or is she just visiting

I wanted to draw watercolors today and I just thought that Capricorns are Really Cool so😅
Vivi belongs to @a-sinner-insomniac
Moonstone belongs to @broken-tale-comic
Angst sniper belongs to @ryssbelle
Also Happy Birthday to the Awesome a-sinner-insomniac XD and belated birthdays to those 2 super cool dudes😎

Art by Me @butterflypea

Oh hey, didn’t see you there. It’s Fandometrics.

Television: It’s what’s on TV

Voltron: Legendary Defender is at No. 1 after the announcement of a second season.
Eyewitness jumps up four spots to No. 5, according to eyewitnesses.
Teen Wolf is back (at No. 14) and it’s not even a full moon.

Movies: Smaller than TV but in bigger servings

Beauty and the Beast has Gaston’d its way up to No. 2.
The Nightmare Before Christmas enjoys its annual glory at No. 3.
☆ Another once-a-year trender, V for Vendetta pops its masked head out at No. 9.

Originally posted by pixelian

Music: Sometimes it’s on TV in the background

Beyoncé is back at No. 1. She lives there and just occasionally lets others visit.
Ariana Grande bops her way up to No. 9 with a new single.
☆ No Zayn no gain: Mr. Malik is back at No. 15.

Celebrities: They’re on TV all the time

Benedict Cumberbatch (No. 1) is the Beyoncé of the Marvel universe.
Emma Watson enjoys a Belle Époque at No. 7. Eh? Belle?
Eyewitness continues to take over Tumblr as Tyler Young debuts at No. 20.

Games: If TV were interactive

Animal Crossing: New Leaf + amiibos = No. 4 on the charts.
Mass Effect is at No. 8 in preparation for N7 day.
PewDiePie’s Tuber Simulator debuts at No. 18., which brings us to

Originally posted by pastel-spotted-weeb

Web stuff: You can watch TV on the web if you want

PewDiePie himself has leapt five spots to No. 12.
Jacksepticeye hits an all-time high (nice, a rhyme) at No. 2.
Willyrex returns at No. 19. Willy continue the upward trend??? Sorry.

Sweet Tangerine

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count: 5,019
Warnings: cooking failures, language
Summary: You don’t know how to cook, and Bucky offers to teach you. @buckities sent me: I wish you would write a fic where…a let’s-cook-dinner-together! night starts out all funny and light-hearted, moves to an honest-to-god breakdown over overcooked pasta and ends with a heartwarming love confession. (don’t hate me. i just love random prompts.)
Author’s Note: Fun fact: I almost set the house on fire when I left the cardboard on the bottom of a pizza I put in the oven. I’ve also burnt water. Idk how I’ve lived to be 25. Dedicated to @rogersxbarnesx, as usual, who will hopefully still love me even when I don’t cook for her when she visits me in October. 

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Alex Morgan.

