𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Kol Mikaelson finds out his soulmate is dating Damon Salvatore.
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[ kol mikaelson x fem oc ]
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AT THE FAULINE WITCH asylum Rebekah, still in her new vessel's body, is sleeping fitfully in her bedroom. The lettered tiles on the floor still spell out "FREYA" next to her bed.
The locked door upstairs, where the glass-topped coffin is held what is presumed to be Freya's body. Suddenly, the door to the locked room opens, and Freya, not just a spirit, but flesh and blood, appears in the doorway of Rebekah's bedroom.
As Rebekah tosses and turns, she gets visions in her dreams of young Freya being taken from the pregnant Esther and young Finn by their aunt Dahlia. Freya walks into Rebekah's room and stands at Rebekah's bedside, where she stares at her as she sleeps.
It's daytime now, and the witches of the asylum are all congregated downstairs; some are sewing, others are reading. Freya is sitting barefoot on the floor in front of the television, watching Tom and Jerry, but if any of the other witches recognize her, they don't mention it.
Cassie is sitting at the piano, playing a simple, quiet tune when Rebekah sits next to her on the bench and sighs dramatically. Cassie looks up from the piano and side-eyes her exasperatedly.
"You look terrible." Rebekah looks around the room anxiously for anyone who could be listening in.
"I didn't sleep very well."
"I heard you got caught out past curfew... again."
Rebekah smiles. "A simple misunderstanding. Kindred witches like to be in charge. I don't much care for taking orders." Cassie rolls her eyes at Rebekah. "On that note..."
Rebekah pulls an apple out of her sweater pocket and surreptitiously hands it to Cassie. Cassie looks shocked and appalled.
Cassie whispers. "Where did you get that?"
"I nicked it from the pantry!"
Cassie looks worried. "But the Kindred—"
Rebekah interrupts her. "—Did you miss the part where I said I don't care about rules? Take the apple."
"You're out of your mind."
Cassie gets up to leave, and Rebekah shoves the apple back into her sweater pocket before following after her. The two sit on a nearby loveseat to continue talking.
"I'm a free spirit. Which is why I don't intend to spend another bloody night trapped in this dungeon."
Cassie whispers again. "What are you talking about?"
"You know that any spell can be broken with enough power. All we need is to channel something strong."
Cassie looks at her in confusion, and Rebekah becomes more excited.
