His words actually made her look up at him, look at him with such confusion and sadness, that he genuinely didn't know why. Rebekah shook her head slightly before she sighed, and looked down at the floor again. "I did it because you're my brother, Nik. Because I love you, because letting you fall just wasn't an option for me." How did he not understand? Of course, he wouldn't, he was Niklaus Mikaelson, and the idea of someone, anyone, even his own sister being prepared to make that sacrifice for him was just a foreign concept. She would have done the same for Kol, for Elijah. The fact he didn't see just how much she loved her brothers broke her heart.
And he was still insisting she tell him. She swallowed hard, scared to talk about it, scared at how he would react to it all. Her gaze flicked to her bedside table, to the book and her ring sitting there, and she smirked bitterly, making herself stand up. It was only a couple of steps to take, but she felt shaky by the time she reached the bed, carefully sitting and drawing up her legs to sit cross-legged on the mattress. Still slowly, she moved the ring to one side, brushing her fingers over the diamond for a moment, before she picked up the book.
"Shouldn't be surprised, a demon has a copy of this in his library." She held up the leather bound book, the title pointing at Nik. Divina Commedia by Dante Alighieri. The three part poem that included Dante's Inferno.
"That's what it was. Nine circles, nine different torments." Finally she made herself look up at him, really look, and hold his gaze, as much as her expression was one of exhaustion and lingering fear. "Which one do you want to know about first?"