Seeing everyone disrespect one of my all time favourite footballers just because she’s gone to see what playing overseas might be like is ridiculous. People saying things like they’re happy that she won’t be back for USWNT stuff, you’re absolutely dense. Not only do flights exist, but the USWNT needs Alex. If you don’t agree about her skill, whatever, but her general presence is needed because every little girl wants to grow up and be like Alex Morgan. The USWNT and USSoccer are driven by money. She brings in a hefty amount of money. People saying that they’re angry that Alex is turning her back on the NWSL and trying to grow the sport in Orlando, she’s literally just gone for a visit. She’s going to see how things are there. Nothing is set in stone. And, even if it is, who the fuck are you to dictate what she has to do? Grow up. Not everything can be done the way you want it to be done. It’s a lot of pressure to be the face of women’s football, be the face of the NWSL, and also be one of the lead women in the fight against US Soccer. Maybe, she’s going to see how it could help her improve her game or take on a new challenge? We don’t know. But, we have to respect. My own take on this is that I love Alex so much. She’s impacted my life in such a way. She’s always, along with the USWNT, always encouraged me to be proud of myself as a woman. Their work ethic, their passion, just them, it’s amazing how much they’ve inspired me. And, Alex has always resonated with me because I feel like I can relate to her, in such small, weird ways that I know only matter to me. Back to what matters… Would I be sad if she didn’t return to Orlando Pride for the NWSL? Yes. Would I be sad enough to stop stanning her? No. Would I be an idiot and send her tweets telling her that she’s a snake, that she’s not good enough for the USWNT, or that she should leave her husband? Or whatever else people have been saying? No. Just please respect each and every player, even if they do things you might not like. It’s their life, not yours. And, Alex is an incredible player, to me. You may disagree, and you’re entitled to that opinion. I may think it’s wrong, but I’m not here to battle based off of my beliefs on whether Alex is a good player or not. I’m here to tell everyone to take their head out of their own asses. Stop feeling entitled. You saying that you’re glad that the USWNT might not call her back as often excites you? Guess what, almost certainly untrue and frankly quite rude. Alex has dedicated her life to this sport. She could read you hating on her, and she’s a person, too. This could most definitely hurt her feelings. Have you thought about that? Calling her a snake? Definitely hurts her feelings because she’s done a lot for the NWSL since being handed the pressure of being the face for the league at a young age as a young player. I hate being rude, and I don’t like confrontation, but I love Alex Morgan. And, I can’t handle it when people talk bad about things and people I love. It hurts me. Reading all this hate towards her almost brought tears. I know she’ll never know of this, but God, I love her. And, I just want the best for her. Regardless of what that could entail. I’m sorry if I’ve offended anyone at all. I’m just heated and I love Alex. I just don’t want people to start attacking her. Please just respect each and every person. Alex Morgan is a person and deserves respect. Stop hating on others. Even, if they are someone who might not read your nasty tweets to them. Good luck, Alex. With each and every endeavour life may take you on. I love you so much. Thank you for being a role model.

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anonymous asked:

dragon age inquisition companions reacting to the inquisitor being ill? (thank you so much!!! i love your guys reactions!!)

Cassandra: She orders them back into bed and has them lie down. She doesn’t want anyone else to get sick and wants them to rest and get better. She asks if they’d like any books to keep them occupied and hopes they get well soon. If Romanced: She hangs around his quarters, reading from a book (perhaps poetry) as her beloved coughs and sits in bed, complaining and miserable. “You will be alright,” she reassures, “just relax. I am here.”

Blackwall: He visits them in their quarters to check on them and asks how they’re feeling. He abashedly scratches the back of his neck when they reply. “Right, foolish question. Just rest up, we need you back with us.” If Romanced: He spends the whole damned time she’s sick with her, not worried in the least if he gets sick as well. She voices her concerns over it, and he just smiles wryly. “It’d hardly be the worst thing in the world, my lady. I’ve survived far worse.”

Iron Bull: If they’re out and about, he’ll haul them back to bed and tell them to rest. He has the kitchen make them something hot to clear out their lungs. At some point, he visits them and offers some of his hot cocoa. “A hot drink will clear out your lungs,” he says cheerfully, “my tamassran would always make us drink and eat hot food and it worked. Feel better soon, Boss!” If Romanced: He hangs out with them most of the day. Every ten minutes or so, he makes them drink some tea. They groan and complain, but they do it, and they feel a lot better in a surprisingly short time. When they pass out, he gently tucks them in and leaves them be.

Sera: She drops by now and then to check on them, and she winces when they cough. “Ugh, that’s bad. Sounds and looks like it. Feel better soon, we need you.” She knows they’re bored, so she’ll talk with them for awhile until they start nodding off again. If Romanced: She spends much more of her day up in her girlfriend’s room, wanting to ensure they don’t get any more ill than they already are. “I need you to be good again. Soon. Please? It’s no fun pranking without you.” She makes her eat even if she doesn’t want to and makes sure that she rests.

Varric: He drops by now and then with updates about what’s going on around the keep– wry remarks and snark– and it makes them smile. He’ll also regale them with stories about when Hawke was sick and the sort of shit they tried to pull, and it makes them laugh, and feel a little better. He also sends them some books to keep them busy.

