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꧁𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞꧂
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KLAUS WAS SAT ON TOP OF ONE OF THE TOMBS, just looking down at the group as he holds the white oak stake in his hands. Grace sighs, turning to Elijah and rebekah who were only waiting for their brother to finally say something. "I see that what I said really touched him." She mutters as Klaus hadn't uttered a single word since she finished her little speech. Apparently he didn't feel like he had to. Rebekah scoffs as she shakes her head, crossing her arms against her chest.
"Oh, please. There's no getting through to him when he's like this." Rebekah points out as she's had a thousand years of this. There was seriously no reasoning with the man. Grace looks at Elijah but she can tell that he was thinking the same thing.
"Let it begin! The trial of Rebekah mikaelson." Klaus states as he points the stake at the blonde original. Rebekah rolls her eyes, placing her hand on her hip.
"What a relief. His ego's in check." She tells them with sarcasm in her voice. Elijah only sighs as he looks down at his sister.
"Just speak your truth. I'll make certain he behaves himself." He replies and Rebekah clenches her jaw as her eyes make their way back up to Klaus. The man had now stood up, only glaring down at her.
"You stand accused of betraying your own blood. How do you plead?" Klaus asks her and Rebekah only gives him a tight smirk as she tilts her head.
"I plead you to shut up and listen." Rebekah retorts as she steps forward a little bit but Klaus only scoffs, holding his arms out.
"You summoned our father. You brought him to our home. What possible defense could you have?" Klaus questions, knowing that it would be some foolish excuse of her love for Marcel. She would have him killed just to be with someone she thinks she loves.
"I knew he was the only thing that you feared and I wanted you to run." Rebekah states as she knew if Mikael came to New Orleans, it would make Klaus leave.
"Because you hated me." Klaus sneers as he glares at his sister. Rebekah scoffs as she shakes her head.
"Because you were hateful. You denied me the freedom to love." She points out and Klaus only chuckles humourless, as he rolls his eyes.
"Oh, so that's your defence? You called Mikael, the destroyer, the hunter of vampires, because I detained you from pursuing some dull suitors." He says sharply as he walks closer to her. Rebekah could only glare at him since he was still missing the point that she didn't need saving all the damn time.
