"I will not. Where it matters, in five years, they will know our names, and if they should, they will shake in fear."

That he doesn't doubt and he has every plan to carry through on. One day. Just taking it one step at a time. But he means it too when he says their names and not just his own.

He takes the ledger, glancing through it. "Well well. He's collecting tributes. I'm sure to protect them from himself. He sets it down, starting a stack. He picks up the tome she mentioned, flipping through it, and he manages to go pale.

"That son of a bitch." He turns the book for her to see, runes forming a legend in the front of the book. "Esther Mikaelson. This is my mother's," he says in a low, angry hiss. He knows his brother must have given it to him, or left it here. Whatever had happened, it was his now and people will pay. "There's a spell in here to link people. I can use it to link him to the rest of the line and undermine Klaus' entire massive lineage."

He delights in that, knowing it's what he'll have to do.

"Come on. Grab what you need and let's go. We have work to do."