WARRIOR QUEEN • N. MIKAELSON [1]

Chapter 8

The next morning, we did our morning routine and got ready to begin our road trip. Kol told me Elijah fled as well last night, leaving Rebekah and Niklaus staying there. I gave my car key to Kol while I checked out the room.

Just before I finished my payment, the reception said I had another packet for me. I frowned in confusion and took the black cylinder-shape tube. I moved to the side before opening the tube.

Inside was a paper. I took the paper out and opened the roll. It was a drawing of me in my dress I wore to the Mikaelson ball. I was stunned by the beauty it captured. It was so detailed and held more magnificence than I gave myself credit for.

I searched for the artist name and found it at the bottom of the page along with a small message.

'Best dance with breath taking girl.

Niklaus'

A stupid grin latched itself on my face. I bit my lip to prevent it widening. Though it had no effect whatsoever.

A car horn startled me a little.

"Bloody hurry up, darling." Kol shouted from inside the car.

"For God sake, I'm coming, Kol."

Quickly I rolled the paper and put it back into the tube. Putting the tube inside my bag, I walked over to my car and got in to the passenger seat.

"I'm bloody hungry. Where should we eat, darling?"

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After we had our lunch, we continued our road trip to Atlanta. This time I was driving.

"Is Rebekah still in your mansion, darling?"

"Yea, she is. Why are you asking, darling?" he asked confused.

"Nothing. I just promised her I would give her some of my clothes. She said 'It seemed you're the only one who fits my fashion standard.'. Sorry darling, I bested you." I teased.

"It looks like I was daggered far too long for her to lose her sense in fashion icon."

I laughed at that and he joined in soon after. After a few minutes of fits and laughter. I said

"My point is I packed a bag last night for her and we need to go to a delivery store before we go to the coven."

He nodded.

"There's something else I forgot to ask you last night, darling."

"What is it, darling?" he asked curious.

"Last night when I snapped at your mother," I began. "Yea not a good idea, darling."

"Thank you Captain Obvious." I rolled my eyes. "Anyway what is it that she did to me? I felt a sudden headache and I closed my eyes tried to subsidize the pain but it obviously did nothing. Bloody hell, vampires can't have headache in the first place."

"It's called vampire aneurism, darling. It's like the witches torture trend for vampires around this region. Though it seemed you are not as affected as regular vampire. Even us, originals. I had a couple ran in with that and I could assure you the pain was far worse than just a headache." He shuddered.

We finally arrived at the destination. It was in the middle of no where. It looked deserted. Empty. Hollow. Nothing.

"Are you sure this is the right place?" I asked

"For the hundredth time, yes I am, M." Kol rolled his eyes.

We walked into one of the huts. I walked around and inspected my surroundings. It was normal. Far too normal.