The Devils Hero ( Klaus Mikaelson )

Chapter 21

    After last nights conversation with klaus, i am kind of nervous to see him this morning. But i have no choice. Seeing as i am now kind of living here. We havent made it offical, but i haven't been home in weeks. He wants to protect me. Keep me safe, so he makes me stay here.

      Im assuming marcel is dead and felicity is still locked up. I know that there will be othwr dangers, due to klaus having a thousand years worth of enemies. I just take everything dsy by day now. Hoping to have pur wedding soon. I can not wait to be Mrs. Niklaus Mikaelson. It has a catching ring to it.

      Just as i was waking up and soaking in the sunlight, klaus walks threw the door of his room. He has a small smile plastered all over his face. I give a gentle one back. Happy to see my love so happy himself. Right now, i have not a clue what i would do with out him. Hes just so perfect for me.

    "Good morning love." Klaus greets me.

     I smile as a reply, get out of bed and walk over to where he is and plant a quick kiss on his lips before making my way to the bathroom to get myself ready for today.

     After i shower and get myself presentable, i make my way down stairs. I dont see anyone. Not even klaus. Which is a little annoying. His house is kind of big so i get lost alot. I go back up in his study and painting room. Still there is nobody. Im confused now. Did everyone leave me here alone? So i go back down stairs , then i see a plate of brrakfast food on the table. I furrow my brows a bit in confusion. I sit down anyways and about to take my first bite. When klaus walks on from the kitchen area with a cup of blood.

       "Im not much of a cook. " he says to me. I let out a giggle.

     "Eggs are fine with me." I say as i take another bite. He gives me half crooked smile that i can not get enough of.

     "Would you accompany me to a event today?" He ask. I look at him confused on what type of event he would attend.

      "What is it?" I ask curiously.

      "Its a suprise." He replies slyly.

     Later after breakfast, we stroll threw the quarter to a big building. It doesnt have a sign on it to tell me what it is. Its huge and made of stone.  Im a bit nervous what could be behind these walls of this building. But with klaus i feel safe and secure.

     We walk in, and its a art show. I should have known. Its his passion. When you love someone you share your passion with them. Which gives me an idea on what i would like to show klaus soon.

      He takes his hand in mine and we stroll threw looking at paintings. When we come to one and completely stop. "What is this?" I ask him.

        "This is mine. I made this in 1915." He tells me. I am shocked. His painting is in a museum? I knew he had talent but didnt ever think his painting would be in here.

       "This painting tells alot of a heart broken man whose longing to find a true love that can free him of pain and dispaire." He begins. "The man just needed to know all love isnt bad and he doesnt need to be angry to get what he wants."

      "Why are you showing this to me?" I ask.

     "Its about you."