Cole: He was the first to sound the alarm on them being sick. “Weary, lungs shaking, hot fire burning in my throat, nose stuck and still, a sticky feeling all over. You have a cold.” They wouldn’t rest after he came to them and told them he felt their pain, so he told the healer. The healer did a quick examination, agreed, and send the Herald up to rest. He visits them from time to time with whatever they need, if they run low on anything. “You should be better soon,” he says, “everyone is worried…”

Dorian: He visits them periodically and attempts to use his magic to help their symptoms. In the meanwhile, he shares gossip about other people in the Inquisition to keep them entertained. If they so much as smile, he’s happy. “Ah, and a beautiful smile comes out,” he says cheekily, “you’ll be back to normal in no time!” If Romanced: He fusses over him more than he would like to admit. He nags him a lot more to take his medicine and listens to his complaints sympathetically. He’s relieved when he can get him to sleep and rest– he wants his amatus better again as soon as possible.

Solas: He has remarkably little experience with the common cold, but he tries to help with their symptoms with a few spells. He urges them to rest and sleep as much as possible– it will let their body recover while they roam in the Fade. He does ask Josephine if she would like any assistance in the meanwhile. If Romanced: He frets over his vhenan endlessly, checking on her in waking hours repeatedly and asking her how she’s feeling. She assures him that she’ll be fine, but it does little to soothe him. He takes to visiting her in the Fade, sleeping as much as she does, and is happy to see her cold symptoms, for the most part, do not plague her there. He will dream with her as long as it takes for her to get better.

Vivienne: She drops by periodically with elfroot potions to ease their symptoms. It tastes foul, like very bitter cough syrup, but they ingest it at her behest. She orders the kitchen to make them tea and soup regularly, like Bull– it will make them feel better. “Feel better soon, Darling,” she says very gently as they begin to slip back into sleep when she’s about to leave, “we need you back with us.”

Leliana: She actually places someone by their quarters to make sure they don’t try to escape their room– she doesn’t want them to get more ill than they already are, and doesn’t want them to spread their disease. She has the healer bring her updates on their condition, and she doesn’t worry as long as they don’t get worse. She does drop by at least once, though, to tell them she hopes they get better soon.

Cullen: He tries his best to help Josephine with some of the work left over when he’s not too busy. He considers posting an extra guard by their door, but Leliana assures him that she has it covered. He manages to visit them at least once, and he tells them he hopes they feel better soon. If Romanced: He’s stressed, to say the least. As soon as he’s done with work, he’s off to be by her side. He drops by the kitchen and has them make a specific recipe for chicken noodle soup, the same recipe his mother made him and his siblings when they were sick. He’s willing to make it himself, or he would be, if the chefs didn’t shoo him out. When he has to get to work, he leaves only very reluctantly, pressing a kiss to her forehead before he goes.

Josephine: She can handle work while the Inquisitor is ill– she doesn’t want them out and about. A sick Inquisitor does not look good to visitors. She strictly forbids them from being disturbed about work, and takes on an increased workload just to make sure of that. When the Herald finds out, they thank her profusely, and she just smiles. “Just take care of yourself, Inquisitor. We all want you at your best.” If Romanced: She takes on the workload, and continuously asks for information about her beloved. She’s stressed and worries about them constantly, and whenever she can spare a moment, she’s off to check on them. The Inquisitor wryly tells her to relax, lest she get sick, too, and she sighs. “I don’t know that I can, my love. Not while you are ill.”

Okay so one thing that I haven’t seen anyone talking about in the new stevenbomb - Lapis.

In Yellow Diamond’s song “What’s the Use of Feeling”, we hear her saw a handful of gems purposes. After Agate, she says “a Lapis teraforms”. A FREKING LAPIS TERAFORMS.

Lapis Lazuli wasn’t just briefly visiting Earth like she says she was, she was there to be in charge of teraforming it.

Let that sink in for a moment.

I support this trend of Vox Machina going to the Raven Queen for life advice. I want Keyleth to go into the pool when she’s struggling to understand Vax and the Raven Queen is like “ok but like what do you want me to do about it?” And eventually giving her relationship advice. And then I want Pike to go into the pool and have a serious conversation about the implications of her revival spells. And then Scanlan goes because everyone else seems to be doing it and he would really like some advice about parenthood (the Raven Queen rolls her eyes). And then Grog goes in to tell her how metal the whole god of death thing is and ask her for advice on how to kill even better than he already does (she rolls her eyes again and sends him out). Eventually they just go in to visit her for a while and she’s just like “what are you people even doing here? I am the goddess of death?”

