The Queen's Daughter & The King's Heir {Klaroline}
The Queen's Daughter & The King's Heir
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Disclaimer - (Cause fanfiction is tricky ground and I hope not to offend the creator of the original story and get sued)
I do not own "The Vampire Diaries", it belongs to its original creator Kevin Williamson, Julie Plec, and L. J. Smith. Nor do I own "The Originals", which belongs to its rightful creator Julie Plec, Michael Narducci, Leslie Morgenstein, Gina Girolamo. This is only a fanfiction, it is a piece of nonprofit work - that I was inspired to write by the original work. I do not own the images/art used. So these images aren't mine; just edited a lot of the time. If you own a picture or Video that I found online, and you either want your name added, or me to take it down. Contact me and we can talk it out. P.s. I also ask that you do not copy my fanfiction and/or publish it onto any other website.
Warnings: Cami Bashing, Angst (Caroline's dead T-T), Klaus still loves Caroline (he will ALWAYS love Caroline)
Word Count: 1.4K
Requested By: Animeloverforever1127
Summary: I know of no Queen of England, save my mother. And I will accept no other queen, except my mother.
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It was the king's thirty-fifth birthday, so a celebration was held in his honor. The whole royal family, the council, some ambassadors, and a few select nobles had been invited to attend the event.
Normally, the event would be put together by the king's wife, the Queen. But when she passed away three years ago, her daughter, Princess Elizabeth Coraline Mikaelson took over, assisted by her aunt, as well as her mother's old ladies-in-waiting, when possible.
Each guest was chosen by the women, and the event was strictly invite only, with the threat of imprisonment, and even beheading, keeping any unwanted personnel away.
But sadly, that did not mean all pests were kept out, as a result of the council's insistence for the king to begin seeking a new bride, so they could secure a male heir, Camille O'Connell had made her way onto the invite list.
She was a distant cousin of the current king of France, and with Sean O'Connell constantly pushing the matter, the council had decided to accept her as a candidate. That was the official statement the council had written down in the documents. But everybody knew the real reason.
Camille was the closest, blue-eyed, blond woman that the council would find, with the most royal blood to be crowned queen.
There were many women who were much closer to various royal families, but all of them had been rejected by the king.
So the council, in one last Hail Mary, had prayed that this woman, who shared a resemblance to the late Queen, would be enough for the King to accept.
But so far, after the initial introduction, the king hadn't glanced twice at the women.
This didn't dismay the women, who constantly tried to involve herself with the people at the party.
She tried to mimic the late Queen by trying to involve herself with the politics, but was quickly dismissed by a quick glare and hiss from her brother, to, "Join the ladies."
So with her head hung low, she picked up her skirts, and approached the women, only to be greeted with fans. Katherine's bright red lips formed into a smirk, Camille couldn't see it from the other side of the fan, but the ex-lady-in-waiting's eyes said it all.
The blond was unwanted.
"It's quite pathetic isn't it." Katherine said, snapping her fan shut onto her hand as she stared down at Camille, "I would have thought for sure the council would have taken the hint by now."
"Well they are men. What can you expect?" Bonnie Mikaelson, the wife of the youngest Mikaelson sighed, joining her sister-in-law. She glanced at Camille, "As a woman, I would have expected better of you. You should be able to take a hint, no."
The blond grew angry, "How dare you! I'm going to be the next Queen! I suggest you show me some respect!"
This outburst caught everybody's attention.
Klaus stopped talking with his brothers, his eyes narrowing at the women, he took a step towards her, only to be stopped by a manicured hand.
He turned to see his sister smiling at him. Without a word, she nodded towards her niece, who was making her way towards Camillie.
"And who dares spread such lies?" Elizabeth asked, joining the group of women, her tone low. Her expression was calm and controlled, unlike Camillie's who was beginning to huff from her outburst.
"My brother! Sean said so!" Camille answered proudly.
"That's unfortunate. Your brother must be lying to you." Elizabeth informed the women. "I know of no Queen of England, save my mother." Camille opened her mouth to try and argue, but she was stopped by the look in the princess' eyes, "And I will accept no other queen, except my mother."
This left everybody speechless.
Nobody could counter the princess' words, the only one who could, was the king, and he was remaining silent.
If the princess herself refused to acknowledge any other queen, then what could they do?
The last Queen was beloved by the people, the king himself trying to gain another, would not please the people, leaving the council with no other option then try to gain the royal family's approval.
But now, the princess had publicly refused to acknowledge any other Queen, other than her mother.
Katherine and her husband smiled, proud.
If you looked closely, you could see Lady Rebekah's eyes grow glossy, well a tear slid down Lady Bonnie's.
And the king…
Klaus' eyes were wide, as he stared at his daughter.
"Caroline…" He whispered, the name that left a sweet taste in his mouth, and a hum in his ears.
If only she could see their child now.
The older Elizabeth got, the more she reminded him of her mother.
Her hair, the same sunshine shade of mother's hair.
Her eyes, the same bright pools her mother's were.
But this…
Back straight, head held high, the strength in her eyes. The very image of a Queen, just like Caroline was.
The king walked over to his daughter, the attendants wondering what he would do, Elizabeth stared her father in the eyes, having no intention of taking back her words.
Klaus smiled, pleased to see her determination, which only reassured him that he was about to do the right thing.
He embraced his daughter, before turning to some of the most important and influential people in the nation. "Let me be clear, I have no intention of re-marrying. As your princess clearly stated, England will only have one Queen. And so long as I reign, her Queen will only ever be Caroline Elizabeth Mikaelson."
"But what about an Heir, your majesty?" Sean pleaded, trying to get the king to see reason.
Klaus smiled, and turned to his daughter, "England already has an Heir, when my time comes. Elizabeth Coraline Mikaelson will become Queen, and King."
Elizabeth nods, smiling, she agrees with her father, "The Queen's Daughter and The King's Heir."
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I know this was short, it was sad/sweet/heartwarming, with multiple layers of emotions (at least that's what I thought), but it was short nonetheless. I feel kind of guilty writing short drabbles, because my disclaimers are so long, so this is the disclaimer I'm going to use for shorter fics. I know some of you may say, why don't I use this shorter version for all my fics then, well because like the disclaimer says, I'm scared of getting sued (not enough to stop writing - but enough to have a long ass disclaimer), and the long disclaimer gives me a peace of mind, because I searched up everything I needed in a fanfic disclaimer, and then created my disclaimer based off that, so I could cover all my bases.
Also, the prompt line came from "The Tudors", delivered by Marry, and I just loved it. And ofcourse, my Klaroline obsessed brain came up with this as a result. This is what I was watching when I got inspired to write this: reign_supremacy/video/7116209497676287238?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7089957633293108742
Anyways,
KLAROLINE FOR LIFE BECAUSE I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP!
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