger.
Freya was about to question why she looked so smug until she clicked on what happened. Freya's eyes widened when she realised what she had done – she had moved the barrier!
"I did it," Freya breathed in shock.
"Took you long enough," Blair said, the smug expression never leaving her face.
Freya shot her a confused look.
Blair rolled her eyes and sighed, "What did you feel when you tried to attack me with magic?"
"Anger," Freya frowned, not understanding what the Fae was getting at, "Frustration, annoyance, murderous…"
"Alright thesaurus," Blair snorted as she rolled her eyes again, "and when you used your magic when angry, did you notice anything different?"
Freya thought about this for a moment before she nodded her head, "Yes, it was more powerful."
Blair nodded her head in agreement, "That is because our emotions play a very big part in magic. It is an extension of ourselves, not a tool. It is a part of us, a living entity of its own. Magic can decide whether to grace us with its power or not. That depends on us." Just to show Freya exactly what she meant, Blair's eyes glowed purple as she summoned some magic in her hand, a ball of water. She threw that ball of water into the air and watched as it exploded, and how small droplets of water cascaded down, like rain. With a snap of her fingers, the rain disappeared, as though it was never there.
At her words, Freya looked down at her hands and pondered.
"As a firstborn Mikaelson, your magic is very powerful," Blair explained as she walked closer to the Witch, "And as a Mikaelson, you're a very emotional person. Your family wields their emotions like a weapon and shield, and you are no different. I was looking for that fire, and I found it," Blair had wondered how long it would take for Freya to snap, and she had waited for it. Blair had been prepared to make Freya practice this spell all day if necessary, with no breaks if it meant getting the results she wanted.
"And you couldn't have just told me that?" Freya asked with an arched brow.
"No," Blair answered bluntly, "That wouldn't be any fun,"
Freya scowled at the answer.
Blair held out her hand to Freya and waited for her to take it. Freya looked at the extended hand for a moment before she took it and allowed the Fae to help her up.
"Take a fifteen-minute break, then we'll get back to it," Blair said before she walked away. She would allow the Witch one small break before they got the real stuff.
Freya groaned but she nodded her head.
Just then, Davina walked over with a water bottle in hand. She handed one to Freya, who started to gulp hers down immediately, sighing in relief when she got her first taste of water that day. It was during the last ten minutes that her body had begun crying out for water, and Blair would not let up. She would not allow any water breaks, and now Freya understood why. She had waited for Freya to break.
Freya shot Davina a thankful look and breathed deeply when she was done.
"She's not an easy teacher," Davina said with an encouraging smile, "but she's a good one," While Blair had never been as harsh on her, she had not been a pushover either. Davina had to learn the hard way there was no cheating when it came to learning magic and building up endurance. However, Blair was patient when it came to people who wanted to learn, and Davina had a thirst for knowledge that the Fae was more than happy to indulge.
"That's easy for you to say," Freya muttered under her breath.
Davina smiled slightly but didn't refute her statement.
"How long have you been under her tutelage?" Freya asked the younger Witch.
For a moment, Davina was thoughtful, "Over a year now."
Freya looked shocked, "And you've grown that quickly?" While she had known Davina had not been with them long, she did not fully comprehend that Davina had progressed so well in just over a year. It took Witches many years to cultivate the amount of power the ex-Harvest girl had.
Davina laughed and nodded her head, "She always mixes the lessons up. One a week we will learn defensive magic, then offensive magic, then healing and then back to defensive. It's never a dull lesson," She laughed again as she thought back to some sessions. Especially when Blair had summoned training dummies. Davina had not expected some of them to fight back with basic spells and had been shocked when she got zapped by one. Blair had reminded her that she needed to stay vigilant, and since then, Davina had not fallen for the same trick twice.
Saying nothing, Freya continued to look shocked.
"There will probably be times when you'll hate her, and curse the very ground she walks on, but she's a good teacher," Davina explained to the older Witch. "She always gets the result she wants in the end,"
"Well, that's very encouraging," Freya smiled slightly.
"And very sickening," Klaus said as he made his appearance in the training room. At the sound of his voice, Freya and Davina turned to face him, both looking unimpressed.
