Recollection - Kol Mikaelson

"Why did you come here? You weren't invited." I state in distain as I gaze upon the unwelcome guest.

The man looks at me with an almost sinister smirk, "Your mother invited us."

My eyes widen as I glance up to my mother, she meets my gaze and has a look of relief as she spies the men before me.

Noticing this exchange, the blonde continues, "I see she may have kept that a secret. I can't fathom why, it certainly wouldn't have to do with my brother, would it?"

His mocking tone angers me as I scoff at him, "Keep your voice down. Maybe if your brother listened to me and kept his distance, I wouldn't have to be here, flaunting my arranged engagement with-"

"So it's official then?"

I turn on my heel at the voice behind me, though, I keep my face stern and raise a brow at him, "You knew I was betrothed." I deadpan. He doesn't reply, making me continue, "I'm sorry if you had a different idea, but some of us can't betray our families every time a new play thing walks in."

I can clearly tell the brunette is seething as I walk off, mostly so I'm not caught in the crossfire. I had to be mean and rude to him, my father had threatened them enough times, I needed to just distance myself.

3rd person POV

Klaus smirks wickedly as the woman walks away. Though, he is surprised his little brother doesn't follow her, "What's wrong Kol? I thought you liked pretty little things with sharp tongues."