𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑫𝑶𝑿𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 - Klaus Mikaelson

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒊𝒏𝒆

October 21, 1875

I shrugged my coat off, letting it fall to the floor, not caring to move it as I walked further into the house. My heels clicked along the tile as I stepped into the large living space where Niklaus stood, painting a large piece in front of the window. I smiled as I stepped close, keeping quiet as I walked behind him.

"That is beautiful, my love." I whispered as his brush stroked a paint streak along the bottom of the canvas. He was painting the sunset, watching out the window as the sun slowly disappeared.

"Where have you been?" He asks lowly, almost angry. I sigh with an eye roll as I step away. I chuckle lightly before I speak.

"Just out. Where's Marcellus?"

"Setting fire to the north village?" He asked without looking away from his canvas. I turned and stared at him. He wasn't completely wrong, but how did he know? I've been hiding my dragon side for centuries, and it was angry at me, clawing its way out.

I kept it hidden from the family, but letting my dragon side out once in a while was making it easier to control. I would fly around in the night when it was cloudy to stay hidden and set fire to forests in the middle of nowhere to ease the burn in my throat. I knew they would not be happy if they found out.

The sound of the front door caught my attention and soon after, Marcellus stepped into the living area, a thick coat similar to mine. He looked at me for only a moment before staring a hole into his boot.

"You had him follow me?" I asked in disbelief as Niklaus refused to look at me.

"You were disappearing at night every other day. I thought it was an affair in the beginning. I've had Marcellus watching you for weeks." I looked between the two in shock. Niklaus not looking at me, focused on his painting as If I did not matter, and Marcellus looking shamefully at the floor.

"And what exactly did he find that you're so upset over?" I asked as I stepped toward him.

He finally looked at me before he spoke. "You have been using your dragon side. I thought you had it under control."

"I am a dragon, Nik. Hiding that side of me all these years has made it harder to control, using those abilities has made it easier. Why is that so upsetting to you?" I truly did not understand why he was so upset.

"Why hide it?" He asked. His eyes showed a slight hint of sadness before disappearing back to his unemotional side. I sighed for a spoke.

"Because I knew this is how you would react. You hate that I'm stronger than you." I say, almost immediately regretting it.

"You? Stronger than me? The only time you're stronger than me is when there's a dagger in my heart." He laughed menacingly as he set down his paint palate. I scoffed at his arrogance.

"You fear me, we both know it. You're afraid that one day I'll realize the monster everyone believes you to be." He stayed silent as I spoke and I knew I was right.

"You know I'm strong enough to kill you if I wanted to, and you fear one day I will." Anger pulsed through me. At his suspicion of an affair. How could he think that? Since the day I turned, all I did was show him how much I loved him. But also at his fear. I have always stood by him, even when I disagreed with his decisions.

"Get out." He spat at me through his teeth. I shook my head as I stared at him, sadness seeping through my eyes, tears threatening to spill.

"All I've ever done is love you...why is it so hard for you to trust me?" I whispered as I slowly left the room. Turning to walk out the door despite my deep want to run upstairs and lay in our bed as I cried.