petrcvas:
eloquently dressed, charming – surely this man had to have women swooning at his feet wherever he went. the moment ‘klaus mikaelson’ left his lips – katherine’s interest was piqued. her darkly colored orbs remained on tristan’s features, head cocking to the side as the smallest hint of a smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. “that would be me, yes,” she confirmed with a small nod of her head. “eluded that man for over five hundred years. if that isn’t something to be proud of, i don’t know what is.” of course eluding the man for so many years had come with its own set of consequences, but she’d survived & that was all that mattered.
he knew how to work his charm . after all -- tristan always got what he wanted in most cases . he took another step , gazing down at her with a slight smirk at his lips . “ impressive . well -- seems like we have a common enemy . “ tristan replied . “ him and his siblings -- we have quite the past . elijah sired me . “ he leaned against the wall , folding his arms over his chest , eyes slowly trailing over her figure once again . “ out of curiosity , what was the reason ? i mean i don’t blame you . klaus is a monster that shouldn’t be trifled with . “
















