Marcel and I had gone to the compound.
Klaus was on the balcony overlooking the courtyard, holding a man in a police uniform in a choke hold off of the balcony with one hand while he drank coffee with the other. "The taxpayers of New Orleans deserve a skilled Chief of Police." The police chief squirmed, gasping for breath, terrified. "How inept are you if not a single one of your men can locate the woman I seek?"
The police chief dangled over the courtyard floor, pleading. "We're trying. She's a ghost."
Klaus sighed. "Aurora de Martel is rather petite and may indeed may be able to slip through the cracks like a wicked little cricket, but she is not a ghost." He smirked devilishly. "Not yet." He leaned forward so he could look the police chief in the eye. "I think this city's finest could try a little bit harder, hmm?"
Freya and Elijah walked toward them, looking at Klaus in exasperation.
"I see we're in for another normal Mikaelson breakfast," Freya told them sarcastically.
Elijah rolled his eyes, giving Klaus an incredulous look. "Niklaus, for heaven's sakes. Release the poor creature." The police chief whimpered, shaking his head frantically. Klaus simply shrugged, dropping him, allowing him to fall onto the floor of the courtyard. Freya and Elijah gave Klaus hilariously exasperated looks. Klaus smirked smugly. "That's not what I meant."
Klaus smirked. "He'll live. And he'll remember to do better."
They walked into the upstairs living room.
"Is all this torture necessary?" Freya asked.
Klaus ignored her, calling out into the hallway. "Where have you been?"
Marcel and I walked in, annoyed with Klaus' tactless behavior.
I sighed, responding with a sarcastic comment. "I was doing a locator spell, and Marcel was making sure that the Strix and their witches are out trying to find your loony ex-girlfriend. Is that okay with you?"
Elijah sighed, trying to stop a fight before it could start. "Please."
Marcel sighed in annoyance. "All of our heads are on the chopping block because he lost the one thing that can kill an Original."
Klaus gave Marcel an unamused look.
Freya looked at Marcel, defending Klaus. "It's not his fault that Cami was waving the white oak around like a kite, or that Aurora made a deal with one of your witches, or that your girlfriend Auria went along with Cami's plan."
"Hey, I was just trying to protect Cami," I told them. "I tried to talk her out of the rest."
Klaus walked between us to break up our argument. "Be that as it may, I'm quite capable of defending myself, thank you, Freya. What I cannot do is cast a spell to find Aurora." He looked from Freya to me, giving us a smile that said he was not pleased with our progress, or lack thereof. "In that respect, we're all alike."
I rolled my eyes. "Aurora is cloaked. Most likely by the very witch she killed. Freya and I have been working nonstop every day."
"Well, you've both stopped working now, haven't you?" Klaus asked petulantly. I pursed my lips angrily. "Well, go on. On your wa."
Freya gave him a look. "Do you talk to your other sister like this?" Klaus blanched, clearly guilty. "Didn't think so."
Freya sighed, turning around, walking out, leaving.
Elijah tried to stop her, trying to reach out to her. "Freya..." Freya had already gone. Elijah changed the subject. "What do we know about this traitor in the Strix coven?"
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Every King Needs A Queen / Book Three / Daring Spell Series / The Originals
FanfictionAuria Rayvnne has been appointed as the Regent of New Orleans that resided in the French Quarter. She's a rebel from the beginning that fell in love with Marcel Gerard, and has been a mother figure to Davina Claire. Yes, she stopped the Harvest befo...