Amelia's POV
I stared at the picture, trying to piece together how Celeste had anything to do with the modern world. She's been dead for centuries, how would Davina even know who she is?
"There's never been one all powerful witch until Davina." Elijah explained to Hayley.
She has the power off all the ancestors, the harvest needs to be complete or else she will die. I know that, no one else does. Marcel would kill me if I told him that.
"Who is safely tucked into bed." Klaus rejoiced as he walked into the room. "Down the hall, under my protection." He smiled. He looked down at the drawing clicking his tongue and he shook his head. "Your Celeste was quite beautiful and a portent of evil according to our volatile artist in residence." He laughed.
"Yes, perhaps Davina's mistaken what she calls evil for power." Elijah came to a conclusion. "Celeste was very powerful in her day, but she's been dead for over two hundred years." He sighed. "I don't understand, why all these sketches? Why now?"
Klaus shrugged his shoulders, motioning his hand towards me as he laughed. "Why does any witch do anything?" He joked.
I laughed sarcastically as I motioned my hand, cutting his wrist open. "For fun." I smiled as he hissed at his cut. "Drain it, please." I smiled as I motioned at a cup, making it levitate under his wrist. "I'm hungry." I pouted when I saw his dull expression.
He grabbed the levitating cup as he squeezed his palm causing his veins to release more blood. He tried to play it off like I annoyed him but I saw the playful smirk on his lips as he drained his blood for me.
Elijah laughed loudly as Klaus handed me the cup, reviling in the way Klaus instantly listens. "Here you go dear, drink up." Klaus spoke sarcastically.
"Thank you." I smiled wickedly as I took a sip.
A bang emitted, all of us looking up knowing who caused it. "Well, that's going well." Klaus said tiredly at Davina antics.
"If you were trying to gain the girls trust, poising her one true love was not the most splendid idea." Elijah smiled.
"Are there any more inopportune deaths you'd like to wave in my face?" Klaus asked, annoyed by Elijah.
"Give me a month. I'll get you a list." Elijah joked.
I laughed along with Hayley, earning us both a hard glare from Klaus but I just shrugged my shoulders at him, taking another sip from his blood.
Another slammed emmited from upstairs, the sound of glass breaking causing a drawn out sigh from Klaus. "Young, old, dead, alive, or married to witches are a pain in the ass." Klaus mused.
I grabbed a pillow throwing it at his face, which in turn made Klaus laugh as it hit him. "I am not a pain in the ass." I spoke through gritted teeth.
"No of course not darling, you're a ray of sunshine." He smiled as stood up. "Come, maybe she'll listen to you." He said as he walked out.
"Ugh." I groaned. "Sometimes I just want to grab him by the neck and squeeze him until his eyes pop out." I said to Hayley and Elijah.
Hayley raised an eyebrow, quietly laughing at me. "You two sound like an old married couple."
I glared over at her. "Shut up, no we don't." I said before following behind him. "He's the old one!" I yelled as I left the room.
Davina kept throwing things as we made our way to her room, her anger controlling her magic.
"What's with all the racket?" Klaus spoke as he threw open her door.
He was silenced once he saw her in the bed, coughing up dirt, groaning like she was chocking on it.
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An Eternity, darling. | Klaus Mikaelson fan fiction| The originals
Fanfiction"For an eternity, darling." He smiled. - Amelia Mikaelson, the original witch hybrid and the old wife of Klaus Mikaelson. Five hundred years of marriage broken by six words. No sighting of each other for almost a decade, until words fall of a preg...