THOSE SEVEN DAYS, EPILOGUE.

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11091535/1/Those-seven-days

Written by NostalgicUniverse.

Fanfiction.

This is an old story that I love,

She never wrote an Epilogue, I have always wanted one.



CHAPTER 1.

Klaus was looking out of his room window thinking of how he had taken over French Quarter from Marcel, gotten his home back, how they had agreed to co-rule the quarter when his thoughts were interrupted by Marcel saying. "Cyrus Labonair is here to see you?"

Klaus turned to him asking, "About what?"

Marcel said, "About the peace treaty between werewolves and vampires."

Klaus laughed and asked, "That is still on?"

Marcel said, "it ended for decades but Cyrus renewed it five years back. Before you go down you should know that his daughter Andrea is to be married to the vampire leader of the French Quarter."

Klaus said, "Married? but the treaty didn't say anything about being married."

Marcel said, "Well Cyrus is a traditionalist."

Klaus asked, "If he is so traditionalist then why is he giving his daughter to a vampire?"

Marcel smiled and said, "As I recall, you were quite happy with that treaty back then."

Klaus said annoyed, "That was then, 90 years back. Things have changed. Times have changed."

Marcel said, "Not a lot in fact. Wolves still marry within packs to share their powers, strengthen them. Marriage of convenience or in other words arranged marriages still happen in many cultures."

Klaus smiled and said, "Well good for you then."

He stared at the smirk on Marcel's face and said laughing humorlessly, "Oh no. That is preposterous. You are the leader of vampires."

Marcel said, "Well Cyrus will never agree to give his daughter's hand in my hand knowing that Klaus Mikaelson is back and is the king of the French Quarter. He knows you by reputation and from history."

Klaus glared at him angrily and then walked out of the room followed closely by Marcel who had an amused smile on his lips.

He stopped as he saw a big middle aged man with a kind face standing in the courtyard. He walked to him and said, "You are the chief of the Crescent pack as I understand. I am Klaus Mikaelson."

He noticed Cyrus' eyes widening and darted to Marcel who nodded his head. He quickly gained composure and said, "Cyrus Labonair. I didn't know you were back."

Klaus smirked and said ,"Well now you know. And it looks like you know about me."

Cyrus said, "Of course. You are well known in the New Orleans supernatural community. Part wolf, part vampire, the hybrid. The one who started this peace treaty."

Klaus said, "If I remember correctly It was Zen Labonair who started it with his daughter Lana. Who was more than willing to do so?"

He could see apprehension on Cyrus's face and smirked. After a moment Cyrus said, "So you will be the one taking my daughter's hand in marriage?"

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