❝I thought they were just bones.❞
❝If you truly believed that, you would have let her rest.❞
They could bury her bones, but they couldn't bury the truth.
For 90 years, Klaus Mikaelson has been haunted by the memory of the woman he betrayed.
For...
You knew it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart
You knew the password, so I let you in the door
You knew you won, so what's the point of keeping score?
You knew it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart
But what you did was just as dark
Darling, this was just as hard
As when they pulled me apart
hoax | Taylor Swift
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The rune stones in Rowan Blackfyre's hands bounced off each other as she shook them in her clenched palms. She had turned to every source of magic she could for answers, each giving her the confirmation she needed, but didn't want to hear.
Klaus was in Mystic Falls.
He was here, and he was coming for her.
Rowan tossed the rune stones overhead, whispering to herself as they flipped in the air. She caught them in hand, opening her palm to reveal the answer she already knew.
She was supposed to be helping train Bonnie to harness her magic, but instead they were holed up in the Salvatore Boarding House contemplating what to do next. Even if she trained Bonnie, she wasn't sure the young witch could take out Klaus before the magic she was holding consumed her. But now Klaus was here, and their already limited training time had been massively affected. There was no way she could do it, not in so little time. Rowan could train Bonnie for years and it may still have been in vain. A matter of days was never going to be enough time.
"Trouble on the witch front?" Damon asked, joining them in the living room with a glass of bourbon already in hand.
Rowan was on her knees by the coffee table, various grimoires and trinkets strewn across it.
"We're out of time." She breathed. "He's here."
"You're sure?" Rowan nodded, and Damon looked over her head. She pivoted to see Stefan lurking in the doorway. "I guess we'd better get a plan of attack ready."
