A deep breath given as the eldest witch works the room to the most comfortable settings for her niece. The best temperature of room, soft comfortable bed sheets, and a book to read for herself as she waits for the little girl that she loved so much to wake. It had always been a thing that would happen but Freya had imaged this day differently with Hayley there and Niklaus. There the duo sits in the large living room of the Mikaeslon Mansion in Mystic Falls. It had been a full 17 hours since the text was received and Freya had yet to sleep a wink since.
❝ This does not have to happen fast. We take everything at your pace. ❞ The urge to gently hum to herself is strong but Freya knows that will only make things worse for herself. From the outside, there was no way to tell that the witch was on edge as she has spent years mastering a facade that can not be broken. ❝ I’m going to make this as stress free as possible, sweetheart. ❞ Cardiac arrest with magic.
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 … @mklsnh














