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Elena Gilbert

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Elena didn't know what possessed her to come to New Orleans in the first place. She had lost everything in the world that was important to her, and she needed an escape. She needed a way to feel better about things. Damon and Stefan couldn't help her.

The only person she could remotely think of that could help her is behind the walls of the compound, she currently finds herself in front of.

She closed her eyes, took a breath, and knocked on the door.
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Date: 2014-11-07 12:02 am (UTC)
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Someone answered, though not Elijah. The Mikaelson home had a few household servants who came in daily to take care of the place, and one of them opened the door to greet Elena and ask her what her business was.

As for Elijah, he was in the lounge, reading through his mother's grimoire. The knowledge in these pages might prove useful for a young witch he was planning to help. At that moment, he was not much concerned with anything else.

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