𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄 | ❝ I feel the pages turning. I see the candle burning down. Before my eyes, before my wild eyes. I feel you holding me. ❞
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Made of stardust and magical things
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𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 an unknow...
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"Where is Annamarie," Klaus demanded more than questioned. Looking around as he pushed Hope behind him, blocking her from everyone's view. He wanted to make sure Anna was safe, but he also wanted to keep Hope safe as well.
As he said Anna's name the inner circle were quick to stand beside and close to Anna and Rhysand. Rhysand still having Anna in his arms as he helped her stand. She was still shaking up and not letting him go. Having memories of her past resurface. She was plagued by memories of when she was forced into the world of Prythian. She couldn't get over the fear that had a tight grip on her.
"Who are you all and what do you want with my High Lady?" Cassian questioned quickly with vigor. His humorous attitude was gone. He was now standing close and protectively near Anna. Much like Azriel and the others. Now knowing these people wanted something with their High Lady, their friend, their sister.
"Alright how about we all calm -," Freya started. Trying to defuse the situation and calm everyone. Because she didn't want things to get out of hand. But she was soon cut off by Rhysand's strong deep authoritative voice. As he realized who these people were... the Mikaelsons.
"What the fuck are you all doing here?" Rhysand questioned or more so demanded with anger. He was fuming. He didn't know why they were here in Prythian. And he wanted to know how Anna's father and that side of her family were here in Prythian. He wanted answers. But he was even more furious that they caused his mate to become so scared. He was filled with anger that Anna had to go through such a thing.
