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FANTASY. ix.reigning pain in new orleans ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
IT WAS A SHORT drive from the plantation home to their destination. The only time either of the three talked were the three times Moira questioned where they were headed, which would only result in a simple 'You'll see' from Klaus or silence. Hayley didn't bother to engage in the slightest bit of conversation with the hybrid during the ride, and Moira can't say she necessarily blames her.
Ever since the girls were given the luxury of living in the plantation home, it had been like Hayley was just waiting for Klaus to do something that would push her over the limit, an excuse to leave. When they found out the details behind Elijah's disappearance, Moira thought it would be then that the werewolf would break. And then after the night Davina finally broke the link between the girls and Sophie, she definitely thought Hayley would book it. But, she stayed, and Moira knew the main reason was Elijah and his determination regarding her safety. So, now that Klaus had gone manic in a fit of self-pity and put his own brother through the consequences, Moira was growing increasingly worried.
If there is anything that Moira had learned during her time with Hayley, it is that the werewolf will not take disrespect unless her life is on the line. Now that their lives are no longer controlled by the likes of Sophie Deveraux, Hayley was free to do what she pleased. Moira was just worried that Hayley would mistakenly put forth her own wants before her child's needs, which, believe it or not, Moira believed one of those needs to be Klaus.
Once the vehicle was parked, the three exited the car. Both Hayley and Moira looked at the seemingly ancient building before them in wonder. Never in their time in New Orleans had either of the girls seen the place. But, obviously, Klaus was familiar with it.
"Okay." Moira sighed, following Klaus into the structure. "Now that we're here and I still have no idea of our whereabouts, can you please tell me where we are?"
Klaus clicked his tongue against the top of his mouth before turning to face Moira and Hayley. "This is the house of the Mikaelson legacy." He informed the two, extending his arms as he gestured toward the entirety of the courtyard accompanied by the home surrounding it. "The one that Marcel so impertinently took from its rightful owners for the usage of his vampire bondage sessions." Moira's face visibly cringed in disgust of the hybrid's choice of words, Klaus smirking in amusement. "But, not to worry because it has now officially been restored."
"Alright, well, what are we doing here?" Moira asked the hybrid, still misunderstanding why her presence was necessary.
"Well, you two," Klaus began, a devilish smirk appearing upon his face that brought Moira the smallest of goosebumps. "Are going to be switching your residencies once again in this enchanting place that you and I will now call home."
