Devil ♡Elijah Mikaelson♡ [2]

Chapter 16: Devil's Training

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Five-year-old Freya is sitting in the middle of the floor of Dahlia's cottage as she makes them some grains. She hums as she makes up a plate of food for her, testing part of it by scooping it up with her finger and tasting it before she brings it over to where Freya is seated with a smile. "Eat, Freya, or you'll waste away!" Dahlia says, and Freya just looks up at her fearfully, but doesn't move. Frustrated, Dahlia kneels in front of her and grabs her arms to force her to pick up her plate, her voice much sharper and aggressive than before. "Stubborn child! You need your strength so that I may teach you to use the power that runs strong in our bloodline! That will keep us warm in the cold, give us good health when others fall ill." Freya whimpers, and Dahlia shakes her roughly in frustration. "With that power, we will defeat our enemies." Her demeanor becomes kinder again, and she smiles as she gently caresses Freya's face with her hands. "We can stay young and beautiful." Freya jerks away from her touch, clearly nervous, but Dahlia takes her hands in her own and squeezes them gently. "You need not be afraid. Together, we will be the strongest witches this world has ever seen."

"I want my mama!" Freya says, scared but Dahlia only looks at her with fake sympathy, and speaks to young Freya bluntly.

"Your mother didn't want you. She gave you away. This is your home, now. I am your only family," She says as she cups Freya's chin with her hand to look in her eyes. "And there is no greater strength than family." Young Freya looks at her with wide eyes and remains silent as a single tear runs down her cheek.

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Coney comes out of the memory and gasps, feeling the blood rush back to her head, her thoughts unveiling.

"Good," Freya says, smiling, and Coney smiles back at the girl before Freya's smile drops. "But not good enough."

"I'm trying, we've only been doing this for about a week, I can't be as good as you want me to in only a week," Coney argues but it doesn't seem to help the situation. She just continues panting, placing her hands on her knees.

"When I was ten I mastered the art of cross mind communication. If I can do it by ten, you can do it in a week," Freya says and Coney scoffs.

"Well good for you miss prodigy, but you were taught since you were five? It hasn't been five years and to be frank, I only found I had this power a week ago!" Coney yells but Freya ignore her.

"I need to be at a lunch in with my brothers, and I think your husband would like you to be there. So if you wouldn't mind, do it again and get it right!" Freya says and COney nods, standing back up. It would do her no good to continue arguing, and so, she lifts her hand back up again, and continues trying. If at first you don't succeed right?

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Elijah has just arrived to the compound, where he has joined Klaus and Coney, who is waiting for him in the dining room in anticipation for their family brunch. He walks over to his wife and gives her a quick kiss before planting himself next to her, his arm around her waist.

"There you are. Finally," Coney says and Elijah walks over to one of the chairs, striping off his coat and putting it on the back of his chair, the one next to where Coney's coat is.

"I was delayed," he says to his wife.

Klaus smiles and says, "Our guest of honor will be here momentarily."

Elijah, bemused, says, "Strange, our house is conspicuously absent of our lupine guests. I do hope it wasn't on my account."

Klaus laughs and says, "I sent Hayley and her poorly groomed husband off to spend the day with their werewolf brethren to test the limits of their new abilities. Leaving me to deal with family business as I see fit." Coney just rolls her eyes.