𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Kai Parker's little sister, Elizabeth after escaping her prison world, sleeps with the only vampire that can procreate, just her luck. Being pregnant with a miracle child, what a joke.
[Klaus Mikaelson]
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Klaus was pacing furiously, hurling accusations like daggers at everyone in the room. He looked like a furious child in the middle of a royal tantrum.
"We had a deal!" he bellowed. "You protect my unborn children, I dismantle Marcel's army. While I've been upholding my end of the bargain, Elizabeth was nearly murdered by a gaggle of lunatic witches!"
"I had nothing to do with it, I swear," Sophie rushed out. "Elizabeth and I are linked, remember? If she dies, I die."
"Then who were they?" Rebekah asked, crossing her arms.
"A fringe faction of extremists," Sophie explained. "Sabine stupidly ran her mouth about some vision she had about the babies."
Klaus narrowed his eyes. "What kind of vision?"
"She has them all the time," Sophie said, clearly frustrated. "They're open to interpretation. I'm guessing she was wrong on this one."
"And how, exactly, was this particular vision interpreted?" Klaus asked coolly.
Sophie hesitated. "That... your babies would bring death to all witches."
Elizabeth snorted. "Nice. Following in my footsteps already. I'm so proud."
"And she said the Gemini twins are evil and would destroy everything," she added, correcting Sophie with a little flair. "Not just the witches. Let's not twist the narrative." She gave a meaningful glare to Sophie as everyone else looked at her.
Rebekah raised an eyebrow. Klaus looked like he was trying not to smile.
"What?" Elizabeth shrugged. "I'm not letting anyone spread lies about my kids."
Klaus finally let a grin slip. "Ah. I grow fonder of these children by the second."
Elizabeth giggled, childlike, and rested her hands over her belly. "Oh, my little sweets," she cooed. "Uncle Kai is going to love you both. He's a big fan of witch murder... or just murder in general."
Klaus chuckled. Rebekah rolled her eyes. Sophie, meanwhile, looked one step away from fainting. Elizabeth flashed her a mischievous smile, which didn't help.
"Sophie, look," Rebekah sighed, rubbing her temples. "I gave Elijah my word. I'd protect the miracle babies while he's off trying to win the loyalty of your precious Davina. Now tell me—how extreme is this group?"
"Wait—Elijah's talking to Davina?" Sophie blinked.
Rebekah nodded. "As we speak."
"She'll definitely have opinions on them."
"Do tell," Klaus encouraged, folding his arms.
Sophie hesitated, then started quietly. "I wasn't always an advocate for the witches. My sister was devout, like our parents. We were raised in that world, but it always felt... suffocating. The minute I turned twenty-one, I left to travel, to live. But back home, they were preparing girls for months. Four would be chosen for the Harvest. They called it an honor. Said the girls were special. I thought it was a myth."