Blair sighed as she walked over, "We're busy,"
Klaus smiled sarcastically, "I just need a moment with my dear sister," He motioned to his eldest sister, all while keeping his gaze on the Fae in front of him.
Blair glared at him, not appreciating how he was interrupting their training session. She had given Elijah a heads-up before coming down for training to not be disturbed. Elijah has promised he would do his best to keep the others – Klaus – away while they worked.
"And Rebekah is requesting your presence immediately," Klaus added with a pleading expression. His younger sister had been a nightmare and had demanded that Blair come and check on the baby. He, Elijah and Raphael had all tried to reassure her that the baby would be fine for a few more hours while Blair continued training Davina and Freya, but Rebekah would not have it. She had thrown a fit and destroyed a few priceless vases in the process. Klaus began to doubt he would have a house at this rate. It got worse when Rebekah began to cry, a sight Klaus could not stand.
With a sigh, Blair shook her head. "That's enough training for today, we'll resume tomorrow morning," With that Blair walked away. She knew that Rebekah would not settle until she had her daily check-up and did as requested. If not, Rebekah would become an unbearable person to be around.
Davina followed after Blair, intending to shower and spend time with Kol.
Now that it was just Freya and Klaus, the Witch looked at her brother and frowned, "What did you need?"
"What? Can't a brother be curious as to how his sister is doing?" Klaus asked, affronted to be asked such a question.
Freya rolled her eyes and stared at him with a deadpan expression.
Klaus dropped the mock hurt expression, and instead looked curious, "A little birdy in the Quarter has told me you've been approached by the Coven of Witches," And when he meant a birdy, he meant one of the many Vampires he had tailing Freya whenever she left the compound. Just because he appreciated her killing their mother does not mean he fully trusted her.
Freya tensed.
"What did they want?" Klaus demanded. His spies had not been able to hear the conversations due to a silencing spell, and this made him unhappy. It made it seem as though they were hiding something, and if his sister was conspiring with the Witches, there would be hell to pay.
For a moment, Freya debated whether she should tell him or make something up. However, she suspected he would know if she was lying or not being honest. After a few moments of silence, Freya sighed deeply, "They wanted me to join them... and I said I needed to think about it."
He and Freya stared at one another. Freya could see the cogs in Klaus' head visibly work as he calculated his next move. It made her feel slightly smug that she'd managed to surprise her usually scheming brother. She was aware that he knew about all her moves, where she went and who she spent time with. It was something she expected, but she did not expect him to learn about this so quickly. The Coven had only approached her yesterday and Freya had yet to give any response as she did not know what the best option was. Working with Blair and Davina made her realise she had become complacent with her magic and had stopped developing her craft.
"I think you should join them," Klaus eventually said.
Freya shot him a shocked look, this was not the response she had expected.
Seeing this expression, Klaus decided to humour her a bit, "The Witches are one of the only Coven we have not infiltrated. I do not trust them to not pull something, having someone on the inside may be useful," Klaus smirked as he quickly formulated a plan, but he wanted Elijah and Kol's viewpoints on this as well. Ansel was the Alpha of the pack of Werewolves, and so they had a good alliance at the moment, the human faction was under control and still completely oblivious, though relations were still tense at the moment. They had two powerful Fae on their side, but the Witches were a variable that Klaus wanted to be neutralised. It would calm his nerves knowing that the Witches were not plotting against him, and if they were, they'd be prepared. In all honesty, he had expected the Coven to be after Davina before Freya, so this was an interesting development.
Realisation dawned on her and Freya nodded her head in understanding. "So, you would have me spy on them?"
"Precisely," Klaus replied back with a devious smirk.
Freya fell silent as she thought about her next move. If she did this, it would allow her family to trust her more, maybe even rely on her. She wanted the bond they had with one another. Klaus, Elijah, Kol and Rebekah all had each other's backs, they fought and argued, but would be there if anything went south and relied on one another. Freya wanted to be part of the family so bad, so much that she knew she could not turn down the request – but that was something else she wanted in return.
"If I do this, I want Finn undaggered and freed," Freya bargained.
Now, it was Klaus' turn to pause and stare at his eldest sibling. He had expected she would want something in return, but did not think she was confident enough to ask for Finn. "Why would I agree to that? He's tried to kill us many times," His elder brother had always been a sore point for him. While he wanted his family back together, he could not trust Finn. There was too much history, and too many negative emotions associated with the boring Mikaelson. Finn was the sibling who tried to have Hope killed and that was unforgivable. He was also sure Elijah had not forgiven Finn for the comments he made about Blair not too long ago.
