Grief lingered in the air, the impending death of yet another loved one filling the entire compound with undying despair. It was true, wasn't it? All those who came in association with the Mikaelson family were only signing a promised death sentence. It was utterly discouraging, wasn't it? The fear of ever finding happiness, or love. Or any friendship remotely unrelated to those within your family circle. How could one live with such a burden? The solution was simple at this point, if she were ever to live in peace with no fear of another coming to their ends because of her family's unfortunate legacy. Be alone, save the world of misery...
Always and forever.
Such a shame. A pity, really. "Freya." A hushed tone tore her from her self inflicting thoughts, emerald hues …show more content…
Soon as her tone started to dull and the tiny serpent veins began to slither their way over every inch of her flesh, Freya spoke the words that'd accomplish what Vincent had requested. "Yovara vimuna virael." Tone was low as not to attract attention from the others, or Niklaus. "Yovara vimuna virael. Yovara vimuna virael." The pendant's lavender color brightened in her hand, showing a successful transfer and Freya smiled softly, curling her fingers around the object and the fragile life that now resided within it. "You are safe, dearest Camille..." The blonde whispered to the rescued soul, then slid the talisman into her back pocket when the sounds of Niklaus' movements took her attention.
"Brother..." She offered her condolence in her tone, but it had gone unacknowledged. In silence, Freya urged an exit for she and the other witch, both leaving the Hybrid to mourn. "What now? Get a body for her?" - "Shh. We mustn't discuss it here." Freya warned, noting the confusion in his features. "This must stay only between us. Until Camille makes her choice, she remains in the talisman."
Always and forever.
Such a shame. A pity, really. "Freya." A hushed tone tore her from her self inflicting thoughts, emerald hues …show more content…
Soon as her tone started to dull and the tiny serpent veins began to slither their way over every inch of her flesh, Freya spoke the words that'd accomplish what Vincent had requested. "Yovara vimuna virael." Tone was low as not to attract attention from the others, or Niklaus. "Yovara vimuna virael. Yovara vimuna virael." The pendant's lavender color brightened in her hand, showing a successful transfer and Freya smiled softly, curling her fingers around the object and the fragile life that now resided within it. "You are safe, dearest Camille..." The blonde whispered to the rescued soul, then slid the talisman into her back pocket when the sounds of Niklaus' movements took her attention.
"Brother..." She offered her condolence in her tone, but it had gone unacknowledged. In silence, Freya urged an exit for she and the other witch, both leaving the Hybrid to mourn. "What now? Get a body for her?" - "Shh. We mustn't discuss it here." Freya warned, noting the confusion in his features. "This must stay only between us. Until Camille makes her choice, she remains in the talisman."