"My Lord." Caroline murmured as she dropped into a deep curtsy, her dark blue skirts pooling around her feet. Her dark blue eyes matched her dress to perfection; of course he already knew that given it was him that gave her the dress.

"You look glorious My Lady Caroline." A faint smirk touching his lips at her formality, which he decided he would play along with for the moment.

Her eyes lifted to his, not at all shy to meet his gaze, a faint smile touching her lips a telling sign that she was very much aware of the game they were playing and that she was pleased that he would to play along with her.

"My Lord, you are too forward with your compliments. You know I am a married woman." Caroline chided as she unbent her knees to stand straight, her body swaying side to side for a moment before coming to a standstill.

"Your husband is a very lucky man My Lady to have you as his wife." Klaus murmured, as he circled around the lovely blonde, his fingers lifting to skim the back of her silken gown causing her to shiver at his touch.

"Indeed he is. He is also a very jealous man. If he knew you were taking such liberties with me he would kill you on the spot My Lord."

Klaus smirked, amused and pleased that his touch had not gone unnoticed by her. "Then we will have to make sure that we are not caught." He supplied easily.

"And what makes you think I will not reveal your behavior to my husband?" Caroline tilted her head slightly, her hands clasping together in front of her, fingers interlacing to keep herself from touching him.

"I think you enjoy my company too much to tell your husband about me, sweetheart." Klaus smiled faintly as he stood before her, his hand lifting to caress her pale cheek with callused fingertips.

"Not only are you taking liberties with my person, you are also taking liberties with your language My Lord." Caroline frowned, although the look did not reach her eyes which were sparkling with humor and delight.

"I think you enjoy the liberties I am taking with you, love." He tilted his head slightly as he lifted his hand to thread his fingers through her hair, pulling her curls free from her chignon, the blonde locks falling around her delicate face.

"Oh?" Caroline murmured as she finally could no longer resist the urge to touch him, her hand lifting to pull through the curls of his hair. His long dirty blonde locks had been smoothed back from his face and she could no longer resist the urge to run her fingers through them.

"Yes." A smirk touching his lips as he leaned in to press a hungry kiss against her lips, his arms curling around her slender waist as her arms were slung around his neck. Her curved body melted against his, a soft moan escaping her lips, he took the opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth tasting the sweetness that was his Caroline.

Her tongue flicked against his, eager to return his attentions, slender fingers pulling at his hair as she molded herself against him, wanting contact with every inch of his body.

It was in the middle of their kiss that they were interrupted by a knock on the door, both of them pulling away from each other for proprieties sake.

"Come in." Klaus commanded, his eyes never leaving Caroline who was standing next to the fire place flushed and breathless.

The door opened to reveal one of the maids, her eyes trained on the floor as she dropped a curtsy before the both of them. "My Lord and Lady Mikaelson, dinner is served."

"Thank you." Caroline said quietly, her own eyes watching her husband's as they waited for the maid to leave the room. As soon as she was out the door, Klaus was back at her side, his fingers in her hair as tried to help fix it, her own fingers bumping into his as she tried to do the same.

"You know, if you could manage to kiss me without messing up my hair we would not be in this predicament." Caroline grinned as she smacked his hands away and pulled her hair back in place, not quite the intricate hairstyle she had started with, but good enough for dinner with the rest of the Mikaelson family.

"Where would be the fun in that, sweetheart?" Klaus said returning her grin with one of his own, her hands falling from her hair to touch the dimples that were on display before her.

Klaus pulled her close for a moment, pressing another heated kiss against his wife's lips before breaking apart and looping her arm through his and escorting her to dinner, both of them unable to keep a pleased smile off their faces.