My dearest sister Rebekah,
I hope this letter finds you in good health wherever you may be, I sincerely hope you're happy, and not worrying about our brothers who are still so obstinate.
I'm hoping you don't mind if I carry on telling you about when I met Posie for the first time, when she told me about her new affliction caused by our dear brother Niklaus, she had met him deep in the woods of eastern France, where he, Elijah and yourself had been running from our father.
You had apparently already lost Finn and Kol at this point according to Posie. (Little did I know that Finn was, at this point, daggered in his coffin.)
"They slaughtered my whole village, only I made it out alive, your brother had taken a liking to me, something that has no good sides." Posie had explained as we sat around a camp fire I'd conjured with my almost dormant magic.
I had apologised profusely despite never meeting any of you aside from Finn who had not been present.
"Freya, please, this is not your fault by any means, you cannot help who shares your blood." Posie had constantly retorted, a saying she would repeat to me over many centuries.
"Your siblings are, according to whispers, still in France, making their way towards Belgium, they haven't finished terrorising Europe just yet." She had told me, smiling warmly, pulling her shawl tightly round her, a habit she would later tell me, claiming she didn't feel the cold.
I had nodded and given her my thanks, suddenly feeling reluctant, did I really want to meet my long lost siblings if they were doing such terrible things?
Inside I had nodded, of course, as Klaus likes to tell us 'family reigns' and family would always come first.
Maybe if I'd known being a Mikaelson had carried that mantra I would've left Posie well alone, left her out of the, as she called it, 'Original Drama'.
1187 had sparked a change in me, a change in which I questioned who my family really were.
Only when I woke up next when I fully understand that family isn't always blood.
until next letter, all my love
your sister freya
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