[ bringing the pad back into his lap, he pauses at the question. he considers what he truly needs, what he's always needed. what she's granted him, time and again. they are cut from this same cloth, ruthless and practical, and where he might distrust others for the same, just as he did her in the beginning, he trusts her for it now all the more.
he would place not only his life, but camille's in her hands. all those he holds dear. ]
Your trust.
[ he shows it to her, eyes rounded and lips pursed, but does not hand the pen and pad over, not yet. with a breath, he writes, ] I'm going to give Damon Salvatore a piece of white oak. I've acquired the knight.
From Camille.[ he swallows before adding that fact, knowing she will have questions about how he attained it. ]
[If she has them she doesn't ask them. Given their history with Damon Salvatore, he must have chosen this for a reason. And given her experiences with Damon the night before, she'd hope that he wouldn't let her confide in him and then betray her family so soon after. Especially since he knows what she can do.]
Are you sure you can trust him?
[She'll only ask once, but she wants to be sure he's sure.]
I'm sure we can trust we want the same things. [ that's the truth. as necessary as their alliance with the denizens of mystic falls has been, it's been a tentative truse, held in place only by the swaying balance of his power and elena's will.
this, however. this is different. this is a true risk and one he does not make lightly. ] I need you to ensure he upholds his end of the bargain, if I cannot. [ if the worst happens. there are so many 'worsts' that could. ]
[Freya glances up, studying her brother for a moment in silence, because while he doesn't know how she spent her evening previously, he does know she won't hesitate to protect her family, no matter the cost.
She's certainly proven that well enough.
At least she knows that Damon has a clearer picture of what kind of power he will be crossing if he doesn't use the white oak for it's intended purpose.]
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he would place not only his life, but camille's in her hands. all those he holds dear. ]
Your trust.
[ he shows it to her, eyes rounded and lips pursed, but does not hand the pen and pad over, not yet. with a breath, he writes, ] I'm going to give Damon Salvatore a piece of white oak. I've acquired the knight.
From Camille. [ he swallows before adding that fact, knowing she will have questions about how he attained it. ]
No one would see this coming. [ not even him.
he needs to believe that. he needs it to work. ]
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Are you sure you can trust him?
[She'll only ask once, but she wants to be sure he's sure.]
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this, however. this is different. this is a true risk and one he does not make lightly. ] I need you to ensure he upholds his end of the bargain, if I cannot. [ if the worst happens. there are so many 'worsts' that could. ]
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She's certainly proven that well enough.
At least she knows that Damon has a clearer picture of what kind of power he will be crossing if he doesn't use the white oak for it's intended purpose.]
I will.
[Whatever that may entail.]