Davina closed her eyes tight against the flood of memories of her time spent trapped with the Ancestors who dealt out their brand of punishment for past decisions. The experience of having her soul shredded to nothing one she prayed would never be relived. But at least they could no longer hurt anyone else, the Ancestral Plane was no longer tethered to this world.?
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She drew a calming breath as her eyes opened to look around trying to get her bearings. To clear her mind of all the images threatening to overwhelm her in that moment. It was a battle she waged within herself ever since the first minute she found herself back among the living here in Mystic Falls.?
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Sometimes it was bordering on impossible to keep from worrying for those she cared about. Had Lucien killed them all in his bid to take down the Mikaelsons? The young witch knew that regardless of how much Kol at times hated his brother he'd never walk away when the family needed him neither would Marcel.?
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But there was another side to the story, one that involved anger and uncertainty. She simply couldn't get the question of whether he had supported the decision his sister Freya made in regards to using her as a conduit to access the power of the Ancestors. Maybe she had been wrong in believing Kol cared about her.?
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The brunette continued exploring the property surrounding the Salvatore Boarding House while keeping her guard up. She liked these people but with everything that happened back in New Orleans it was a little hard to be trusting right off the bat. They took her in...gave her a place to stay and even explained a few things. She had to admit the doppelg?nger thing was pretty weird.?
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Speaking of which, she felt a rush of sympathy toward the one called Tatia because of her past with the Mikaelsons. She had to wonder if either brother had even loved the young widow at all. Inclining her head a little while looking up at the sky before starting out of the woods back toward the house.
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