"Our mother brainwashed him about Dahlia." Freya tried to reason, "With that threat gone, he will have no need to hurt Hope. Maybe we could even move on," Out of all her siblings, Finn was the only one who remembered her, as he was a few years old when she'd been taken away by Dahlia. None of her other siblings had known the truth and had believed she had died when young. Finn was the only one she had a proper connection with and she missed that.
Klaus levelled her a stern look, "That does not stop him from attempting to kill us again," He had finally made amends with his siblings – all but Finn, and they no longer aimed to kill him. He did not want another war with a sibling, which would inevitably happen if Finn was woken up.
"I would take full responsibility for him," Freya practically pleaded.
With a sigh, Klaus shook his head, "I will think on the matter. I will need to discuss this with everyone first," He needed to bounce off a few ideas with Elijah and get another perspective. Finn was his brother, but he was also Elijah, Kol and Rebekah's brother and they should have a say in the matter too.
"Thank you," Freya smiled at him, relieved.
Saying nothing more, Klaus walked away. He needed to have a chat with his family once more, a heavy feeling in his heart.
ORIGINALS
Blair kneeled before Rebekah, her hands over the Vampire's stomach as she used her magic. Once she had shown herself, Rebekah had nearly dragged her into the living room and demanded to be seen. Blair had nearly hissed back but held herself back and reminded herself that this was the hormones talking, and a very unusual pregnancy. Blair mentally calmed herself down, but with Elijah and Raphael hovering nearby, her patience was starting to wane.
"How's the baby?" Rebekah asked, her whole demeanour nervous. She had felt the baby move around more that morning and this set her off.
"Baby's fine, their development has slowed down," Blair explained as she continued to examine the baby, "I would put the baby at sixteen weeks at the moment," She had been keeping a close eye on the development of the unborn child, and found that growth was starting to slow down, which was a relief for Rebekah and Raphael.
Rebekah and Raphael both sighed in relief, at least they had a bit more time. They were still in the process of getting everything needed for the baby's arrival. Klaus had cleared out a room next to Hope's nursery for their baby to stay and they were starting to decorate that. However, they held off on the colour until they knew the gender of the baby.
"And the baby' s fine?" Raphael asked, nervous.
Blair sent him a blank expression and he sent a nervous smile back. He understood that all these questions were starting to grate on the female Fae's nerves.
"Baby's health is fine, they're just very active," Blair explained as she looked back down at Rebekah's stomach as she concentrated. The baby was indeed very active, wriggling in the womb, demanding attention from its caregivers. It was just as it moved that Blair saw something and this made her grin.
"What did you see?" Elijah asked, knowing that look on Blair's face.
"I can see the gender of the baby," Blair said as she pulled back. The moment she did, Rebekah shot up and nearly grabbed the Fae and nearly demanded that she fess up. But Blair had foreseen this and jumped back quicker than the female Original.
Rebekah huffed and glared at Blair, who smirked.
Raphael gasped, eager to know, "And?"
It was tempting to make them wait a bit longer, but Blair wasn't that cruel. She could see the eagerness in Raphael's eyes, and Rebekah's patience would only last so long. Blair decided to be merciful and grinned wider, "You're having a girl,"
"Yes!" Rebekah cheered loudly.
Raphael gave a small fist bump in the air and Elijah patted his shoulder.
"No!" Kol yelled in the other room as he heard everything.
"Shut up you prat!" Rebekah screamed back angrily.
The sound of Kol grumbling in the other room could be heard by all those with advanced hearing. He had bet that Rebekah and Raphael were having a boy, and had placed a lot of money down on it.
Filled with energy, Rebekah stood up, "We have so much to get," She grabbed Raphael and dragged him out with Elijah following behind. Now that he knew he had another niece coming, he planned to spoil her rotten.
Blair watched them go with an affectionate smile on her face.
'Raphael,' Blair called out in her mind.
Raphael responded instantly, 'Yes?"
