Blood and Honey (Vampire Diaries FanFic)

94- An Invitation

Raelyn's P.O.V.

A couple hours later..

A few hours ago, Klaus' howls of pain had suddenly stopped. After that, I had heard unfamiliar voices speaking from time to time. There were moments where I thought I heard Elijah or Klaus speak, but most of what was heard, was an unfamiliar woman's voice, or Rebekah's. Due to my respect for Elijah; and also wanting to be cautious of Klaus' possible wrath if things had gone south; I stayed inside my room, so that Elijah and his family could spend their time together. Afterall, from what I knew, it had been a very long time since Elijah had spoken to any of his family, besides Klaus. Sighing, I check the time once again. It's past midnight.. I think to myself in worry. It had been quiet for quite some time. The voices had stopped an hour or so ago, but there was still no word from Elijah.

Just as I'm about to call it a night, however, someone quietly knocks on my door, catching my attention. Worried at who it might be, I stay silent. They knock again. "Ms. Lockwood, are you awake..?" The moment Elijah's quiet voice finds me, I let out a sigh of relief, before walking to the door, and opening it. "Are you alright..?" I ask quietly, looking him over. Hearing my concern, he nods reassuringly, as I let him in. "I am unharmed, do not worry. Our plan worked, mostly." He says. "Mostly..?" I ask confused, closing the door behind him. "The coffin, it did not have what Damon had thought. The coffin held our mother within." He explains. Hearing this, my eyes widen. "Your mother..?" I ask. He nods. "She wishes for us to be a family again.." he says, his voice taking on a strange tone. Hearing this, I furrow my brows. "That's...a good thing, isn't it..?" I ask confused. All he's ever wanted was to be reunited with his family...so why's he seem so.. Shaking out of my thoughts, I tilt my head in confusion. "...Elijah..?" I ask. After a few moments of silence, he sighs. "I suppose it is, however, I find it hard to believe that our mother would be so forgiving towards Niklaus. What he did to her, to our family...that is not something that I can forgive him for so easily.." he says. Hearing this, I nod silently, as I try to imagine how he must be feeling right now. He had been so ready to take the rest of his siblings and leave Klaus behind, but now..

Sighing, I shake my head. "I know this...probably isn't what you want to hear right now, but.." I trail off. "Forgiveness doesn't happen overnight, Elijah. I'm sure your mother knows that. It'll take time. But, don't forget that you and your siblings are practically immortal." I say. "Now, I'm sure right now, you have no interest in forgiving him, and I'm the last person that's going to judge you for that. Hell, I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive Klaus for what he did to Tyler and I. But, that's not to say you won't be able to forgive Klaus for what he did to your family. Could be weeks, months, or even years down the road, but chances are, you'll wanna try eventually." I say with a shrug. "What makes you so sure..?" He asks. Hearing this, I sigh, and speak. "Because he's your family." I say matter-of-factly. "Plus, let's just say that I'm speaking from experience. Not the same kind as yours, obviously, but...I know a thing or two about being forgiven after doing something that makes a sibling hate you." I say, thinking back to how I triggered my Werewolf Curse. "You do?" He asks curiously. I nod. "Yeah, but, let's not get into that. It's unimportant." I say, waving the subject off. Hearing this, Elijah nods in understanding. "As you wish." He says.

"So...now that you have your family back, what's next for you? Still gonna leave Mystic Falls?" I ask curiously. "My mother wishes to stay here for a while, actually." He says, casually looking around my room. "Oh? Well, I guess I understand. Afterall, she and your siblings did just revive and whatnot. Plus, depending on how long they've been daggered, it's gonna take time to get used to the new ways of the world and everything." I say, sitting on the edge of my bed, leaning back on my arms, while crossing my legs casually. "My family has always been quite resilient, when it comes to adjusting to the times, actually." He explains, before peering towards my open closet, as if looking for something. "What are you looking for..?" I ask curiously. Hearing this, Elijah sighs, and glances towards me. "I admit, I have another reason for visiting you tonight, asside from wishing to fill you in on what occurred earlier." He says, turning towards me fully. I tilt my head curiously, before I motion for him to go on. "My mother wishes to celebrate our family's reunion with a Traditional Ball. I would like to ask you to accompany me." He says. Hearing this, my eyes widen slightly, before I raise a brow. Is he...still acting like he needs a Bodyguard..? I think to myself, as I watch him straighten his back, as he awaits my answer.

"As your...bodyguard..?" I ask curiously, wanting to be sure I didn't get the wrong idea. Not that it really matters, I'll still go with him since he asked, I mean, Klaus told me to stay by his side, so I can't exactly refuse, even if I wanted to.. I snap out of my thoughts, hearing Elijah chuckle in amusement. "No, not this time. This time, I simply wish for your company. If you will allow it, of course." He says, his hands folded casually behind his back, bowing his head slightly. Hearing those words, my eyes widen in surprise. My company..? Wait...does he...want me to be his Date..? I blink a few times as I process this. I mean, I've never been one for crowds, but...being his Date, it could be a good distraction from all of this crap, hell, it might even be fun...just as long as nothing ruins the evening.. Shaking out of my thoughts, I shrug. "Hey, why not? We get along well enough. I'm sure we could both use the distraction anyway." I say, hopping off the bed. In a way, he and I have become something like friends. Might do us both some good. I think to myself. "Before I answer...there's just one thing I need to know.." I say. If it's really a traditional ball, then that means dancing.. He motions for me to go ahead and ask. "How...attached are you to your feet..?" I ask hesitantly. He gives me a questioning glance. "Specifically, your toes.." I clarify.