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CHAPTER SIX | OUT OF THE EASY
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PANIC ABOUT REBEKAH'S WHEREABOUTS SENT SHOCKWAVES THROUGH THE MIKALESON FAMILY. After being ordered to come home and abandon her quest to find a way to resurrect Kol, Rebekah was cornered by Aya and staked before she had a chance to head back to her family. A locator spell proved useless when Freya and Riley announced whatever witch had lured Rebekah into the trap and seemingly made it impossible for them to track her and so they needed a new plan.
"Welcome to our home." Elijah greeted immediately once he and Riley stepped out onto the balcony which overlooked the courtyard. There was a table for a Thanksgiving meal set in the centre whilst Aurora, Tristan, Lucien and Klaus all greeted each other below. "I do wish it was under better circumstances. We all face a common threat— a prophecy warning that my siblings and I would all fall within a year. I fear my sister already has."
Tristan shook his head once Elijah and Riley finally reached the courtyard. "Only as a precautionary measure, I assure you."
"Precautionary? If we're being honest, putting Rebekah down was incredibly unnecessary. We all want to prevent this prophecy from coming to pass, so surely the best thing to do would be to stand together."
"Exactly that, my dear." Elijah beamed, then smiled back to their guests. "And since any alliance is impossible without honesty, let us begin this evening's proceedings by formally acknowledging your clandestine alliance."
Lucien shifted uncomfortable at the mention of his partnership with Tristan. "Now, gentlemen, before—"
"—Sh. Sh. Sh. Sh. Sh. Lucien, please." Elijah was quick to silence Klaus' first sired. "Let's not ruin the dinner before it begins."
"And do try to bear in mind, we expect an honest and production negotiation this evening."
"Shall we begin?" The three uncomfortably walked toward the table to take their seats which left Riley, Klaus and Elijah to give silent looks to each other before they joined the table.
"It's a bit odd, isn't it?" Lucien spoke up once an array of compelled waiters placed food onto the table. "Celebrating an American holiday?"
"Well, you know, Lucien, I rather enjoy Thanksgiving. The turkey, the cranberry sauce. The lies, the deceit, the betrayal." Elijah's eyes glanced around the table. "Perhaps we should begin this evening's proceedings with a little confusion, and do help yourselves."
"So, this entire dinner is meant to be some boorish inquisition?" Aurora sighed with a pointed look on her face, whilst Riley innocently sipped her wine. "How rude."
"Nonsense, love. My brother merely wishes to make certain we are all on the same page. So, who would like to begin?"
"Well, Lucien and I have always loathed each other. Had we arrived as allies with news of a bleak future, you would have doubted us." Tristan explained toward Klaus, who remained straight-faced. "We sought to remove suspicion by maintaining appearances."
