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PARIS, FRANCE - 1743
"LET me get this straight, Mr. Mikaelson. You're extremely rich, travelling the world, quite attractive, and yet you don't have anyone's hand in marriage?"
Niklaus smirked at the beautiful girl's remark, finding her quite amusing.
"It's hard to travel the world if there's someone who's not as willing to do it with you. And besides, I have to be able to trust a lady when you're a man with as many secrets as I."
Grace smiled back to Niklaus, wondering what secrets he could possibly have. He seemed like such a charming fellow, but she could tell there was something else about him. Something supernatural.
Of course, she did not directly bring it up, however; she did not want to be wrong about her assumptions and then be burned alive for being a witch.
"What kind of secrets do you have, Nik?"
Niklaus raised his eyebrows, surprised by the sudden, casual change in her tone of voice. She wanted him to tell her more, to get to know him.
Grace folded her hands in front of her politely, smiling delicately and watching Niklaus.
He looked away for a moment, staring over the balcony. Their first balcony meeting of many. Grace had to know what he was. There was some weird sense about her, something that told him she would not be surprised by any of the information he gave her.
"I feel like you're trying to read my mind," Grace said softly, then let out a small laugh as she watched Nik, concentrating very hard.
He turned back to her, eyebrow raised with a small smile.
"And I think I know what you are. You're not just a breathtaking young woman, you're a witch."
Grace's smile faltered for a moment, and she glanced around, really hoping no one was around.
She looked up at Nik, then to the doors, hesitantly shutting them by flicking her wrist.
"I- How... how did you know? Did someone send you here for me? Are you here to kill me-" "Gracielle, love. You have nothing to worry about. You're one of the many witches I've come across, and I'm not out to get you. I was merely curious because you have your telltale signs-" "Well I'm not just a witch. And I'm not saying this to brag, because it'd be insane to want to brag about this, but I'm also a vampire. And this is supposed to be some impossible, cursed combination and let me tell you, it's definitely cursed. If you happen to have heard of the Siphoners then you'll know that that's where all of my problems came from in the first place. And now, I'm just rambling about a lot of things that you probably don't want or need to know."
