《In The Eye of Her Storm // Klaus Mikaelson》Thirty-Five
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By now news had spread amongst my brothers that i was packing up. I shouldn't have been surprised to find Kyrin waiting for me at the one place he knew i would go. The Mikaelson mansion. Leaving us to have our newest quarrel on their doorstep
"Your leaving, after everything you have done here?" He asks in confusion as i nod.
"You should be grateful. I'm cutting of the stress before it forces me to snap. I've saved lives with this decision." I shrug nonchalantly.
"Your choosing the easy option." I move to walk past him but he grasps my arm.
"No Kyrin, the easy option would be to kill the population of this town. Use their corpses to build an army and take over indefinitely. To obtain the outcome i want, either The Salvatores or Klaus would have to die. You know im not happy with either option." He rolls his eyes.
"That is not your only option, you can continue as you are, keep the peace for all you hold close." I slack in my posture, stepping back down the steps to face him.
"I am not peace brother, i can not do this. It's tearing me apart and forcing me to hate those i love. I don't want that, i'll return when they come to their own outcomes. Leave the war to play out and find my own peace. That's the only way ill achieve it." He knew better then to get mad, it would only force bloodshed where there didn't need to be any.
"Leaving all that makes you happy here, who's to say when you find somewhere new everything will be okay? Who's to say it wont get worse." Maybe so, maybe life would crumble to ache and pain.
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"At least no one i care for will be around to suffer at the embers of my fiery wrath." I fully brush past him at the end of my words, only calling out over my shoulder.
"Tell our brothers they are free to leave. I've disrupted their lives long enough." He doesn't let me have the last word.
"Your not a burden Erisandre, you may think yourself to be, but your heart is pure. Everyone seems to see it except you." May that be the truth, as i saw nothing but black within my chest.
I don't even offer a nod as i slip inside.
The house is quiet as i let myself in. Hoping this final goodbye would enable me to leave without looking back. Closure to those who deserve to hear it from me.
Klaus is in front of me within a second.
He's scanning me for the mood i'm in. If i'm going to bite at him like i did this morning. If he'll see the lover or the hater.
I despised the fact that even he was not immune to my harsh temper and wiry moods. It was why he did not deserve to be stuck with someone like me. As my better moods could not outweigh the terrible ones.
"Hello Nik." His face remains passive.
"Erisandre. Come to gloat? Taunt perhaps?" I shake my head lowly.
"I wish the occasion called for such." I admit softly.
"Then what is it?" His anger and irritation turns to concern.
"Whats wrong?" He moves closer, hand lifting to my cheek, forcing my eyes to meet his.
Klaus seems perplexed by the tears within them, as if he had never seen me in such a state before.
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"Nothing that i haven't brought on myself." I move his hand away, hating myself for it. As i missed his touch instantly.
"Is there anything i can do to help?" I'm confused by his care as if i hadn't treated him with vile poison this morning.
"Why would you want to after everything i have done? Why do you bother to forgive me knowing i can't change." These questions that i needed answers to.
"Love happens to be the most obscuring veil. I can't find myself hating you when i love you as much as i do." And words seem stricken from my tongue.
Breath lashed from my lungs and blood drained from my veins as i turn back in shock, one simple word slipping from my lips like a breathless caress. A call to enlighten me.
"What?"
"I love you Erisandre. I didn't think i could love someone as much as i love you. But i do, and it makes me do things i wouldn't usually do. Like forgive and grant mercy." I've moved closer just to hear the sinning words drop from him.
I'm surrounded in a rose gold haze waiting for my mind to gift me a response.
"Somehow you have made this harder then it needed to be." Im crying now. Despite myself. Hoping i could hold it.
I couldn't and i found solace in the weakness. At least this heart cared despite its impurity.
I take his hands, cradling their warmth.
"I understand completely, i myself am doing something i never thought i would. It all falls to you in the end. Im a fool to think anything different." I harp in a breath in replace for my usual laughter.
"For you Nik, i surrender. To war, to love, to loss. I accept pain and hardship. I succumb to sorrow. Because i love you. I love you. I love you. And i am so sorry i cant see past myself and my wants to return your affection." I kiss him as if it were the last time.
Praying that it isn't.
The moment despite lasting, fades as if it had never happened but his taste would always linger on my lips. His touch would always be wanted.
"Whats wrong Eris? Why are you crying?"
"Because im leaving even if it hurts me to do so. Even if it hurts you. I only cause destruction and i can't risk letting my chaos slip to you further then it already has." He's alarmed now, his hands latching back around mine.
"You don't have to go, please. Please don't go." I can only find myself staring back into his eyes, wishing to remember them for eternity.
"I do, i do have to. It's never been my nature to stay, i think you already know this." He comes to his own resolution at my words.
"Then im coming with you. We will leave tonight." Im left in shock once more.
"There is to much here for you to leave, i wont force you to make that choice."
"I already have my love." His pecks at my lips again and i can't find the will to refuse him.
"Then meet me at Wickery bridge tonight. I'll have a car waiting ready for us to leave." I tell him as he nods eagerly.
"I'll see you soon little Luna, as the moon rises." I nod leaning my head against his.
"I look forward to it."
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