Niklaus "Klaudia" Mikaelson is the world's First Original Tribrid. The abomination who defies the laws of Nature itself. Over the millennia, Klaus and her family swore their vow to Always and Forever fight for people in their family, even if it mean...
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With the swing vote having been decided, the Mikaelsons agreed to Lucien acting as their guide to get back in touch with society and how to act among the noble class. They had ditched their ragged clothing in exchange for the expensive and classy wardrobe the victims they killed where associated with the nobleman named Count de Guise.
It was four men and one woman. The gods look upon them with fortune. Plus Klaudia would rather be caught dead than ever wear a dress.
After enjoying the ride to the Castle of de Martel, they arrived at the gala taking place. The Mikaelsons have never seen this many wealthy royalty. Seeing the massive castle leaves them awestruck. They have only lived in small village all their lives from a house made of wood, stones, and hay; never a castle.
Neither Mikaelson cannot keep their eyes off of the grand interior's painting portraits, fine red carpets, defenses as numerous guards stood by that can raid and plunder villages effortlessly, and fortune of gold, jewelry, pearls; anything beyond your wildest imagination.
Yet it made the five siblings nervous.
Lucien fills them in on the details on how they needed to blend in effectively as he gesture to the Count, a nobleman in elderly age wearing a crown sitting on his throne at the far side of the throne room.
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"There. See the Count de Martel? You address him as "Your Grace," all the other nobles as "milord," and when you speak to the count, you should speak of hunting. He loves his hawks and his hounds." He respectfully looks sideways at Rebekah, who is anxious that she looks close to hurling. "And, um, bow deep, milady Rebekah. He also relishes a healthy cleavage."
Rebekah feels uncomfortable that she has to show some flesh to appease a perverted nobleman, though if she and her family wish to blend in, she'll have to compromise for the sake of her family.
Lucien turns to the other siblings and becomes worried when he sees Finn, Kol, Klaudia looking at the ceiling. Luckily, no one is looking and might start gossiping at what is wrong with these three in particular. "For God's sake, all of you, stop looking up." The three do so. Lucien quickly pushes a stray hair that had fallen from Kol's ponytail as he anxiously leads them towards the Count's throne.
After doing so, Kol is easily irritated by Lucien spiffying him, as if he were his mother and he was some child. Kol leans in with a smile that spelled "murder" and whispers into his ear to threaten him. "Touch me again, and I'll tear your arm straight off."
Finn annoyed by his younger brother's vicious and childish antics at easily being triggered scolds him with an annoyed face. "Behave, Kol, or I'll bury you in the ground to rot."
