nothing lasts forever

Katherine had been quite intrigued with Damon Salvatore. He was different, sharper than the rest of the gentlemen in court and if theres one thing she liked? It was a sharp tongue and quick wit. Especially one that could trail behind her's at a decent closeness.

That, she found in Damon- and then later on Stefan. Ah Stefan Salvatore. Now there was a man who encompassed everything she wanted, and never knew she wanted in a man all the same. Closer to her age, reserved, he balanced her far better than the impulsive older brother.

To say she'd taken a liking to him, grown close, would to be grossly underestimating the way she looked at him. The way she smiled with him.

It's of no surprise that other's have noticed. Surely she'd of ended up under lady whistledown's gossip booklet already if she weren't uninterested in hiding that fact all the same.

Damon's comment makes no dent in her demeanor as she takes a sip of her own drink and humms contently.

"Apologies, Mr. Salvatore, your tone implies there is a ring on my finger."

Katherine even raised it at a distance to inspect.

"It appears to be missing, perhaps it has been misplaced? Or simply has yet to be delivered?"

Oh yes, she quite enjoyed Damon Salvatore, he was company that allowed her the stimulation of a battle of wits rather than the dull conversation of a 'proper lady'.

❝ Misplaced is the word for my mother's ring , ❞ Damon remarked.

She had been buried with it , according to their father , when he had inquired after it this season. As a result , he would have to buy one of his own — custom made , which seemed like a better option for Miss Pierce ( she did not give the impression she liked for things second-hand ). If she was indeed to be the recipient.

❝ Would you accept the deliverance of a ring quite so soon , Miss Pierce ? ❞ he then inquired curiously , for he had not thought her a woman to give herself over quite so quickly , not for something so permanent as marriage. She had other options , he was aware , and he expected her to take full advantage of that, however - ❝ And no matter , misplaced or missing or simply slow on delivery , I thought there was a line to cross when it came to my brother. ❞ His smirk was sardonic. ❝ Foolish of me , maybe. ❞

Scott's brows furrowed ; he wasn't the sharpest tool in the box , he knew that , nothing like Stiles' detective skills , but even he could catch the way the words had almost choked Isaac on their way out , had died in his throat. Along with the surge of emotions that ( almost literally ) choked Scott , hovering in the air between them. A certain storm of emotions that Scott always felt on those rare occasions that Isaac's father was mentioned. Now why would Isaac be feeling that about Derek ...

Isaac had almost forgotten about it, with the alpha pack and the durach, then nogitsune. . . But things had calmed down, and he was realizing he still had a lot of unresolved emotions towards Derek--none of which Scott knew about, because all he'd told him at the time was Derek had kicked him out.

The doppelganger couldn't help but chuckle.

"Miss him? All any of you did was take him for granted, and ignore him when he tried to help. What exactly are you going to miss Scott? Your side kick?"

Katherine doesn't always get involved, but she observes constantly. This place? Beacon Hills? It was no different than Mystic falls. Same dynamic. There's always a kid trying his hardest and no one ever sees or listens to him.

"I don't think any of you deserve to say goodbye. It's interesting you only care now that he's dead."

One of her favourite past times is pushing buttons, and what better time to do it than as petty little revenge for her own feelings of helplessness.

         with a trembling hand, she tried to readjust her nightgown as best as possible before she laid back flat and closed her eyes as she tried to catch her breath. katerina had noticed that klaus liked the silence afterward. something she certainly didn't mind at all because not only was it a different way of intimacy, but it also gave her time to collect herself and regain some strength.

         a smile was present on her lips the entire time, beyond happy about every aspect of her life. she was married which made her an honorable woman again, even if one ignored that her marriage to klaus meant getting a title. her husband seemed to truly love and adore her, at least that was the impression she got whenever they spent time together. her life had taken a happy turn and she was so thankful for having met him, even if the beginning was a bit ... rocky.

         katerina felt the shift in their bed which felt strangely ... fast but her eyes only snapped open at klaus' enranged accusations. for a short moment, genuine bewilderment was visible on her features which was quickly replaced by discomfort and even fear as his unexplainable anger seemed to grow immeasurably.

         "w-what are you talking about, klaus?" she questioned quietly, not daring to be too loud and not even daring to move even though her current lying position made her even more insecure and uncomfortable. her heartbeat started to increase again and she visibly flinched when he ripped the bedsheet which finally caused her to sit up, while subconsciously slipping away from him.

         "i– i didn't do anything. what betrayal?" her mind was racing, thinking about what she might have done wrong. his words did not make any sense and his unexpected reaction was frightening her.