Klaus I was a bit stunned by my father's words. Why was he asking how Nora was still alive? Was she supposed to be dead? My curiosity piqued, and I knew I needed to pry information from him to get a good grasp of what was going on. "Father? You speak as though she isn't supposed to be alive," I said, hoping he would give me more details. He glanced up at me and grunted angrily. "She is not supposed to be living, Klaus! She's supposed to be dead." Bewildered, I took two steps closer to him. "What do you mean?" He huffed and gritted his teeth. "She was supposed to die that night! I told your brother to finish the job!" "You mean you asked Kristopher to kill Nora?" He shut his eyes briefly at the mention of my late twin brother's name. When he opened them again, I could see hurt register on his face. I bet he probably still remembers that day, the day we found my twin brother's dead body two years ago. It must still be painful, reliving the past memories he shared with him. Losin
KlausI furrowed my brows as I saw him walk straight past me towards the window, his gaze fixed outside it.It is funny he thinks we have a choice. It was either we gave Nora the things she demanded, or I would get into trouble for signing the contract. If Nora takes me to court, it wouldn't just be me that would go down; everything my father had suffered to build with his sweat and people's blood would go down with it. I needed to make him understand that.I took a few steps closer to the window until I stood beside him, my hands not leaving my pockets. "You know why Nora was not perturbed when you saw her?" I asked, knowing his answer would be negative."I don't care to know, Klaus. All I know is that we won't give her the things she demands!" He turned to get a better look at me as he snarled, "Can you even listen to yourself? You want us to give back the two essential things she can use to fight us? How could you allow that girl use you in such a manner? How could you make such a
NoraI had waited outside the hallway near the door for a few minutes, but it seemed as though their discussion was going to take a while. I decided to go back to the guest room and put a few things in order.My cellphone chimed; I had received a message. I picked it up to see who it was.The Anonymous.My heart sank. It does that every single time I receive a message from them. With slightly trembling hands, I opened the message, which read:Fine! You have just three minutes!...A few days ago, when I was discussing with Jessica, she had asked me to try and send a message to The Anonymous, pleading to at least see my children, as that would help keep me motivated to perform the rest of the tasks I would be given.After speaking to Frank, who agreed that it was a good idea, I decided to send a message to The Anonymous. It had been two days since I sent it and got no response, which made me wonder if I had done the right thing. Did I possibly offend them by sending that message? It was
NoraAlthough hearing those words wasn't exactly pleasant to the ears, I got out of my room, not wanting to waste any more time, and uttered a few words, "Take me to him then."He walked before me while I followed after. My mind filled with different thoughts as I wondered why he wanted to see me. I knew it had to do with the things I had requested. Was he about to hand them over himself, or did he want to give me reasons why my request was an impossible one to grant?"Maybe he wants to thank you for saving his life, Nora," Kara said."Always the optimist. I love how you try to stay positive most of the time, Kara, but I promise you, thanking me for saving his life would be the last thing on that man's mind.""You never can tell. He might be a changed man…people do change, Nora.""Yeah, right," I sighed, putting an end to the conversation as I didn't want to indulge Kara and her optimism. This wasn't the right time for all that. I focused my mind back on what lay ahead.Just then, we
NoraI wondered what the condition could be and hoped it would be one I could afford to fulfill. I took a deep breath and braced myself for what was to come."What condition, Father?" a seemingly clueless Klaus asked.With his eyes still fixed on me, he explained, "Truly, I have no need for your people. I can do without them. And the ancient relic?..." He scoffed. "The last time I saw it was on that night your parents and siblings were killed." I could swear I saw a ghost of a smirk on his face, as though he basked in the pleasure of what he did that night.I felt anger gnaw at my skin, threatening to consume me. I clenched my hand into a fist, my nails imprinting half-moons in my palm. All I wanted to do at that moment was throw a punch at his face with all my might, but again, I restrained myself, reminding myself of the reason why I was doing all this."That ancient relic has been carefully locked away in the basement of this house since that incident," he sighed."Can we get to th
KlausI was in my office with a lot going through my mind. My father had gone to his room to refresh himself, after which he would come to my office so we could draft the peace treaty as he had promised Nora.There was a light tap on my office door before it slowly swung open. The person at the other end was the one person I didn't want to see at the moment.Claudia!She smiled at me as she walked in and slowly closed the door behind her. She turned, her smile widening as she strutted to my desk. I kept my eyes on her, but my face was expressionless."Is anything the matter, Klaus?" she asked, her smile dying and being replaced with worry.I took a deep breath. Something was the matter, but it was definitely not something I would discuss with her, so I just shook my head. "No, nothing at all is the matter," I forced a smile, knowing that giving her the cold shoulder would bring about a new bout of arguments and gaslighting, and I wasn't ready for any of those at the moment."Are you
KlausWe both glanced in the direction of the door at once to see who had entered.Standing at the doorway was Justin, looking unfazed. Despite seeing us in a compromising position, he stood there watching us, his gaze unflinching as though we were the ones who were supposed to stop what we were doing upon his entrance.Claudia immediately rose to her full height, placing a hand aggressively on her hip as she verbally attacked Justin, her eyes shooting daggers at him. "Can't you knock? There is obviously a door there for a reason!""That is correct," Justin affirmed, glancing at the door. He returned his gaze to Claudia. "I am sorry, ma'am, I didn't know you were here," he said sarcastically. Whenever he wanted to get on Claudia's nerves, he addressed her as "ma'am" instead of her name, and this always infuriated Claudia. According to her, being addressed with such a title made her feel old.I could remember the last time Justin had called her that. She shunned him and told him that
KlausAt her words, Justin rose to his full height and turned slowly to face her, dipping his hands in his pockets nonchalantly. "Did you at least take the time to look at yourself in the mirror before you came out here? What do you think the guards and maids seeing their supposed future Luna dressed like this..." he gestured to her dress with a hand, "...would think, huh?""They would obviously see you as a cheap harlot. I wouldn't even be surprised if the guards make advances at you!" he snapped, his voice sharp.Even I knew Justin had gone a bit too far this time, and I needed to act in Claudia's defense to avoid blowing things out of proportion than they already were."Enough, Justin! If you see anything wrong with the way she is dressed, you should come to me and not attack her directly. You have absolutely no right to do that!" I growled angrily, rising to my feet to further make my point.I could see from my peripheral view the shocked look on Claudia's face. This was one of th