𝖥𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖠𝖿𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝗇

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AFTER MARJORIE'S "PRISON BREAK", KLAUS HAD KEPT AN EVEN CLOSER EYE ON HER. As much as she enjoyed getting to spend more time with her dad, Marjorie was starting to get stir crazy and Klaus was becoming a little suffocating.

The festival of the Casket Girls was tonight and Marjorie was eager to see how the quarter decorated for such a thing. She had never gotten to see any town festivals in person before, when she was in foster care they weren't allowed to go into town on the days of parades or festivals because there was always the risk of the kids using it as a distraction to run away.

After a lot of begging, Marjorie was able to talk Klaus into letting her go for a walk with Rebekah to see everyone setting up for the festival. Klaus, of course threatened Rebekah to keep Marjorie safe but his sister simply rolled her eyes at his dramatics.

"What started the Casket Girls Festival anyway, Auntie Bex?" Marjorie asked walking next to Rebekah as she sipped on the lemonade her aunt bought for her

"For centuries, people have come to New Orleans looking for a fresh start. Looking to find adventure, fortune, and even love. Young society women imported from France with the promise of marrying a proper New Orleans gentleman like the legendary Casket Girls." Rebekah explained before holding Marjorie's arm to keep her from stepping into the street

Marjorie watched in awe as a horse and carriage drove past them and down the street, the man driving the carriage tipped his hat at Marjorie and tossed her a thornless rose making her smile.

"The Casket Girls legend lives on, now celebrated in typical New Orleans fashion with stylish costumes and supernatural flair. It's a yearly reminder of how woman can be oppressed by selfish men and how they can triumph when brave enough to fight for themselves." Rebekah continued with a small smile of her own as she took in the people wearing old fashioned costumes and wedding dresses for the occasion

"Did you ever meet any of the girls?" Marjorie asked seeing the prideful way Rebekah recalled the story

"As a matter of fact, I was the one who rescued them back in the 19th century. I helped them grow and find their strength from within and eventually they realized there was more to life than marriage and status." Rebekah reminisced with a smirk on her face

"They sound like inspiring women." Marjorie spoke softly as she looked down, remembering all the times she was struck down by the men in the foster system

"They were." Rebekah said before noticing her niece's crestfallen mood. "What do you say we go find some dresses for the festival tonight?"