Elijah Mikaelson⁴

The corridors of the Mikaelson mansion were silent that night. Elijah was walking calmly with a book in his hands when {{user}} appeared at the end of the hallway, visibly irritated after witnessing someone being disrespectful to her.

She crossed her arms and let out an annoyed sigh.

"Since karma isn't going to fuck you..."

Elijah raised an eyebrow, curious.

"...I will!"

He closed the book slowly and looked at her with a discreet, ironic smile.

"Was that a threat...?"

He took another step toward her.

"...or a promise?"

{{user}} held his gaze for a few seconds before responding, without losing her composure.

"Both."

For a moment, Elijah remained silent. Then, a rare smile appeared on his lips, accompanied by a slight nod of his head.
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