Sire Lines

Chapter 34

"Seriously?!" Caroline's high-pitched voice rang throughout the courtyard. "How incompetent can you possibly be? It's not that hard to hang up drapery."

"Then do it yourself," Tyler replied. He had walked in to her yelling orders and she pivoted, her scary annoyed and irritated expression shooting at him and he halted.

"Hi Tyler," she breathed.

"Amelia asked you to plan their wedding?"

"No. I made myself the planner," she said. "But that was after she asked me to be her maid of honor." She turned to someone on the ceiling: "That chandelier is crooked!"

"Do you need any help?" he asked. "I was the one who planned Klaus's masquerade party and I've been under your command before."

"Actually, can you take over?" she questioned, handing him the clipboard. "If it's not done in the next two hours, I'm blaming you."

"Where are you going then?"

"I have to go to someone's place- Camille's- and get ready there," Caroline explained. "I don't even know her." Her vibrant hair swayed on her way out and Tyler smirked.

Caroline knocked on the white door in front of her and the next door neighbor stepped out of her apartment to invite her in. When she entered, she saw the other blonde, Camille, doing Amelia's hair by curling it. After that, she would craft it into a bun with small flowers in it.

"You look beautiful... so far," Caroline beamed. She glanced at the dress that was hanging in the corner. It was off-shouldered but the thin sheet of tulle was supposed to blend into her skin. Around the shoulders, trailed a long cape since she wasn't going to wear a veil. The dress had transparent sleeves with small beads on them that decorated the rest of the skirt of the dress too. Underneath the white, was a sheet of purple that would show when she walked.

She grinned wider, remembering the dress she had gotten married in. Her heart was pounding now since she hadn't told Tyler, who was visibly still crushing over her, that she and Stefan had gotten married. And, she hadn't him nor Amelia that she had kids with Alaric, but she promised herself she would tell her soon but not on her wedding day.

"Will anyone from Mystic Falls coming?" Amelia asked, her voice sweet and delicate.

"Bonnie and Abby, Damon and Elena, Jeremy, Stefan... my mom," she listed. "Ric couldn't come."

"That's fine."

"Caroline, do you have the ring?" Camille asked.

"Yes, I do," Caroline nodded after rolling her eyes. She turned look at the pillow to make sure it was still there along with another peace-baring gift.

"You should start getting ready," Amelia told her. "I know how long it takes you."

Caroline grimaced before going into the next door room and closing the door to start doing her makeup. As she was doing this, she listened to Amelia tell Camille why Caroline was the only one in her bridal train; not even Rebekah was participating.

"She was the first person I'd ever turned and the next person who would have to live like me under the torment of Mikael," she said.

"I understand," Cami replied. "And, it's to make the sides equal since Elijah is Klaus's best man. I'm sure Kol and Finn are bickering."

Caroline expressed a smile and started to put on the long and dark, ashy purple dress made of tulle that had a bow across the open back. She swayed around in the dress to get a good look at herself in the mirror before putting on flats.

She stepped out to see Amelia standing in her dress, playing with her hands. Caroline squealed and the women laughed. Camille went away to get ready, leaving the other two alone.