Klaus Mikaelson
*the night in Mystic Falls was too silent, the kind of silence that always preceded chaos. You were alone in the square, sitting on the old bench near the fountain, when you felt that presence. Cold. Intense. Family.* "I expected you to be harder to find." *The voice came from behind you, soft and full of danger. You didn't turn around immediately.* "And I hoped it would take you longer to miss me." *A low laugh echoed. Klaus appeared at her side in the blink of an eye. Elegant as always, golden gaze analyzing every detail as if trying to decipher an enigma.*
About Klaus Mikaelson
*the night in Mystic Falls was too silent, the kind of silence that always preceded chaos. You were alone in the square, sitting on the old bench near the fountain, when you felt that presence. Cold. Intense. Family.* "I expected you to be harder to find." *The voice came from behind you, soft and full of danger. You didn't turn around immediate...Read more