Yo maaan after watching the Lillie episode subbed it’s so obvious that Mallow is in love with Lillie like she always takes care of her and helps her out with her phobia and is always supporting her.

She pulls immersion therapy on her and is the one to suggest Lillie take care of the egg because she’s convinced it would help her, and she had full confidence she could do it.

She apologized for not being able to escort her back home and help her out with the Egg because she had to work at the cafeteria, but then later in the episode she comes and visits because she did her work extra quickly JUST SO SHE COULD BE THERE FOR HER.

And get this, when she arrives at the mansion the servants speak to her with a tone of familiarity which suggest she comes and hangs with Lillie at her place regularly!

My point is that Mallow is a dedicated girlfriend to Lillie and she should be treasured

last night the thought of kuro!neki visiting :re couldn’t let me go. some au ideas in the tags.

“why don’t we have a new opening with peridot and lapis yet?”

probably lots of reasons? 

  • lapis is not a crystal gem
  • heck, i see her as a full homeworld gem, but her very existence blurs the “us vs them” line of thinking.
  • she’s never worked through her resentment towards the CGs or renounced her loyalties. she laments she can’t go home after what she did to jasper… but she still wants to. steven thinks she “hates the earth”.
  • rather than a focused arc, lapis’ story is spread out. it’s a slow burn, with spaced-out episodes, interchanging between getting to know her personality and actually learning about her past. 
  • i mean… we don’t really know much about her before she was in that mirror? the crystal gems don’t know who she was, peridot and jasper don’t seem to know much, she just… appeared on earth one day, “visiting for a short time”.
  • peridot is still in homeworld uniform!
  • i really don’t think the main cast of gems is just the crystal gems + lapis and peridot… so they might be waiting for someone else.
  • amethyst has a new outfit, but nobody else does… we might be in a new “regeneration cycle”, where garnet and pearl are getting new outfits too.
  • they might not make a new opening at all! 
  • the newer, extended intro was made as a part of a group of shorts they made in place of an episode for season 2. we’ve heard no word that they’re doing that again, so we can’t be sure!

so there’s really a bunch of factors!

none is the confirmed reason, but i, at least, can’t see lapis singing “we are the crystal gems :D” any time soon.

Also consider how many times Lena actually seeks Kara out, when a phone call would have been just as appropriate, even more convenient. She visits Kara at CatCo to invite her to the gala. Maybe she was already at CatCo for some reason, but Lena did say the reason for her visit was to see Kara. It would have been just as appropriate to invite her over the phone. A (most likely) very busy business CEO to make a special trip to a different building to invite a friend to a party? Totally should have been a phone call.

Her apartment. The fact that Kara isn’t entirely creeped out, I’d think, points to Kara giving Lena her address at some point. But asking Kara to get in touch with Supergirl. Easily could have been a phone call. Maybe she was worried about privacy, but I somehow don’t think that’s the case. Also, if Lena can get ahold of Kara’s address, don’t tell me the reason is she doesn’t have Kara’s phone number.

Also, she says ‘Sorry to keep dropping in on you like this.’ (or something to that effect). I mean, we know of one other time, with the gala invitation (I think?). I wouldn’t call that an excessive amount. Maybe Lena is just being polite, but they are friends, right? Lena considers Kara a friend. And vice versa I hope. My hope is that it’s happened more than we’ve seen on screen. 

Lena just likes being around her future wife as much as possible. You can’t convince me otherwise. 

Shipping the Final Problem

One thing I really liked about the finale (and it definitely felt like a series concluding finale) was the open-endedness of the pairings. 

Are you a Johnlock shipper? You can read it as John having moved back in to 221B, he and Sherlock raising Rosie together, and living the rest of their lives together, with Mary’s blessing. 

Sherlolly forever? Emotions ran high in the ‘I love you’ scene, but Molly is smiley and chipper in the final 221B scene, so clearly any awkwardness between them is gone. And you can take the angle of her entrance as being from the flat upstairs and her lack of outerwear when Greg is wearing a coat as indications that she resides at 221B and is not just visiting.

