"Once upon a time there was a majestic Queen who lived with her noble brothers and sister in a kingdom where music and art were celebrated. The Queen did not foresee having a child, but she lived in an enchanted land where all things were possible. In time, she was blessed with a beautiful baby daughter, for whom she wished only peace.""Still the queen had demons who pursued her,there was a ruthless beast who wanted to take the kingdom for her own."
"Armed with a pack of untamed creatures, she drove the other magical creatures from the land. And, there was a wicked sorceress with enchanted stones that weakened the Queen every full moon."
Kara stood in the nursery, staring out the window, she overlooked the streets when her brothers hand touched her on her shoulder. She glanced at Niklaus before turning her gaze back to the street. She closed her eyes, her chest ached painfully at the loss but she could not allow herself to completely fall apart.
Seeing the shadow her enemies cast upon her home, the queen was driven to send her beloved princess away, convincing all who remained that she was forever lost
The Queen, in her sorrow, turned away from the world. The castle closed its doors, and the kingdom fell. Some say that the only light that shines in the castle illuminates the shadow of the once majestic Queen in the room meant for her child. But, as the ruthless beasts took rule over the fallen queens realm, little did they know that she and her brothers and sister would not rest until their enemies were vanquished. For they believed that one day, they would heal their kingdom and bring their precious princess home so that she might live happily ever after."
"We'll destroy them all."
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Mikaelson Compound
Kara stared at the empty canvas before her, in the background Mozarts requiem in D minor plays. She glanced at the pallet of paints, each freshly squeezed and yet her mind was blank, nothing came to mind, every single part of her felt numb.
In a fit of rage she threw the blank canvas across the room.
Klaus and Elijah stepped through the doors while Klaus picked up the empty canvas and stared at it for a while.
"Shall we call this your white period then?" Klaus quipped
Kara poured herself a drink angrily "Well unlike you Niklaus .. I only paint when inspiration has struck me and I'm feeling very uninspired without hearing the screams of my enemies as they die!"
"Well I suppose you could listen to some rock music? That does sound like screams of despair." Elijahs' joke fell flat when Kara tossed the decanter against the wall.
"It's been months! Months! You told me that your plan was to wait, and bait our enemies and yet here were are , every month I'm made to suffer and lose my strength while those filthy animals parade around !"She screamed angrily.
"To be fair, lying in wait was Elijah's plan. I was all for destroying them immediately" Klaus added with a smirk.
Kara glared at him before looking to Elijah "Tell me ? How long must I wait still — this inertia is killing me and to quote our younger brother 'I need to spill blood'"
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The past has way of coming back
FanfictionSequel to 'The burdens we carry' Kara found love in a young werewolf and created a lovely daughter. Hope Andrea Mikaelson But their daughter would never be safe until their enemies are destroyed. More secrets are revealed, a prophecy spoken, a r...