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SPECIAL EPISODE
"WHEN'D THIS JUST BECOME A MORTAL HOME?"

◽️◽️...October, 2011...◽️◽️

The day after Rosalind was brought to the Plantation Mansion started rather quietly and calm. She was thankful enough for having waken up alone, without a certain someone hovering over her.

Yeah, right! As if Klaus would actually leave her be.

But, knowing her as he does, Klaus made sure to leave the room as soon as he noticed her starting to wake up.

One: he didn't want to enrage her even more. He knows it's not good for her or the little one she's carrying.

Two: he doesn't want to face the hatred and disappointment her eyes show every time she glances his way.

The whole night he spent sat on the edge of the bed, pacing around the room, watching Rosalind closely, not wanting to miss anything more. He refuses to.

Though, it's clear that Klaus wanted nothing more than to just slip under the covers besides Rosalind, wraps his arms around her tightly and simply stay there, taking care of her, protecting her.

And...the littlest wolf.

What? If Rosalind is his little wolf, their little one is his littlest wolf. It's logical.

Quietly, Rosalind leaves her room, walking through the long halls of the mansion, passing by lots of maids, who smiled politely at her, searching room by room for Elijah.

In all her honesty, Rosalind felt one hundred times better knowing he was there. The last thing she wanted was to stay only with Klaus.

Huh uh...

Entering in one specific room, Rosalind glances around, taking in her surroundings, following towards one of the dressers, picking a wristwatch up in hands, having 100% sure that it belongs to Elijah.

Where is he then?

"Good morning, my love"

Uh huh, not this again!

She wasn't even surprised at this point.

Placing the watch down, Rosalind looks over her shoulder, seeing Klaus standing by the threshold, staring at her with soft, unlike-Klaus-eyes.

She doesn't say anything, only turns around and follows out of the room.

It wasn't exactly in her plans having him to teleport himself right in front of her. But she's obviously not surprised.

"How are you feeling?" Klaus asks. Each word carrying a weight and a care uncharacteristic of him.

At least, with others. Rosalind is different.

"How...how are two feeling?" comes as a murmur, a soft plea from him "The baby..." he lifts his hand towards her stomach.

Though, she takes several steps back from him, glaring at the hand he lifted up.

"Have I not made myself clear?" she snaps, glaring furiously at him and the hand he lifted towards her "I don't want you near me or my child!"