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SALVATORE BOARDING HOUSE MYSTIC FALLS, VA 1864
The horse drawn carriage holding three supernatural girls pulls up in front of the Salvatore Boarding House. The girls all appear to be fragile and innocent, but they're nothing of the sort. Katherine is a very old, dangerous vampire. Florence and Emily are two of the strongest witches on the planet.
One of the Salvatore's servants offers Emily a hand, and she takes it gratefully. She allows him to help her from the carriage before he offers Florence a hand. She takes it and hops out of the carriage. She lands on the ground beside him gracefully, beaming at him. "Thank you."
Katherine is the last to climb from the carriage, and the moment she does, she locks eyes with Stefan Salvatore. He walks over to them respectfully, smiling at them. "You two must be Miss Pierce and Miss Castle."
Those aren't their real last names. They simply changed them, because Katherine is on the run from the Original vampire, Klaus, and Florence doesn't want her family to track her down any time soon. Her family expects her to marry a warlock named Malcom and become the leader of her coven.
Yet Malcom is a cruel man and Florence would rather be dead than be his betrothed. Her family knows nothing of his malicious intents, but he took her virginity by force. If she tells them, her name and reputation will be tarnished. So she ran.
"Please, call me Katherine," Katherine offers him her hand, which he kisses. "And her Florence."
Little did the four of them know that this moment in history would lead to their undoings.
In the following weeks, Florence and Katherine grew to like the small, quaint town of Mystic Falls. It seemed mundane and safe. It's the perfect place for them to hide.
Florence quickly takes a liking to Stefan's older brother, Damon. He has black hair and blue eyes that are the color of the ocean. Florence could stare at him all day.
TWO WEEKS LATER
She's standing in her room in just her undergarments when she hears the eldest Salvatore brother stop just outside of her room. Instead of making his presence known, he admires her natural beauty. Her curly blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and effortless grace. She cranes her neck to catch him staring at her. He flushes, turning away from her.
"Mr.Salvatore," Florence greets him, turning around with a warm, inviting smile. "Spying on a lady without her knowledge is dangerous. Most women would be appalled."
"My apologies, but you are not most women, Lady Florence," Damon points out vulnerably.
"Do come in," she invites him in, standing up and moving in front of her wall length mirror. "My corset strings are knotted. I would fix them myself, but I cannot reach that far. Can you undo them?"
