My Dearest Elijah, I understand if you despise me for my actions. It's a burden I bear with a heavy heart. Yet, please know that every choice I made was for your sake and that of your family. The situation demanded a sacrifice, one that I made out of love for you. My affection for you outweighs any pain caused, and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I had reasons to do what I did...I tried to bring them to reason you in this letter. Please, try and understand me....
Elijah folded the piece of paper back like it was kept tucked safely and perfectly inside the envelope addressed to him. He could not bring himself to go on to read the rest of the letter. Maybe it was because his eyes were clouded from the tears that collected or because his heart ached terribly making his hands tremble.
No matter what the letter contained, whatever the reason may be, but it didn't or rather could never change the fact that it happened. It happened and no one could undo it.
Maeve had left him.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
24 Hours Ago
Maeve had her eyes closed and hands raised with palms up and open. Several incoherent words left her lips. Her spell was directed at the moonstones scattered in the granite bowl kept on the wooden table in the workshop she built for herself inside her apartment.
Days went by with shocking turn of events. Marcel, despite being outcasted, interfered into the city and attacked the Alpha of the crescent moon pack and his comrades. He destroyed the moonstones, which on his part was a strategically planned attempt to sabotage Klaus's plans. So the man turned to his closest friend and requested if he could use the resources of her large pack and gather moonstones.
Maeve agreed and got enough moonstones to at least begin the process. And so it all came to the evening. Maeve performing the spell, getting back into her well missed and affectionately called "Ally" position in the lives of the Mikaelson family.
Klaus entered the room just as Maeve began the spell. He held out his hand, palm up.
"What is this?" inquired Maeve glancing at the crystal clear thick red vial in his palm.
"It's my blood. You would require it for the spell, wouldn't you?" he asked clearly puzzled with the question. "Genevieve said she would."
Maeve rolled her eyes. "Nikky baby, come on. It's me──better, smarter and more efficient."
Klaus smiled back at her. He placed the vial on the table. "Thank you Maeve."
"Ah forget it. I just like that I am back."
"Me too. You seem more like the old Maeve." Maeve smiled back at him.
