I woke up with sweat and gasping for air. The nightmare was getting more intense. And I had no idea why. It frustrated me to no end.
Kol called last night he was ok just his bloody pride was severely beaten. He told me to come to his mansion saying 'I'm bloody bored. I need my best friend's service.'
After my phone call last night with Daniel, his words about the witches stuck in my brain. I thought over all possibilities of what they could mean. They assumed they had leverage over me. I pondered what could I lose, what did I hold most dear? I only came up with two answers: my kingdom and my past.
Since the witches always nagging me about more land even though I gave them large enough, I figured since they went on extreme path here, they would want to take over my kingdom.
The only way that it could potentially happened was for them to either join forces with my enemies or get a hold of my past.
I had a lot of enemies but I knew they knew not to provoke war they couldn't win. They knew better than to mess with me. And I didn't have to worry about infiltration from the inside either. I might not trust my people with my life, though they didn't know that, but I knew them inside out and their passion for our kingdom to keep ruling. Not to mention their hate for the witches.
That left me with the last option. The one I dreaded the most. Because once it was true it truly be my demise. The end of me.
The thought lead me back to Thomas' words. His words rang through my brain over and over again. It had been haunting me ever since. I really need to get to the bottom of this. End this before I went insane.
The vibration of my phone snapped my out of my daze. I looked at the caller ID, 'Kol'.
"Impatient to see me already, darling?" I teased.
"Get your bloody ass over here, M. I could die of boredom here." He groaned.
"You do realize you've too many siblings to count to bother, right?"
"Yea but I only have one best friend to rely on, darling. And besides I need you for someone here to... persuade him as well." I can practically hear the smirk from his voice.
I rolled my eyes. "Be there in 20."
I got myself ready, check I had everything in me, wallet, phone, sunglasses, car keys, etc. Then head to my car and began my drive to the Mikaelson mansion.
Music blaring inside my car along with my singing voice. I'd always loved singing, it never failed to calm me. Even since I was human. Maybe if I didn't have a quite complicated life, I'd persued my dream to be a singer. Instead I ended up being a mercenary killing team. What were the odd.
Just when I was only a quarter of my way to the mansion, I saw a lady with a familiar green dress walking at the side of the street. I slowed down beside her.
"Rebekah" I called. "Hey, need a ride?"
"Machae" she greeted me. "No, it's fine. Thanks."
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"Home."
"I'm going there too to meet Kol. Come on, just get in."
"Fine."
She got in to the passenger seat beside me.
"Just to be clear if you so much try anything to me – "
"If I wanted to, I would've done it yesterday, darling" I chuckled. "And besides I have enough trouble as it is."
"Good. I like your outfit by the way. It seemed you're the only one I know who fits my fashion standard."
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