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The first time Athenodora told you something about her personal life was a rainy day in Volterra and the two of you decided to wear cute raincoats and boats and go for a walk around the city, Felix and Demetri following shortly after you.

When the two of you approached the park, somehow the conversation got deeper in the blink of an eye. "There has been actually one time when I got scared by Caius's reaction, though it was a long time ago." She stated and you motioned her to continue. "In the middle ages, many ancient Greek statues got destroyed because the bronze they were made of was very useful and needed at the time, for weapons, mostly. I never understood how they were able to destroy something so elegant and pure to make something so shameful.". Athenodora played a little with her hair, twisting and curling it with her pale fingers. "When they destroyed the last standing statue of Policletus, I got angry. I couldn't confront those who had destroyed the statue because they were for a powerful coven. One day I was crying in the library when Caius found me. From the moment he saw my tears, I could see and feel rage growing inside of him. I told him the whole story, and then the following day he left with Aro by his side. they returned one month later, the coven who had destroyed the statue had been slaughtered.".

You were speechless. Of course you had already understood that Caius was full of anger and potentially a very dangerous being, but you never thought he could be triggered by such a little matter.

You looked at Athenodora, who was shaking a little bit. "Hey, Dora, as you said they were a powerful coven, you would have conquered then anyway". She smiled a little and turned her head towards you. "Maybe not as violently as Caius and Aro did in the end". You shrugged. "There's no point in "maybes" and "ifs", Dora".

"It was the first time I got scared by Caius's reaction". She confessed. "He did it because you were hurt, it's understandable" you responded, and she appeared happy with this reply.

"Thank you Y/N, this was a nice talk". You smiled. "Anytime, Dora, anytime".

26. You’re holding back (Romanian Coven fan fiction)

Vladimir stares blankly in the fire in front of him; he normally would be afraid of being all alone in the deep woods, but in this moment he doesn’t really care, and he’s not alone. Stefan has proven himself the bravest of the pair, for merely some hours prior he managed to escape the battlefield with his friend, who was and still is numb. The blond continues to stare, indifferent to his friend’s sighs and worried glances. Stefan looks down to his ripped jacket and he sees that also the coven’s seal has been ruined. He tries to put it back together, but he can’t. Deep inside of him, he knows fully well that it is not only the seal’s fate, but also the coven’s.  How could it ever be repaired? Most of his coven mates have been killed; without them, what use is a new coven? He gets up and starts to walk away from the fire, but Vladimir notices this and immediately gets worried. “You’re not leaving, I’m confident you know that” he simply says. Stefan looks at him, but he can’t find his brave friend anywhere. He nods and he sits again.Some days pass by, and yet Vladimir remains silent. On the third day, Stefan loses his cool and, when they stop to camp on a clearing, he just lashes out. He goes on and on about how the battle would and could have been won, how everyone in their coven had been an idiot and lastly how he felt like no longer had a purpose or a reason to stay alive. Vladimir still stares blankly at him. He nods and put a hand on Stefan’s shoulder, then gets back to prepare for camping. Stefan is outraged at this point and he cannot believe his friend is behaving this way. He calms himself down, he needs to be tactful to the one man left he cares for. “You are holding back, Vladimir” he tells him. The blond sighs; “Maybe” he replies “but what use would It be to lash out like you did? They are not coming back, no matter how loud I scream or how violently I cry, Stefan. We are the last of our kind, my friend, and it is up to us to maintain its legacy. So yes, I am holding back my rage and my strength for when we will face our enemies again”. Stefan stares at him and realizes he is right, only to start crying. Vladimir immediately hugs him, and soon both of them are shedding tears. They do not know what lies ahead of them, nor if they will ever find happiness again, but in this moment when they embrace one another, they couldn’t feel safer.