Personification of Death: War of Hearts [1]

𝐗: Grace And The Glass

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Days prior, the witch Marika had successfully found the location of the Doppelganger. And had explained to Elijah there was a struggle due to someone blocking the location but nonetheless she was able to get through to see snippets.

The Noble Original requested a potion from her as his last request to further interfere with his brother's plans. Elijah Mikaelson was aware the payment would increase from what he already owed it but he knew it was crucial to have it before he makes his journey to Mystic Falls, his plan would fall apart if he didn't have it.

"What are your plans when you arrive there?" Marika inquired, her hands hovering above the sacred water in the porcelain white bowl. Her calloused palms glowed a dark purple color that did not go unnoticed by Elijah as it fascinated him to see her magic in action. "As far as you know, your brother hasn't made an appearance yet in the little town so why go when he's not there?" Marika further questioned, curiosity peeking through her tone. She did bring up a good point that it was odd and he did acknowledge the witch gained truly nothing from his answers if he really desired for her to know.

"All I want is to make an impression on her and her group before my brother's presence disturbs the peace." Elijah stated vaguely as he carefully observed the witch creating the potion. "More so than it already has I suppose." He added bluntly.

Marika hummed before snorting in amusement, her eyes gazing up at the man who always wore a facade of elegance and patience. She did wonder how long it would last and he showed his true colors. "If I didn't know you were serious I would have thought that was a joke. You have an interesting way of phasing things, Elijah Mikaelson." She tore some herbal leaves into the water as she spoke. Fortunately, the witch had all the needed ingredients for the potion and all that was required to do after mixing it together was let it sit and set into place.

"I do aim to please, dear." Elijah gave a small smile. With too many things on his mind, he did enjoy making a joke at times. It never ceased to remind him of Kol and his persistence to add humor however he wanted even when it irritated others around him. There was a present guilt in his heart when remembering his younger brother. All Elijah desired was to free his family from the confinements Klaus has forced them into but of course his brother and his irrational fears of abandonment have made everything significantly more difficult.

"I look forward to seeing my family," Elijah spoke up. No context needed as any reasonable person would assume it was normal circumstances.

"You haven't seen them in quite some time I assume." Marika raised a brow at his words. Her right hand reached over the table to gather some dark Yellow powder in the tips of her fingers and sprinkled it into the water. The powder turned the water a dark Green color and only a moment later it began to twirl into itself like a tidal wave. There was no need to even cast a spell, it obeyed her will without question. "You must miss them a lot. It's hard to be away from those you care for." Marika sympathized with a small smile. The witch understood the difficulty of not seeing family for such a long time, regardless of the situation of why. Marika took a guess Elijah wasn't able to see his siblings because of Klaus Mikaelson hence why Elijah is undermining his brother's plans. It seemed like the most logical explanation concerning the dysfunction family.