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My feet scurry out of my bedroom as I make my way over to the edge of the railing and I look down below to the courtyard. My hands clench in anger from being abruptly awoken by a loud noise. My eyesight only find Elijah standing there as men around him renovate the compound.

"Elijah! There are human beings that need sleep. Maybe a little warning would be nice next time." I retort and he looks up, giving me an apologetic smile in response. Elijah turns to his workers with a raised hand and they immediately stop at his gesture.

"I agreed to a general sprucing up, not a bloody three-ring circus." Klaus chimes in the conversation. I watch as he walks down the stairs and greets his brother.

"Marcel and his minions abused our home for the better part of a century. Now, you might be content to live in squalor. I'm not." Elijah tells Klaus and I spin on my heels and walk back into my bedroom.

I close the door and change my outfit for the day. There's no point in going back to sleep now and I do plan on spending the day with Klaus considering we still haven't talked.

After the party Elijah threw, I was so exhausted I didn't even bother going up to Klaus' room and instead I went to sleep. I just don't know how to talk to him anymore and it's killing me. Apart of me wants it to go back to what it used to be but I know that cannot happen.

I step out of my room once I finished getting ready and walk back to the railing like I did about fifteen minutes ago. I look down and spot three people, Elijah, Klaus, and Genevieve.

The sight of her reminded me of that traumatizing day and I've been trying so hard to erase it from my mind, but seeing her again makes my stomach form into knots.

Everyone must've heard my gasp when all their heads turn towards my direction. Genevieve grins at me, "Hello, Maya. I hope to see you tonight at the Feast of the Blessings Festival."

She then turns around and nods once at Klaus and Elijah before walking out of the compound, leaving me utterly confused. I slowly take steps down the stairs and stand next to the eldest Mikaelsons. "What was she doing here?" I question below my breath.

"She has been here over the course of the past few weeks, Maya." Elijah answers then proceeds to add on. "She's representing the witches in our agreement and wants to have a party for them."

"So, you said yes? Even after what she did to the three of us?" I ask him, referring to that day of torment. "I'm afraid you'll have to talk to this one about that," Elijah then points to Klaus who simply shrugs at me.

"Oh, don't be such a stiff, you two. The tourists love a good festival. Besides, what better way to cement the solidarity than a show of faith toward a one-time enemy?" Klaus tells the both of us and I simply scoff at his statement.

"Wait, so now this has to do with the people of New Orleans?" I cross my arms at him, getting fed up at this point. After what Genevieve put me through, I never thought I would want to support her or her decisions. It's even worse that Klaus initiated it.

"Why don't the two of you discuss this elsewhere... There's renovations needed to be done here." Elijah says while smiling kindly at us. I roll my eyes, but Klaus grabs onto my arm and pulls me out of the compound.

"Where are we going?" I ask him once we step foot outside the streets. His fingers slowly untangles from my arm as soon as we're pretty far from a compound. "I do intend on telling you what I have going on between the wolves and I." he responds while pulling out his cellphone.

As he talks on the phone, I listen on and quickly figure out that he needs a wolf from his descendent—and he's very specific on who he needs. By the end of the call, I assumed he was either talking to Jackson or Oliver because he told them to accept Elijah's invitation to Genevieve's festival.