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Chapter 30 - Are you Witch Dave 2

As the portrait was completed both mine and Klaus's Painting was given to the jury to Judge which consists of Jury members are Aurora , Tristan , Evelyn , Kol , Finn and Aro .

While the Grading of portrait is going on I am currently thinking of how to integrate hints for them to catch that I am a witch as they have begun to doubt as of all the subtle hints Through out the week like letting it slip through Aurora in gossip how I put all the castle into sleep while I took her to the secret base or suddenly repaired canvases which were broken and healed horse which was injured in mere 4 hours these hints were so subtle that a normal human would not doubt but mikaelsons would as they grew up with two witches in community which were Ayana Bennet and Esther and Kol and fin were witch themselves .

And the Result came which I won Obviously Max skill is no joke . The next painting I decided to paint the night skty from forest on a eclipse with multiple hints and magic symbols , which will catch their attention and think that I subconsciously drew them without realizing it.

{Kol pov}

Its been a month in this castle since we arrived escaping father posing as nobles and made some good friends Like Aro and Dave but Recently I have noticed something about dave from gossips of girls and some small events that Dave is hiding something .

I noticed Aurora and Evelyn also seem to be too strong for humans and their intimate moments yes we all siblings hear them and you will notice ,they act like nothing but we as stronger beings or monsters that father calls us we notice these small changes in them like appearing at the sametime from the side of dave's room and he is likely a witch too as suddenly healed horse and repaired trinkets which were broken and currently I noticed Dave's painting which seems simple representation of stars but I noticed these all are ritual settings the high moon constellation lining the all these and markings which has skillfully blended in plants and trees .

I yanked Finn's hair and force his eyes to see these he also after looking at the painting are certain now that Dave is a witch.

{Elijah pov}

Elijah settled onto a stone bench in the garden, the scent of blooming jasmine filling the air. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the vibrant colors of the flowers. He watched as Klaus and Dave engaged in their painting competition, laughter and playful banter floating through the air. Klaus's canvas was alive with chaotic strokes, while Dave, with just a few deft movements, seemed to conjure a masterpiece that captured the essence of the scene before them.

However, from the corner of his eye, Elijah noticed his brothers, Kol and Finn, huddled together beneath the shade of an ancient tree. Their heads were bent close, and their voices were low, the way they always were when they were discussing something they didn't want anyone else to hear. A flicker of concern crossed Elijah's mind; he knew that look all too well.

"Kol, what are you up to now?" he murmured under his breath, instinctively shifting his position to get a better view.

Finn's expression was serious, his brows knitted together in concentration, while Kol's animated gestures suggested he was trying to convince Finn of something. The contrast between the lightheartedness of the painting competition and the secretive nature of his brothers' conversation made Elijah's heart race.

He leaned back, pretending to admire the vibrant strokes on Klaus's canvas, but his focus was entirely on Kol and Finn. He could see Kol's mouth moving rapidly, and though he couldn't catch every word, the tension in Finn's posture told him that whatever they were discussing was important—and likely troubling.

Suddenly, Klaus let out a hearty laugh, breaking Elijah's concentration. "You call that a masterpiece! A child can draw better than that."

Dave shot back with a playful grin, "Well, at least my painting doesn't look like a wild animal threw up on the canvas!" His few strokes had transformed the canvas into a breathtaking depiction of the garden, showcasing his remarkable talent.

Elijah chuckled at their banter but quickly returned his attention to his brothers. Kol leaned in closer to Finn, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm telling you, something's not right. We need to find out what he's really up to."

Finn glanced around, ensuring no one was listening before replying, "If we confront him, we could make things worse. We need evidence, something concrete."

Elijah's heart sank. The last thing they needed was for Kol to act impulsively, especially with someone like Dave, who had already piqued their interest. He stood up slowly, deciding it was time to intervene before Kol could drag Finn into a scheme that could jeopardize them all.

"Brothers," Elijah called out, striding over with an air of authority. "What's this hushed conversation about? You're not plotting something, are you?"

Kol straightened up, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Just a little brotherly speculation, nothing to worry about, Elijah."

Finn shot Kol a warning glance, clearly not wanting to reveal too much. "We were just discussing the competition," he said, his tone measured. "It's quite entertaining, isn't it?"

Elijah raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. "Entertaining, yes, but I can sense there's more to it than that. If you have concerns about Dave, it's best we address them openly. We can't afford secrets among ourselves."

Kol shrugged, feigning innocence. "Alright, you got me. But let's just say I have my doubts about our new friend. Something about him feels… off. I think he is a witch."

Elijah sighed, the weight of responsibility heavy on his shoulders. "Then let's keep our eyes open, but let's not jump to conclusions. If there's something to uncover, we'll do it together. For now, let's enjoy the competition."

As they returned to the edge of the garden, the laughter of Klaus and Dave filled the air once more, but Elijah couldn't shake the feeling that beneath the surface of their carefree afternoon, a storm was brewing.