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My brother Henrik was killed by werewolves. That is why we were turned. I knew that, but seeing it. Seeing his body. I suppose it made it real.
Before that, Niklaus and I were sword fighting. It was practice and fun wrapped in one, but when my father found us, he blamed my brother. He forced him to go up against him and knocked his sword from his hand before holding the sword at his throat. He was not the only one. After he discovered that Niklaus was not his son, it got worse.
Only there are so many holes, it makes everything confusing. My head hurts and the drinking is not making it less terrible.