What about Adlock? On top of the heaps of canon references in the Lying Detective to their continued communication, it can easily be reasoned that Sherlock’s ‘You know where to find me’ text is for her - opening the door for her to come back into his life. 

Even Mystrade got a call out with Sherlock urging Greg to look after his brother. 

Does it really matter if one ship was not canonized? We all have plenty of content to keep us happy and fuel our fanfics, vids, art and meta for the next five years. Can we stop fighting and just enjoy our ships? Live and let live with how we want to interpret scenes without tearing others interpretations down? The finale is beautiful in that we can all simultaneously have our ships be as real as any other. 

k so as yet i haven’t seen a fan!theory about Elinor where she wakes up but her brain damage so severe she needs constant care for the rest of her life so Serena quits her job to look after a daughter that simply isn’t there anymore and never will be

Given that there’s a tweet about Elinor’s death from a holby writer (i dont know if its legit) I’m honestly so grateful this storyline doesn’t appear to have crossed anyones mind bc Serena giving up her life so that her daughter can outlive her but never have a life is literally the most heartbreaking thing I can think of 

but guess what Black Mirror AU anyone???

Day 10

Queen Freya had barely put one foot back on her sovereign soil when her assistant popped up at her elbow, “Ma’m?”

She turns her tired eyes to the young Miss April, 

“I’ve just visited eighteen countries in thirty-two days,” she informed her, quite unnecessarily, “Surely it can wait?”

When she had first become one of her Deputy Secretaries, young April had hardly had the courage to look her in the eye, now she has gained the ability to disagree with her out loud.

“I’m sorry, ma’m,” she murmurs, “But there’s been an incident with…the prince.”

Freya sighs and begins walking towards the Rolls Royce waiting for her at the end of the tarmac, “Which prince?” she asks, “I have several.”

“Uh…the Prince Elijah,” April clarifies and Freya has a small smile on her face,

“What? Did my dear brother step outside without perfectly polished cufflinks?” she jests, sliding into the leather seats with a sigh, enjoying the warmth of the car, “Did his pocket square clash with his handkerchief?”

April doesn’t even give a fake laugh and she feels compelled to remind her that the Queen’s jokes should always be considered hilarious, but when she is handed the tablet and sees the issue, she is too busy reminding herself that queens don’t swear.

“Alright,” she says as the car starts moving, “First things first, you need to locate Press Secretary Caroline Forbes and tell her not to bother trying to resign, I wholeheartedly reject the attempt and furthermore, I forbid her to run away, defect to another country or jump out the window. That being said, if she does insist on a more permanent release from the headache that is my siblings, she’s to make sure she jumps from the roof and that it’s completely out of view of the paparazzi.”

April’s fingers are flying across her phone with a speed impossible to achieve by most, and Freya waits until her eyes flick up to await her next instruction,

“Secondly, tell each of my brothers that I expect them back in the Palace tonight and if they fail me I shall recommission Alcatraz and throw them each into a single cell.”

This time, April does laugh.


“Stop the press.”

Prince Niklaus opens an eye, realizes it’s the wrong eye and tries for the one on the left side of his face, the side currently not buried in his pillow.

Caroline is sitting up in bed, looking around the room slowly.

She was sleep-talking again.

Tired, he reaches over and pushes her down onto her back.

“We have to stop the press.” She mumbles and he pats her shoulder,

“We will, sweetheart,” he promises, “Go back to sleep.”

She utters one more sentence which involves pigeons and bananas before going silent and he feels a little guilty about how the stress she suffered working for his family was affecting her sleep.


Caroline loved Taylor Swift.

She loved all her songs, particularly the upbeat ones, which were the ones she usually set to play when she woke up in the morning.

Unfortunately, even Taylor couldn’t put her in a good mood when her phone rings before six.

Especially when it was the Palace.

Her first thought is someone is dead but there’s a code for that.

Her next thought is one of the Princes had done something stupid.

And considering that two of those princes were Finn- currently ensconced somewhere deep in the French countryside with his ducal boyfriend- and Elijah- who was Elijah- and that the third prince was currently asleep beside her, she’d answered the phone assuming that the trouble was Kol.

