I wish you to be safe. ( the words are spoken with a determined gravity. he watched the slow spread of her smile with a flicker of primal interest; like a soft brush of breath on the back of his neck, his skin prickled. she is exquisite and beautiful, that much is true, and he is certain the fabricated bond between them has little influence on his attraction, but he would be a fool to let sentiment sway him now.

no, klaus wields such things like a weapon, and he does so now, for he recognizes her preoccupation for what it is: the overwhelming vitality and vividness of each sensation, each emotion. he speaks with a candid harshness, despite the melody of his words. he implores her to listen. if he pleases her, all the better; he's content to seduce her attention.

it does not matter where she lives. it matters that she understands. ) To not invoke the scrutiny and violence that our kind often do, by those threatened by our power. ( for her good, but also for his own. for the others here he cares to protect. it may be true elena has outed herself and not faced opposition, but if bodies start piling up because a new vampire cannot control herself, that is bound to change. ) I wish you control over your impulses and the overwhelming tide of your emotions, which I promise will be many and difficult to curb. ( he speaks with certainty, with intimacy. the horror of those experiences are in his eyes. his hand tightens around hers, folding her fingers with his. ) Being a vampire is not for the feint at heart.

And I do not believe you are feint at heart, love, but I suspect that even as a human, your passion and power were something to behold, and you are just as likely to destroy what you love as you are to protect it. ( she is a woman who rides dragons. there's something wild in her blood.

as for the rest: ) The price I will pay Elena is mercy. The price she will owe is humility. All I ask for is peace. ( he doesn't add: or else. )