'Be careful. I saw something the night of the party. Someone was sulking around,' Blair warned him, and she planned to do the same with Elijah. She suspected that someone from the Fae community was sulking around, no doubt getting information for Maeve, but she may be wrong. She would not put it past Maeve to do something now that things were settled.
Blair could feel Raphael's determination through their mental bond, 'I won't let anything happen to Rebekah,'
'Good. Join me later, we're going hunting,' Blair replied back, a feral grin on her face.
Raphael returned that same energy back.
ORIGINALS
Later that night
It was dark when Blair and Raphael left the Compound, giving their respective partners different excuses. Blair had been honest with Elijah to an extent, but not told him the full story as she wanted to confirm a few details first. Raphael had not wanted to stress out Rebekah any more than she already was, and so had not told her anything yet, but she knew that something wasn't right. He had promised to tell her more than we knew himself. Both did not want to give the family half the information, as they knew Klaus would blow a fuse if he suspected something was happening under his nose and may act irrationally.
Under the guise of darkness, the two Fae set out and were on the hunt. They searched close to the Abattoir first, where Blair had last seen the shadow dart away. Blair had been thorough in her search of their home, there had been no intruders and no other Fae entered their home. There were no traces of magic near the home, except for the usual people. It was there that they widened their search to the French Quarter, meticulously scanning each road, house and alleyway until they found something. Predictably, the tracks had let them to the nearby forest.
"It's definitely a Fae," Raphael said as he practically tasted Fae magic in the air.
"They're able to hide their magic," Blair's eyes narrowed as she examined the magic in front of her, "meaning they did not want to be found."
"Do you think this is a trap?" Raphael asked.
Blair shook her head, "No, I think Maeve has sent someone to gather information. No doubt she's heard about the baby and wants to know more," Maeve had people all over the earth who gave her information, spies. She also had a Fae with a similar power to hers, to see the future, but not as well or detailed. No doubt that subject would have given Maeve the vision of Raphael and Rebekah's baby and she wanted to know more.
Raphael nodded his head grimly. They had to make sure that no information made it back to the Queen, otherwise, it would put their baby girl in jeopardy.
Walking deeper into the forest, Blair and Raphael each kept a sharp eye on the surroundings. Even if it had been a trap, there was nothing that would keep them down for long. When they reached a clearing in the forest, Raphael held out his arm and stopped both him and Blair in his tracks. Blair's eyes scanned the area, she could sense magic in the air and knew the person was nearby and had sensed their presence.
"Come out now, or we kill you," Blair ordered, her voice sharp.
For a moment, there was no movement.
But then, a figure comes out on the other side. It was a female Fae, with short caramel hair and brown eyes. She looked young, but there was wisdom in her eyes that gave away her age. The moment Blair saw her, she knew who she was.
"Marie," Blair hissed lowly, her eyes narrowed. She did not know why Maeve's right hand was in New Orleans, the Queen was very attached to Marie, keeping her around for many years as she was only competent one. Marie was one of the few people who could be honest with the Queen and not be killed for it.
"Eloise, it's been a whole," Marie said curtly,
"She goes by Blair now," Raphael cut in with a glare.
"The Queen said as much," Marie nodded her head in understanding.
Blair's fingers twitched, as she just wanted to blast the Fae away and be done with her. There was a part of her that wanted to kill Marie as she knew Maeve would be enraged by it, and she wanted to hurt the Queen.
Sensing her bloodlust, Raphael asked, "Why are you here?" He moved forward, and finally, Marie's gaze left Blair, something none of them had missed. Since Marie had come into view, she had stared at Blair with a blank expression that unnerved him. He remembered Marie from his time under the Queen's control and she seemed slightly different, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Michael saw that you'd have a child with a Vampire, and the Queen wanted to confirm this," Marie replied back, her voice calm and levelled.
"And why is this Maeve's business?" Blair demanded as she felt Raphael's ire spike.
Marie's eyes landed on Blair once more, "The Queen sees it as her business, as that baby will be half Fae and technically, under her rule,"
"Over my dead body," Raphael hissed angrily, he was ready to attack the woman in front of him, but was stopped when Blair placed a hand on his shoulder.
Blair examined the Fae in front of her, something wasn't right. She would have expected Marie to pull her up when she referred to the Queen of Fae by her given name, but also her wording. Something wasn't adding up, "Maeve didn't send you," There was no way that Maeve would have risked her right hand, especially one that she was fond of.
