Sire Lines

Chapter 20

"It's so good to see you again," Amelia smiled, hugging Abby Bennett. She had been invited over for tea and share whatever they had in mind.

"Likewise," Abby said. "I've already told Bonnie what happened back then."

"And you'll be around now, correct?"

"I'm not sure."

"Abby," she sighed. "I am sorry for what the spell did to and what you had to do to get rid of it but now that your fine, you should be watching over your daughter."

"I heard that the spell worked," Abby began, deriving from her words. "The casket is open and it's Mikael's wife, Esther."

"It is."

"Bonnie and I were also invited to their Welcome Party, but we're not going," she lightly chuckled. "We'll probably stay home and watch a movie and eat popcorn."

"That sounds nice," Amelia grinned, hiding the fact that she didn't know there was a party.

After more talking and laughing, Amelia finally went home and before she entered her loft, she saw a white box and a card set on top. She reached for it and saw that the card read: Please Join the Mikaelson Family; This Evening at Seven O'clock for Dancing, Cocktails, and Celebration.

"Celebration for what?" she muttered, walking in. She then turned the back of the card to see a little note from Klaus: You Left All of Your Clothes. Before she could reach for the box, her phone started ringing and she picked up to hear Caroline blabber.

"Did you get an invitation too?"

"Yes."

"And a dress? From Klaus?!" she practically exclaimed in annoyance. "We've only talked like twice— maybe a few more— but I- No, he's definitely doing it to please you. He's trying to get me to like him so that I'm okay with you and him being together. Honestly, I don't care."

"You shouldn't," Amelia responded. "What color is the dress?"

"Uhm... blue?"

"With white and gray accents and a jeweled corset?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I wore it to Queen Elizabeth II's coronation. Although my color isn't blue and the dress was a little different from the era, I made a statement. Even the Queen complimented it."

"You must've been the talk of the decade."

"Sure," she laughed. "I do recommend you go."

"Wait, you're going?!"

"Yes, of course. Only to speak with Esther and Kol."

"Fine. I guess I'm going too," Caroline lastly said before hanging up.

Amelia set down her phone and reached for the box to pull out a dark and ashy purple gown with a thin layer of tulle on it. On the almost transparent fabric, gold olive vines decorated the bust and slowly faded going down, towards the skirt. It even decorated the wide V-line neck and went on without the actual fabric so it lay on the skin.

"He knows me too well," she murmured, falling in love with the dress. There were no gloves but a silver chain that sat at the bottom of the box. When she looked closely, there were small crystals of amethyst in it.

When she finished doing her hair in low bun, she slid on the perfect-fitted dress and the small train trailed behind her. She clipped on the necklace and slid on black heals before leaving her loft.

"You look wonderful, Amelia," Carole Lockwood beamed as her son went inside.

"Why, thank you," she smiled. "You look wonderful too." Carol was wearing a champagne pink dress that made her shine along with her grin.