smoothing down your dress in the mirror, you sighed as you contemplated on even showing up to the mikaelson's party. damon had been the one to force you to come, make you dig up some background information on them. "i have something for you," a british accent streamed into your ears, looking in the mirror to see klaus. he had been very enamored by you the second he laid his eyes on you.

he made you look in the mirror before opening the small black box, revealing a necklace as he moved your hair to the side. his breath was hot on your neck as he conjoined the metal pieces together again.