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Name: Elijah Mikaelson Age: 32 Height: 5'10' Location: Downstairs Interests: Hard work, long drives in the carriage, you Why do you want to be my valentine: Because I want to spend the day with you doing nothing.
"I will gladly spend the day with you and only you."
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beaten | theheartripper
Mikael heard the gunshots and started outside with his rifle — he saw the girl and her slaves coming across the field with — his son in his arms. “What the sam hell — ” he growled and stepped outside, moving toward the fence with his gun raised toward the man who was coming closer to his property. “You stay over there, you burly son of a bitch or I’ll pump you full of holes,” he shouted at the man across the way. He looked at Anna, motioning her inside with them.
He walked back into the house and propped the gun on the wall before moving into the living room where Esther had told him to lay Elijah down on the couch.
“What happened here?” Mikael demanded.
Annabelle went inside with the family, then went to the living room, where she knelt down next to Esther and held Elijah's hand, eyes watering. "I'm sorry, this is my fault." She turned her head to look up at Mikael. "He's seen me sneaking out of the house. I... I leave at night to come here to help him free my father's slaves. My father thinks he's been bedding me. So he did this..."
Anna reached out and touched Elijah's face, then looked to Esther. "I love your son, very much. I do want to marry him. I'm sorry, my father is..." She covered her mouth, tears streaking down her face. "Please let me help you take care of him. I'll do anything to help." There was a loud gun shot from outside. Anna screamed and leaned her body over Elijah, burying her face against him.
Her father was outside the house, shouting angrily for his daughter and slave to be brought to her.
Anna entered her room, head turned down as her father marched her in. She stopped short and lifted her head - eyes wide at the sight of Elijah battered and bruised. "HOW COULD YOU!" She turned around and slapped her father, then ran forward and crawled up onto her bed to hold Elijah, tears on her face. "I will take care of you." She whispered against his ear.
It had happened so fast; he had been working out in the field and the next thing he knew, he had been hauled in front of Mr. Raegan. The blows had been swift and painful, of the body and of the face. He had blacked out and found himself in this room, one he hadn't ever been in before and he could barely see out of one eye. He hummed and looked at her, reaching up to touch her face before feeling sick. "Home," he whispered.
stranded | theheartripper
Loose black curls hung around her shoulders. Annabelle could hardly breathe in the large corseted dress. She put her hand to her stomach and tried to breathe. It was a fairly difficult feat. She smiled and curtsied to the male her father was introducing her to - though her eyes had wandered away, two months in since they had seceded from the union, just across the road, less than two miles from where they were - was the union. The United states.
And on the other side of that road, lived a family she once was close with; with a male she was more interested in than the one being introduced to her. She curtsied to the man then went on to the next. But her eyes and mind barely left the road and the fence, where somewhere on the other side was that brown haired man. She was sure he likely had a wife already, and she was told she had no choice but to marry whom her father wanted - and yet she wanted nothing more than to jump the fence.
She broke away after her father released her, noticing his daughter's mind wandered away with her. She trailed her eyes back to the fence, then looked back towards her family.
She hiked her dress up and ran for the road, as fast as she could.