“Has he overdosed, thrown an orgy or been caught pole dancing again?” she asked, before realizing she was holding her phone upside down.

Not that it really mattered.

“Uh, the Queen instructed me to call you.” April began and Caroline sighed,

“Sweetie, I know you’re new but before six am we value efficiency over manners, okay? Seriously, just tell me what he did so I can start putting out the fires.”

A cleared throat and Caroline takes the opportunity to remove away the royal hand currently climbing up her thigh, pinching it when it attempts to relocate to her breast.

“It appears that he’s been in a prolonged affair with Mason Lockwood’s wife.” April explains and Caroline face palms. “So, a millionaire with republican leanings and a tendency to tweet his every waking moment. Great. Okay, ask Freya how badly she really needs five successors to her throne and tell Kol I’ll meet him at nine to do damage control.”

She’s about to hang up when April shouts her name, 

“What?” she demands and April clears her throat again, 

“It wasn’t Kol,” she says and Caroline takes a moment to stare accusingly at the prince next to her, before she elaborates, “It was Elijah.”

“Prince Elijah?” she tries to clarify, “Prince Elijah had an affair with a married woman? Seriously?!”

Klaus props himself up on one elbow, a stunned expression on his face and she barely manages to end the call before he demands that he tell her everything.

“You know what I know.” she points out as she begins looking for her clothes before remembering that they were in her apartment, where she had an entire closet full of outfits. “You want coffee?”

Klaus tucks his arms behind his head, “I want my girlfriend to come back to bed,” he answers,

Sans vêtements, preferably.”

Caroline rolled her eyes, “How many times do I have to tell you Mikaelson’s to not speak French? You know that media outlets love to compare your sister to Marie Antoinette already and that could end really badly.”

“Come on, love,” he cajoles as she lays an outfit over her chair, 

“Let’s turn this into a good morning, hmmm?”

She can see his erection under the blankets and she can see herself walking back across the room, climbing onto him and sinking down onto length.

Or maybe she could lie on her stomach and have him screw her while she reads her emails?

She sucks on her lips before closing her eyes against the temptation, 

“Get in the shower and then call the car to come get you,” she ordered, 

“Your sister will want me at the office as soon as possible to figure out a way to handle this.”  

“We could distract the media?” he suggests, “Perhaps it’s time to go public with our relationship?”

Caroline snorts, “No way, we’re already going to have one scandal today, the last thing we need is a story about a prince sleeping with the help.”

“You’re hardly the help, love,” Klaus protests as she heads into the bathroom,

“Freya says you’re like family.”

“Yeah, all the stress without the benefit of the Civil List.” She mutters, before turning on the shower.


When Caroline had first begun working for the royal family, she’d had a little crush on Elijah- he was Prince Charming come to life- chivalrous, handsome, perpetually in a suit, proper and polite to everyone.

But he’d just been a daydream, a fun way to pass the time, a fun fantasy that half the women in the royal household enjoyed.

The day Prince Klaus had walked into her office, she had discovered two things.

One- there was a very distinct difference between a harmless crush and infatuation.

Two- her proven record of intelligence and career perfection would not (and did not) prevent her from engaging in a very stupid affair with a member of the royal family.

It had started off as a bit of fun, flirtation, hands lingering inappropriately, stolen kisses in stairwells and then a quick romp- or five- while they had been meeting the royal family of Hawaii.

Except that over the last two months, something had changed, Klaus had kept mentioning the women who had propositioned him and that he’d turned down- which Caroline had first thought was an attempt to make her jealous before realizing it that he was trying to figure out if they were exclusive- he’d insisted on dates either before or after their hook-ups, which she’d argued down to dinner at her place because they couldn’t exactly head to the local Starbucks and he now, today, he’d suggested they go public.

But Caroline knew the moment they did, she would be portrayed as the gold-digger slut, the servant who seduced the prince with her eyes on the title and the wealth.

She’d be swarmed by paparazzi and ripped apart by the media.

She wasn’t ready for that.


She also wasn’t ready for her meeting with Prince Elijah at nine am.

