Love & marriage

Sinners and saints

Elijah is standing in Davina's room in the attic, where he is standing in front of Davina as the two stare at each other. His skin is gray and mottled still from not feeding during the months he was daggered, and he can't help but focus on Davina's pulsing carotid artery as a result of his hunger. Davina seems unfazed. 

Elizabeth wakes up in the attic, too. She yelps when she sees Davina hovering over her and yells again when she sees Elijah. "What the f-...What...is this?" She says once she calms down.

"I saw what you did last night, very impressive." Davina says as she starts drawing. "What did I do?" Elizabeth asks.

"You crippled my hands and lit the pews on fire by exploding the candles." She says, drawing the scene and showing it to Elizabeth. "Your brother healed me in exchange for leaving with your father."

"He left without me?"

"He said you needed to calm down. Plus, I need a representative for your uncle."

"I can speak for myself." He says. 

"You're the one they call honorable." Davina says, walking away from the easel.

"Yes, that's what they call me. And yet, I followed my brother here to New Orleans to engage in a war. So, I ask you-- does that sound honorable to you?"

"You don't look well."

"Well, only this morning, I had a mystical dagger embedded in my chest, so I'd say I'm holding myself together quite well. Davina, I believe that you and I have the power to end a war between witches and vampires before it truly begins. I, by keeping my brother in line; you, by behaving like your true self-- not some tool for Marcel or the witches."

"And why should I trust you?"

"Well, for one thing, in spite of a ravenous hunger, I have not tried to take your blood."

"Why not? I'm the only one here you can drink from."

"Even in my present condition, I would not feed from a child." Davina takes a hat pin and pricks her finger with it. A drop of blood clings to the tip of it, and she places the drop on Elijah's lip. He licks the drop of blood off of his lower lip, and after a moment, Elijah's skin returns to it's normal complexion. Davina looks pleased and smiles at him.

"She's not a child, she's a...she-devil." Elizabeth says to Elijah.

"Oh, please she's 16 at most."

"I am 16." Davina states.

"Exactly. What's the most she could do?" Elijah says.

"Well, if you would take a look at the church downstairs, maybe you would get an idea of what she could truly do."

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Klaus is pacing in the back kitchen of Rousseau's, which is empty of employees. When Sophie finally comes into the room with a basket of produce, Klaus grabs her and vamp-speeds them back to the plantation house for a meeting. 

He brings her to the living room, where Rebekah is waiting for them, and deposits Sophie onto the couch. "We had a deal! You protect my unborn child, I dismantle Marcel's army. And whilst I've been busy fulfilling my part of the bargain, you allowed Diana to be attacked and almost killed by a gaggle of lunatic witches." Klaus says angrily.

"I had nothing to do with it, I swear. Diana and I are linked, remember? She dies, I die." Sophie states.

"Then who were they?" Rebekah asks confused.

"They are a faction of extremists. Sabine stupidly told them about some vision she had about the baby."

"What kind of vision?"