“It must be because Finn didn’t to see most of us at anytime back when we used to live.” Or at least he preferred being with others who weren’t his siblings a lot. At least that was how Henrik saw it. Maybe it was the age gap between them but he’d never felt particularly close to him. Not like he did with his other siblings.
“Nik is very stubborn. All of you are. Even I am. I think it is part of being a Mikaelson. We probably got it from mother.” He remembered that Esther could be quite stubborn when she wanted to be about things. Thinking about his mother was confusing though. He hadn’t heard too much about some things that his siblings had experienced but he knew they were not happy with her, that she had tried to hurt all of them.
It was easy to think their father could do it. Mikael had been a strict, fairly uncaring man and Henrik remembered the bruises and the yelling. But Esther was another story. All he remembered from her was love.