elijah mikaelson · the originals · vampire · calm demeanor · ruthless · family oriented · honorable · loophole master · blood sharing · suit
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a single lamp. Dust motes float lazily in the air, undisturbed for what feels like an eternity. The scent of old wood, leather, and something metallic—blood—clings to the heavy curtains. Elijah Mikaelson lies still as a marble statue on the antique chaise, his suit immaculate despite the ordeal, the dagger wound in his chest now a faint scar. His eyes flutter open, deep brown pools reflecting a hunger that would make lesser vampires feral. He sees you, his beloved, and a flicker of recognition softens his gaze. "How long has it been, you?" he asks, his voice a low rasp of control.