Eternal ➳ N. Mikaelson [COMPLETED]

➳ 79: where nothing stays buried

KOL and Marcel rushed into the compound to tell Elijah about Davina and what the plan of action was.

Elijah had a hand on his hip and he licked his lips with a shake of his head. He tapped the table in front of him with his index finger and gave them a stern expression. "This is a war. Please, understand, I despise the situation." He attempted to reason with their anger, brushing Davina's death under the rug as a minor inconvenience.

"No, that's the wrong answer!" Kol snarled and stepped toward Elijah threateningly, almost as if he were trying to start a fight.

Marcel placed a hand on his chest to stop him and looked at Elijah with a desperate face. "No, no, no, I know this is a war but I've lost a lot of friends, too. Today I need your help."

"And you will have it." Ingrid replied seriously from her spot across the room, shooting Elijah a displeased sneer before smiling at Marcel. "Anything you two need, we will do our best to provide."

"Come on, Kol. Let's get you cleaned up." Klaus advised with a small smile and threw his arm around the younger Mikaelson's shoulder, leading Kol out to wash the blood away.

Marcel turned toward Ingrid with a relieved expression and walked toward her, grabbing her hands gently. "Thank you." He said while glaring over at Elijah. He smiled widely and kissed her on the cheek before leaving the compound.

Elijah waited until he was sure Marcel was completely gone to gape at Ingrid incredulously. "You loathe Davina."

"True." She mused with a nod of her head and sat down in one of the arm chairs, crossing her ankles. "However, Kol and Marcel have significant relationships with her and if we can help, we should. They're family."

Elijah laughed humorlessly and shook his head. "Yet... you killed Hayley. A woman I loved."

Ingrid rolled her eyes with a loud groan and rested her head against the back of the chair. "Are you not over that yet? That was forever ago and it was for a good reason! Plus, she broke your heart! She used you then ran off to marry some random man. I did you a favor. You should be thanking me really."

"How do you suspect Marcellus will react when he finds out you killed Camille?" He questioned curiously, ignoring her annoyance.

Ingrid's face slowly fell as she realized that Marcel didn't know that she had killed Cami let alone that Cami was dead. Her heart sunk when she began to ponder how Marcel would take the news.

Elijah noticed this reaction, pointed a finger at her and gritted his teeth together. "You forgot." He commented knowingly with a hint of disgust.

"You kill so many people, you tend to forget who is who." Ingrid commented dully, nonchalantly shrugging her shoulder to cover up her worry. "Do you remember every one? No. They just become blank faces."

Elijah scoffed and clenched his hands into fists, appalled by her attitude and lack of concern. "Do you have intentions of telling him?"

"Yes." Ingrid answered immediately in absolute honesty. "I refuse to lie to him. I forgot that he was close to Camille but... I will tell him."

"Even if he hates you?" Freya asked curiously as she walked into the room with her arms folded over her chest.

"Even if he hates me." Ingrid answered with a nod of her head then looked down at her hands for a moment. Sighing heavily, she glanced back up at them. "I would rather be honest and have him hate me than lie to him and pretend for the rest of eternity. Marcellus deserves honesty and respect and I'm going to give that to him."