England, 1492 (Angelina)
I wake up in the morning to the sun shining on my face through the window, and a strong arm wrapped around my waist. I turn in his hold to look at him. He's awake, his blue eyes staring back at me. "I do not appreciate people watching me sleep. It is creepy," I whisper jokingly. I am surprised he has stayed in bed with me this long. He usually gets up early.
"I could not help myself," he smiles. There is a knock on his door. "Brother, are you in there?" he sighs.
"Just a minute." He climbs out of bed and throws on his trousers and shirt. He opens the door, "Elijah, I am a bit preoccupied at the minute."
"This will only take a second, it is about the ri-"
"Brother! I said I am a bit preoccupied. I shall meet you later. Alright?"
"... alright then. Meet me at eleven. Do not be late."
He shuts the door with a sigh. I sit up to stretch my arms, then lie back down again. This is the problem with the morning time. I always seem to be glued to the bed.
"Tired?" he smirks as he lays back down on the bed.
"Mmm," I utter as I roll back over. He pushes up against my back, then reaches his arms around to tickle my stomach. "Stop! Let go of me!" I manage to get out while laughing. He stops and I elbow him into the stomach. He groans.
"I must get dressed and head back to my room," I say, sitting up with the sheet around me and looking at him.
"Alright then," he says, not making an attempt to move.
"Okay.. so can you.."
"Can I what?" he smirks. He knows exactly what I mean.
"Fine, then," I say getting out of bed, picking up my clothes and heading into his bathroom. I can feel his eyes on me as I walk, naked. He's still in the same position when I come out, smiling wide.
"You did not have to go in there, you know. I would have turned around had you asked."
"Would you?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.
"I am a gentleman, as you well know."
"Hmmm. Anyway, I shall be getting back to my room now."
"I shall see you later, my love."
"Alright. I'll be off then. I can tell you are dying to jump up and down with excitement when I leave the room," I joke.
He laughs, "only for you, darling." I shake my head with a smile and shut the door. Lillian is in my room, tidying when I get back.
"Angelina, I was wondering where you were," she gives me a look. She knows full well where I was. But we're friendly enough that she won't say anything. "Should I draw you a bath?"
"Please, Lillian."
***
When I am dressed, breakfasted and ready for the day, I head to the library. I browse the shelves, looking at books that I did not take the time to look at before. I reach a section that intrigues me. Such odd titles. Witches, werewolves, supernatural beings, vampires. I pick up a few and flick through them.
I place them back on the shelf quickly and walk on when I hear footsteps coming towards me. Elijah. "Good day, Angelina."
"Elijah," I nod my head.
"Niklaus told me to tell you that he is out at the moment, but he shall find you later."
"Thankyou, Elijah."
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From Ashes To Embers(Klaus Mikaelson)
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