For a moment, Marie didn't say anything, but she soon smiled, "You were always too observant, even as a child,"
Raphael looked at the Fae confused, "But, if the Queen does not know you're here, why are you?" This did not make sense, but he could see where Blair was coming from. Something wasn't right about Marie, she was also slightly different than when he last saw her – less stiff and more expressive. Before, it had been like speaking to a marionette, but now there was an actual person behind those eyes.
"Chloe," Marie replied back simply.
The name of their old friend made both Blair and Raphael pause. The very name brought back memories, good and bad. The very name shot through Raphael like an iron-tipped arrow, and Blair's heart clenched in remembrance of her friend's severed head.
"She nullified Maeve's control over you," Blair breathed out. She had explained to Raphael about Chloe's powers and they were equally baffled that Chloe had managed to hide it from the Queen for that long. Typically, Maeve had every child tested to see if they had a gift and whether she could use it.
Maria nodded her head.
"Holy shit," Raphael was breathless in shock. When Blair had mentioned Chloe's powers, and how she'd used that power on a small group of people in the Forest, he did not imagine Marie would be one of them.
"Chloe had to be careful of who she used that power on," Marie explained with a frown, "It had to be people who could lie to the Queen and get away with it. It had to be people who she knew could play the long game and wait," The list was not very long considering the Queen had them under her control for four hundred years.
"Who else?" Blair demanded.
Maria shook her head, "I couldn't tell you fully, as even I do not know. Chloe only trusted us with bits and pieces, in case any of us were caught." It was too risky, if Maeve ever became aware of what was happening under her nose, she'd kill every single one of them until she found out.
Blair's lips thinned in understanding. She knew how careful they'd had to have been, living under fear of being discovered, and if anyone had a mind-reading ability, everything would have gone south. Maeve was paranoid by nature, as well as greedy.
"So, you're not under the control of the Queen, not here on her order… so why are you here?" Raphael questioned, confused as to what her purpose was.
"I am here to give a warning," Marie said, "The Queen will be making a play for Niklaus Mikaelson's child very soon, possibly within the next three days. She will be sending Tumas this time as she does not want failure," When she heard the news, she knew she needed to act soon, so when she saw her chance, she took it without hesitation.
Raphael cursed lowly whereas Blair calmly nodded her head. She had been expecting this. It was only a matter of time. The only thing stopping the Queen beforehand was the war that was brewing between the Originals, Werewolves and Witches. Now that it was over, Maeve would slip in and snatch the child when she thought their guards were down. She had expected this, and now it was happening. The fact that Tumas was coming sent a shiver down her spine, but hardened her resolve. She took down the Hunter, she could fight Tumas.
"And?" Blair arched a brow.
"And I am here for you," Marie added to the other female Fae.
"Why?" Raphael demanded.
"We need Blair for the revolt," Maria said with a frown, "Chloe acted as the figurehead until it was time for Blair to take the reins. Without you, the revolt will never work," Chloe had been adamant that Blair would join and the revolt would work. The moment the Fae heard Blair's name, they instantly joined – especially when word had spread how powerful her magic was.
"You want me to issue the Royal Challenge," Blair said with a sigh, knowing what they were after. She also remembered the dream she had when she met with Chloe when the veil had dropped. Chloe had pinned all her hopes on Blair getting rid of the Hunter and joining the coup, but this had been the last thing on her mind.
Marie nodded her head, "Yes, we're all waiting for the right time. The longer we wait, the higher the chance we will be discovered by the Queen,"
"Thank you for the warning," Blair said as she walked away, but then stopped, "Do not get close to the French Quarter again, the Vampires may not react well to it,"
"Of course," Marie bowed low, "Please do not make us wait long," With that, she disappeared from view until they could no longer feel her presence.
Once she was gone, Blair's shoulders dropped. She had not been expecting this when she and Raphael began the hunt. She thought it would end in someone dying, and spilling blood, but instead, they left with a warning. It left a bad taste in her mouth and Blair did not know how to feel about the matter. However, she knew that they needed to prepare before Tumas came.
"We need to tell them," Raphael said, his voice cutting into the silence.
