Chapter 21

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Niklaus' POV

Mother had decided to throw a ball much to my dismay and Rebekah's delight. Here I stood in my room fixing my tux letting my mind wander to my dear Isolde. I had finally talked her and Kol into stopping the chaos and coming back home with me. She had been reluctant to do so but after a bit of convincing and a few promises she agreed. The gleam in her beautiful silver eyes was starting to come back little by little and I regretted not being the one to stay by her side through time she truly needed me. I feared that she and Kol had become to close but I did not believe that she would betray my trust like that. As if on cue my beautiful wife strolled into the room, a radiant smile played on her lips as she gazed at me.

Standing in front of me she began to fix my tie, the smile never left her face as she looked up at me. "You look very handsome tonight, Niklaus."

"As do you my love." I took in her beauty as I spoke, her dress held an elegant vintage feel that seemed to match her personality.

Isolde's smile slightly fades as she became serious. "I believe we need to be on guard tonight Nik. I do not fully trust your mother. Elijah has told me she has requested an audience with the doppelganger."

Placing my arm around her waist I lead her out of the room towards the stairs. "I will keep my eyes on her love but I do not want you to fret. I want you to enjoy this night with me. Is there anything else you need me to know love?"

"Well there is one small thing I did not tell you, Kol may or may not be planning on killing Rebekah's date." The small sly smile that formed on her lips told me she knew more than she was letting on.

Sighing I went to speak but Isolde cut me off before I could get a word out. "I have no plan to take part in this Niklaus. I simply want to enjoy a night of dancing and drinks with my husband and our family. I did however promise El I would save him a dance."

"I love you Isolde." Leaning in I placed a small kiss to her lips.

"And I love you Niklaus." She kissed me this time but put more passion into it than previously which caused me to push her out of sight under the staircase and kiss her again.

I let all the emotions I had not been able to show in the past months go into that kiss only stopping when I heard someone clap behind us. Looking up her brothers were standing there with Elena, Caroline, and Matt.

Damon chuckled as he spoke. "Well what do we have here? You two are acting completely scandalous under the stairs. I wonder how your mommy will feel about this."

I smirked at him pulling Isolde closer. "You should really see how scandalous your little sister can be when we are alone."

Damon gave a growl walking off towards the bar.

"Why do you feel the need to antagonize him?" Elena said sounding like she was scolding me.

"Elena you really should keep your mouth shut before I drain you dry and give your blood to Nik as a Christmas gift." Isolde pursed her lips as she glared at her.

I chuckled beside from beside her. "Now love as much as I adore when you are bad you did promise me you would be on your best behavior tonight. Plus you look to stunning to ruin it with Elena's blood."

"But Nik you know my best behavior is when I'm bad." Her eyes danced with a fire I hadn't seen in quit sometime.

"Come sweetheart share a dance with me." I kissed her temple as I pulled her away towards the dance floor.

That night after the party had died down and we had retired to our bedroom I got to make love to my wife for the first time in months. Before she would not let me touch her then she slowly eased into letting me hug her and kiss her. I knew I would get my Is back but it would take time. I believe she feared that she would become pregnant once again and lose the child. I could not blame her for that fear because I too held it in my heart. As my eyes grew heavy I continued to gaze at her sleeping form curled into me, her head lay on my chest and her arm wrapped itself around me, that was the last image I saw before I slipped into a peaceful slumber.

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