“I’m sorry, what?!” she screeched at him from across the coffee table, 

“I just had a mini-stroke and you’re going to have to repeat what you just said.”

Elijah released a ragged sigh, “I know it’s slightly untoward but Katherine and I are in love and she has agreed to be my wife.”

Caroline looked down at her coffee and wished it was pure alcohol.

Not pure as in clear like vodka but pure as in the stuff that killed instantly.

“She can’t be your wife because she’s Mason Lockwood’s wife.” She points out, “Bigamy’s been a crime here ever since…”

“I’m aware,” Elijah interrupts, “Katerina is filing for divorce this morning,” he checks his watch,

“I was supposed to go with her to the court house, in case she wanted anything explained.”

He looks at her meaningfully, making it clear that she’s eating into his time and the promise he’d made but all she can see right now are the headlines and scandal.

“Elijah…you were caught in a hotel room with another man’s wife, and not just any old guy but a multi-millionaire who supports the anti-monarchist movement in America and has ties to several media moguls.” She begins, “Mason Lockwood could cause us a lot of trouble.”

“He won’t,” he promises her, “Katherine has some information on him she can use to ensure his silence.”

Adultery, public and messy divorce and blackmail.

‘If there is a God,’ Caroline thought to herself, ‘He will strike me dead…now.’

No lightning bolts flashed across the clear blue skies and she takes out her tablet,

“We’ve never had a member of the royal family marry a divorcee,” she reminds him, “But provided the divorce is granted and kept as civil as possible, with Freya’s permission, you and Ms. Pierce could marry but both of you will need to rehabilitate your images first.”

He nods, “Thank-you, Caroline,” he takes her hand and presses it gently, 

“I am sorry to have ruined what I’m sure would have been an otherwise pleasant morning.”

Something in his tone has her frowning slightly but she curtsies and takes her leave, checking her tablet and seeing that Freya has paged her to the Queen’s reception room.

Typically, where she met her Cabinet and foreign heads of state.

Except for the Canadian Prime Minister, Lucien Castle- whom she usually met in her antechamber, alone, for several hours at a time.

“Caroline,” Freya smiled as she entered the reception room, “Niklaus has a wonderful idea.”

Niklaus is standing by the large windows, bathed in the sunlight looking positively angelic.

Except the smile, he gives her could have come from Lucifer himself.

“Oh?” she smiled uncertainly, “I wasn’t aware the prince was interested in media and communication.”

Freya ignores the gentle barb at her younger brother, “He thought he could undergo a tour of the country, visiting all his charities, hosting fundraisers, visiting monuments, national parks and generating some good press for the family, to distract everyone from Elijah’s first ever scandal.”

Caroline nods, “That is a great idea.”  

Freya brings her hands together, “I thought so. You’ll have to go with him, of course.”

Caroline blinks, “Pardon?”

The Queen waves a hand, “Naturally, as much as I do love my brothers, I have to admit that I don’t trust them to undertake an excursion such as this without sending someone I trust absolutely to be by their side.”

Caroline tried to think of an excuse. Any excuse that would get her out of this trip that would be at least a month or more beside Klaus all day, every day and in a hotel room just down the hall from him at night.

There would be nowhere for her to hide and they would definitely get caught.  


“I cannot believe she agreed to that,” Freya remarks after Caroline has left the room, “I thought for sure this would be the straw that broke the camel’s back that is her sanity.”

Niklaus scoffs, “If she hasn’t gone insane after a year with us, nothing can break her.”

“You know, everyone knows you’re in love with her,” Freya comments drily as she walks her brother from the room, “Well, everyone except her.”

Niklaus scowls, “I know, but I can’t seem to convince her to go make it official.”

“Well, I suggest you figure out a way that doesn’t involve the two of you getting caught by paparazzi,” she warned him, “Caroline will be humiliated if the two of you are discovered like that and I adore her, I would hate for her to be hurt.”

He nods, “I won’t let anything happen to her.”

“Good,” Freya smiles, “Now, run along, I have a call to make to the Canadian Prime Minister.”

Niklaus rolls his eyes, “Oh good, I’m sure kids a generation from now will love reading that US-Canadian relations during our era were greatly improved by phone-sex.”