[The little girl grows. Dahlia is brutal in the way she raises her, isolating her to keep her from wanting something other than Dahlia, teaching her and tempering her power as Freya comes into her own, with too much power to wield for a young witch, but no way to dispel it. Through it all Freya never loses her fire, using the memories of the family she was taken from to center her, her father, her brother, and while Dahlia tries to control her, more and more, Freya fights back, both to her benefit and her detriment.
Bursts of anger end in raging fires and flocks of dead birds and while Dahlia manages to talk her down, toeing the line between mother and captor, but Freya never forgets the latter. Dahlia tells her how much she needs her, but Freya always refuses to believe it. But that was of no matter - eventually Esther's other children would have more children, and there would be more power to add to her own, and there would be an unlimited source of power.
That is, until Esther turned her children into vampires, robbing them of their ability to have a family, at least to her knowledge, and Freya became the only option. Dahlia insisted that Freya would bear her a child, but Freya refused, vowed to herself that she would never give Dahlia what she wanted. Especially after her great curse came, and Freya found herself restricted to one year of life every hundred years - a burden that she certainly didn't want.
The problem with love, however, is that as much as you may try, it isn't something you can control.
She slept through four centuries before she met Matthias. He had gentle hands and kind eyes, and Freya loved him, more than she had ever loved anyone. He made her feel like a person, rather than a prize, and while she only had a year to love him, that year was enough to have Freya break her vow and conceive a child. Matthias, however, being a good man, agreed with her in saying that this child shouldn't live as she had lived. They had no way of breaking Freya's curse, they would lose her at the end of the year, but she hoped, if she was careful enough, Dahlia wouldn't be able to lay claim to her son, and force him into the life she was currently leading.
He could live a good life, with a good father, and he would be safe.
Dahlia wouldn't allow that. She only allowed Freya to love so long as it suited her own ends. When she caught wind of their plotting, she was sure to punish them both for ever thinking that they could outwit her - Matthias with his life, and Freya with watching him lose it.
It was in that moment that something inside her snaps. All the years of suffering at Dahlia's side, hoping that she would find another way to break free came into sharp relief and in her grief she couldn't see a way out of this life that she had found herself bound to. The only thing she knew for certain is that she would not allow her child to be raised this way. She would not allow them to be denied his father's love of the warmth of family.
So she ran back to the hovel, as much as she could in the state she was in, and somehow managed to get there ahead of Dahlia. She went straight to the woman's workbench, finding the vial she knew contained her strongest poison. Before anyone could stop her, the liquid poured down her throat like acid, burning through her body, and clouding her vision.
Perhaps, in this moment, she would finally be free. Perhaps, this was the answer all along.
It doesn't take long for Freya Mikaelson to die.
Unfortunately, it also doesn't take that long for her to wake up again, childless and alone again, just her and Dahlia.]
cw: suicide, abortion, murder
Bursts of anger end in raging fires and flocks of dead birds and while Dahlia manages to talk her down, toeing the line between mother and captor, but Freya never forgets the latter. Dahlia tells her how much she needs her, but Freya always refuses to believe it. But that was of no matter - eventually Esther's other children would have more children, and there would be more power to add to her own, and there would be an unlimited source of power.
That is, until Esther turned her children into vampires, robbing them of their ability to have a family, at least to her knowledge, and Freya became the only option. Dahlia insisted that Freya would bear her a child, but Freya refused, vowed to herself that she would never give Dahlia what she wanted. Especially after her great curse came, and Freya found herself restricted to one year of life every hundred years - a burden that she certainly didn't want.
The problem with love, however, is that as much as you may try, it isn't something you can control.
She slept through four centuries before she met Matthias. He had gentle hands and kind eyes, and Freya loved him, more than she had ever loved anyone. He made her feel like a person, rather than a prize, and while she only had a year to love him, that year was enough to have Freya break her vow and conceive a child. Matthias, however, being a good man, agreed with her in saying that this child shouldn't live as she had lived. They had no way of breaking Freya's curse, they would lose her at the end of the year, but she hoped, if she was careful enough, Dahlia wouldn't be able to lay claim to her son, and force him into the life she was currently leading.
He could live a good life, with a good father, and he would be safe.
Dahlia wouldn't allow that. She only allowed Freya to love so long as it suited her own ends. When she caught wind of their plotting, she was sure to punish them both for ever thinking that they could outwit her - Matthias with his life, and Freya with watching him lose it.
It was in that moment that something inside her snaps. All the years of suffering at Dahlia's side, hoping that she would find another way to break free came into sharp relief and in her grief she couldn't see a way out of this life that she had found herself bound to. The only thing she knew for certain is that she would not allow her child to be raised this way. She would not allow them to be denied his father's love of the warmth of family.
So she ran back to the hovel, as much as she could in the state she was in, and somehow managed to get there ahead of Dahlia. She went straight to the woman's workbench, finding the vial she knew contained her strongest poison. Before anyone could stop her, the liquid poured down her throat like acid, burning through her body, and clouding her vision.
Perhaps, in this moment, she would finally be free. Perhaps, this was the answer all along.
It doesn't take long for Freya Mikaelson to die.
Unfortunately, it also doesn't take that long for her to wake up again, childless and alone again, just her and Dahlia.]