The flush only makes Hope's predatory grin turn that much more menacing. One singular step forward is taken, her hand reaching out to trace the outline of her crimson cheek with her thumb.
"That is true. . . Although, it's far more fun when someone is unsuspecting."
- Tonight, there were no questions at all.
Tonight, Hope Mikaelson barely acknowledged the ending of one life and the start of her new one.
Tonight, Hope Mikaelson became the monster both nature and herself had always feared.