[She is, and always will be, Katerina Petrova in his eyes. When he looks at her, all he sees is the peasant girl who questioned him about love and pulled him down until the only thing he knew was the scent of her and the rhythm of her heart beating in his ears. After Tatia had been killed, and Katerina breezed into his life and left him in ruins, he'd thought he'd been cursed to love the Petrova doppelgangers until the end of his days. Objectively, Elena had had a certain appeal, but she didn't affect him the same way Tatia and Katerina had.]
[Hayley had been a distraction; another woman for him to swoop in and rescue from his brother. She was a strong girl, who ultimately had no use for a white knight once his purpose had been served and Niklaus stepped up to the plate. Their affair had ended before it truly began, and perhaps that was for the best. He would always protect the child, but her heart belonged to Niklaus, and his to a woman who ran from him as quickly as she ran to him.]
Niklaus' temper ruined yet another chance at peace with the witches. [As it does each and every single time Elijah manages to soothe their wounded egos and get them to agree to another meeting. Unfortunately, Niklaus tends to react like a child without his favourite toy when he attempts to do dealings without him, despite every single favourable agreement that had been made being made without his presence. He files away her knowledge of his schedule for future use, knowing the reason she even knows it is for her own survival.]
[He stays where he is in the door frame, the implication of 'no leaving until I let you' clear and present despite the door on the other side of the room. Now that she's here, in New Orleans, in his home, he has every intention of keeping her there. Whether it's to make up for his own failures, or for her own good, or both, it's unclear. If she'll let him, he'd worship her like the queen she is. One day, maybe, she can rule New Orleans by his side. But that's the dream of a fool in love with someone who neither trusts or loves him in return.] What brings you to my home, Katerina? I had given up hope that you would respond to my invitation.
ugh fine, if we must
[Hayley had been a distraction; another woman for him to swoop in and rescue from his brother. She was a strong girl, who ultimately had no use for a white knight once his purpose had been served and Niklaus stepped up to the plate. Their affair had ended before it truly began, and perhaps that was for the best. He would always protect the child, but her heart belonged to Niklaus, and his to a woman who ran from him as quickly as she ran to him.]
Niklaus' temper ruined yet another chance at peace with the witches. [As it does each and every single time Elijah manages to soothe their wounded egos and get them to agree to another meeting. Unfortunately, Niklaus tends to react like a child without his favourite toy when he attempts to do dealings without him, despite every single favourable agreement that had been made being made without his presence. He files away her knowledge of his schedule for future use, knowing the reason she even knows it is for her own survival.]
[He stays where he is in the door frame, the implication of 'no leaving until I let you' clear and present despite the door on the other side of the room. Now that she's here, in New Orleans, in his home, he has every intention of keeping her there. Whether it's to make up for his own failures, or for her own good, or both, it's unclear. If she'll let him, he'd worship her like the queen she is. One day, maybe, she can rule New Orleans by his side. But that's the dream of a fool in love with someone who neither trusts or loves him in return.] What brings you to my home, Katerina? I had given up hope that you would respond to my invitation.