Kiara and her family and friends has now move to New Orleans. And she and Annabeth found themselves pregnant and must protect their unborn children from a coven of witches. They must fight for their family, no matter what the consequences will bring.
The next night, The art exhibition is underway, and though there are no familiar faces, Klaus seems to have drawn a large crowd. One middle-aged man looks at the painting of Kiara, laying naked in his bed, which Klaus made months ago and discusses the artwork with his two females companions.
" It's a derivative fiasco... little atmosphere, less technique. It's nothing more than a self-congratulatory ego trip." The critic slightly scoffed.
Nearly, Klaus and Kol are eavesdropping on the man's criticisms and watches him walk away. After a moment, a man appeared out of nowhere and alerts Klaus and Kol his presence by speaking to him.
"I wouldn't expect you to host an art show without compelling the critics to speak your praise." The man speaks up so that they only can hear.
"And I wouldn't expect an uncultured savage to crash such a formal affair." Klaus smirked at the familiar face, not unhappy to see him, and the man chuckled.
"Yeah, not my usual scene. Though, that mouthy blood bag does have a point. Your work is derivative..." The man shrugged and looks over at the art critic from earlier, who has moved on to another painting.
"Oh?" Klaus said, amused.
"Of Degas, I'd say. Although, I happen to know that you compelled Degas to mentor you. I always thought his work improved after your influence." The man told his old friend.
Klaus gestures toward him and smiles "Finally! Someone with an eye for art!"
"Well, live long enough and you develop a taste for it... among other things. Speaking of which, can we please have a drink? I am quite parched." The man said, lowering his voice before leaning toward Klaus and Kol.
Klaus and Kol laughed doyfully and throw theirs arm around Lucien's shoulders before leading him to the bar. They take a seat at the bar, where they are reminiscing about their past as they drink copious amounts of liquor.
"You know, Kol, I always thought of you as a bloody loon!" Lucien told Kol and Klaus laughed hysterically.
"Hey." Kol said, offended.
"But Finn! Oh, Finn... Finn was fine... as long as you didn't actually have to speak to him." Lucien laughed.
"Have you spoken to her?" Klaus muttered.
"Them?" Kol said.
"Who?" Lucien asked, confused.
Klaus and Kol raises their eyebrows suggestively, and Lucien suddenly realizes who they were talking about "Oh, you mean them. As you well know, Aurora and I parted ways centuries ago."
Klaus and Kol looks as though they're about to say something, but before they can, they sees Annabeth and Kiara walked into the club.
Annabeth was wearing a short pink dress with some heels.
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