"Who is that?" Elijah's voice made me jump. I'd been searching his office for anything that would tell me what that mark on Bennett's shoulder might mean.

I knew the rune we shared was for protection, but what would make Klaus react the way he did? There had to be something in Esther's grimoire.

"Winchesters heard about the wedding and he's here to make sure something like that doesn't happen again." I pulled open a desk drawer.

"Yes. For their 'peace of mind'." Castiel squinted. "You are an Original."

"I see you let this one hold Bennett freely." Elijah pushed forward, his hands in his pockets, looking the picture of ease. Though the tenseness in his shoulders told a much different story.

"This one earned my trust the hard way."

"You assume we'll let him stay here." It wasn't a question.

"You'll let him." At this point, he already knew I was in his office, might as well keep going. "Because you don't want the Winchesters to come here and wreck your precious treaty."

Elijah's jaw twitched. "What is it you're looking for?"

"Your mom's grimoire."

"And why would you need a thing like that?"

"Nothing you need to worry about." Ooh, wait. "Can I talk to Esther? I have some questions I want to ask her."

"Absolutely not." He stepped up to the desk, grabbing the knickknack I'd picked up, and set it down. "If I had my way, my mother would be at the bottom of a very deep hole. I do not trust her with you, even in the very best of circumstances."

"I mean I'd prefer to be alone, but if it gets me an audience with her, and you're so paranoid, you could spectate."

He crossed his arms.

"Please, Elijah. You'll be my favorite brother in-law."

"No."

"Then give me her grimoire so I can find my answers there."

His lips pursed, and Elijah glanced at Castiel. "I hid the grimoire."

"Why?"

"To prevent naughty little fingers from destroying it." He offered his hand, less of an invitation and more of a command. "It's a delicate thing."

I could ignore it, but I didn't want to do anything that might jeopardize Castiel's stay here, so I'd have to play along. Rather reluctantly, I took his hand, letting him help me round the desk.

"Now, we're having an event tonight. You will not make accusations." Elijah walked me to the door, and I could hear Castiel's faint footsteps behind us. "Or attempt to escape. You will be on your best behavior."

"And if I'm not?"

"It would be far too easy to make your life unbearably inconvenient."

I tutted. "Take all the fun out of it, why don't you."

"There is also the matter of your bite marks." He lead me toward Klaus' room. "No one outside our family and a small circle of people know of your marriage, aside from your hunters, of course. We would prefer to keep it a secret for now, just until the danger Dahlia presents is passed."

Huh. I would've thought Klaus would want to parade me around. Now that I was legally his. "And how do you intend to do that?"

Elijah pushed the door open and motioned to the bed where two outfits laid. Mine was a high collared dress, with a long slit down the thigh.

I stepped inside, almost expecting a spell to trap me in the room, but nothing happened. I pressed forward until I could touch the dress and the fabric felt expensive.

Klaus' suit was made of the same material, and both the tie and pocket square matched what I would be wearing. "Won't this be a glaring hole in your plan? Clearly we're together if we're matching like this." I turned. "And I hope you don't expect me to leave Bennett anywhere."

"Yes, well. As far as anyone is aware, Niklaus is in love with Camille, something they've both worked very hard to curate in order to ensure your safety. His enemies will believe he's only using you to throw them off of Camille." Elijah set his hand against the door frame. "As for Bennett, I'm certain your friend will be quite comfortable with Freya for company in our guest suite during the party. It is important you and Niklaus pretend to be a fake couple."

Castiel caught my eye, and he nodded.

At least the story made it easier. If I was only Klaus' fake girlfriend, I had an idea, one that could trigger his possessive side, and that would allow me to follow Dahlia's plan.