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Rebekah POV 

"Marcel, you look cheery today." I snorted.

"Well that baby is gonna die when it's born." Marcel grinned.

"You're bluffing." I chuckled.

"Try me." He challenged.

"That baby is my niece and you'll never hurt her. You adore Klaus. Even with this war you will always love him. He'd die if that little girl ever got hurt." I said with a smirk. He sighed and rolled his eyes. 

"You're right." He admitted shrugging.

"Don't ever threaten or joke about putting that baby's life in danger or I'll dagger you myself." I warned.

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