➜ 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓲𝓴𝓪𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓛𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓬𝔂

Chapter 1

In the year 1002, a cool evening draped the ancient halls of Court De Martel in an ethereal veil of mystery. Within its opulent chambers, Klaus Mikaelson, the enigmatic progenitor of the Mikaelson family, stood with an air of regal authority, his piercing gaze revealing centuries of untold secrets and boundless power. Beside him, his wife, Cordelia Mikaelson, known as Cora, exuded a rare blend of grace and strength, her presence a testament to the weight of her own lineage as an original tribrid - a being of vampire, witch, and banshee descent.

As the flickering torches cast dancing shadows upon the walls, the Mikaelsons found themselves enveloped in a delicate dance of deception, threading the fine line between their true identities and the façade they wore among the courtly elite. Aurora de Martel, a vision of ethereal beauty tinged with a hint of melancholy, drifted gracefully into the hall, her eyes alight with a forbidden longing that mirrored the shimmering turmoil within her heart.

Aurora's gaze met Klaus's, a silent exchange laden with unspoken desires and hidden truths. Despite his unwavering devotion to Cora, a flicker of intrigue danced in Klaus's eyes, a testament to the magnetic pull of Aurora's presence. Tristan de Martel, the stoic older brother, observed the unfolding tableau with a keen eye, his expression betraying a depth of understanding that belied his years.

The tension in the room crackled like lightning in a summer storm, the weight of unspoken words and unfulfilled desires hanging heavy in the air. Cordelia, her hand resting protectively on her swelling abdomen, felt the stirrings of new life within her, a poignant reminder of the fragile balance they all struggled to maintain in the face of looming uncertainties.

As the evening wore on, the shadows deepened, cloaking the inhabitants of Court De Martel in a shroud of secrecy and intrigue. In the heart of this ancient abode, the Mikaelsons stood poised on the precipice of a new chapter in their immortal saga, where the echoes of destiny reverberated through the corridors of time, heralding a future fraught with promise and peril.

And so, the stage was set for a tale of love and betrayal, power and sacrifice, where the fates of the Mikaelson family intertwined with those of the de Martels in a dance as old as time itself. In the shadows of fate, where light and darkness converge, the legacy of the Mikaelsons would be tested in ways they could never have imagined, setting in motion a chain of events that would reshape the very fabric of their immortal existence.