Blair nodded her head, "I know," This was a moment she had dreaded, as she did not like delving into her history with the Queen, but now she would have no choice. The Mikaelson siblings would have questions that only Blair could answer.
Sensing her reluctance, Raphael looked down at the smaller Fae, "Blair, do the Mikaelson's know about your connection to the Queen?"
"No, they don't," Blair sighed deeply.
"How?" Raphael asked, shocked.
"It wasn't exactly on my list of priorities," Blair hissed back to him before she stopped and closed her eyes. It was not fair to snap at him, "We had other things to worry about," Since coming to New Orleans, there had not been a moment to breathe or think. Then there was the showdown with the Hunter and Dahlia. It had slipped Blair's mind for a moment, though she had been vigilant in case something happened.
Slowly, Raphael nodded his head in agreement. "How long do you think we have?"
Blair thought about this for a moment. "Not long, Maeve would be getting impatient. She wouldn't see any other obstacles in her path anymore." However, she would not make an in-person appearance while Klaus was in New Orleans unless her hand was forced. Marie had warned them of potentially three days, but that was guess work, and it could be even sooner.
"We need to start planning," Raphael winced, "Klaus is going to flip,"
Blair groaned in agreement. Klaus had finally felt at peace with everything and now they were going to have to shatter that bubble. The whole family would hit the roof at the news and it was not a conversation she was looking forward to. For a moment, she doubted that Klaus would believe her, as it was Marie who gave the warning. Blair would have also been suspicious, but she did not feel the influence of Maeve around her, something she had felt around Raphael in the beginning.
"Hey, Blair," Raphael said suddenly.
The female Fae turned to look at him and saw Raphael had a pained expression, a sight that broke her heart.
"Why did Chloe not help me?" Raphael asked, his voice breaking at the question.
"Oh, Raphael," Blair muttered lowly as she pulled him into a hug. She was not usually one to hug people, but she could see and sense he really needed one at that moment. Usually, he would go to Rebekah if he needed that type of comfort, but she wasn't there. Raphael hugged Blair closely and hid his head on her shoulder. It was slightly awkward due to the height difference, but none of them cared.
"I was under the Queen's control for hundreds of years, and Chloe could have saved me," Raphael muttered sadly. He and Chloe had been close – very close. To know that she had the power to help him and didn't make him feel something he didn't like. He felt anger, frustration and betrayal. Surely, he was worth saving?
"And she should have helped you," Blair said resolutely, cursing Chloe's very name at that moment. "She was a fool not to. If I were in her position, I would have helped you," And she had, the moment she realised Raphael was under the control of Maeve, she made it her mission to undo what had been done. Raphael was her brother – not by blood – but he was as good as.
Raphael fell quiet as he worked through his feelings. He was glad that in the moment, he had Blair beside him. He was comforted by the fact Blair did not understand Chloe's reasoning despite them being very close at one point. He wouldn't lie either and say it hadn't tainted his viewpoint of Chloe either. Due to his actions, he had put her on a pedestal, and this had shaken everything he thought he knew.
Blair was about to say something when a very familiar feeling washed over her. In an instant, she felt dizzy and nauseous at the same time. "Raphael, I am having a vision," Blair quickly muttered out, feeling a sense of panic. While she knew she could trust him, she did not want a vision out in the open, where she was more vulnerable. She wanted to be behind her shields and wards in the safety of the Abattoir.
With wide eyes, Raphael picked Blair up in his arms and ran in the direction of home. It was halfway there that he felt Blair stiffen in his arms and her head flung back as the vision overtook her.
Blair's vision had been filled with colours, she tried to hold back the vision but she couldn't. It washed over her in an instant, and she cursed these types of visions.
Multiple scenes and whispers flashed before all, all too confusing for any other person to keep up with, but Blair was a professional at this now. With ease, Blair sieved through each vision with a precise eye. Each vision, showed Tumas coming for Hope and kidnapping her. The vision showed a showdown between the family, with one of them leaving with grave injuries. The next scenes contained multiple Fae coming to New Orleans, all beseeching Blair to challenge Maeve and take the throne and Blair turning them away multiple times. However, there was another scene which also showed Maeve, the Queen of the Forest and Blair issuing the Royal Challenge, but the outcome was undecided. There were too many factors getting in the way of the future.