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[i]"I was a general in Caesar's army. I attended concerts by Mozart...I knew the Queen's mother."[/i] Perplexed, Mia furrowed her brow at Solenne. Her mind raced in a clumsy way, thrown off track by his young features, his crown of brown hair. A skeleton did not sit before her. And just as her mind was stretching itself between these two far-reaching conclusions, she heard Solenne say, [i]"Mia...your soulmate is a vampire."[/i]

At once, the furrow was gone. Mia sat back into her chair, studying Solenne carefully. A vampire. That did do away with the perplexing, contradictory relationship between his appearances and his apparent age. [color=6ecff6]"That raises a lot of questions,"[/color] Mia hedged. She locked gazes with his scarlet eyes, narrowing her own dark ones in newfound confusion. [color=6ecff6]"For one, what was a vampire doing in the army? All that bloodshed; did you ever lose your restraint?"[/color] She gave a small shake of the head, her short hair trembling belatedly in the aftershocks, and offered an apologetic smile to Solenne for her ignorance. [color=6ecff6]"I'll admit, I'm not very familiar with vampires. Never met one before. You'll have to teach me everything there is to know."[/color]

She leaned forward, staring closely at Solenne's eyes. [color=6ecff6]"I should have guessed,"[/color] she muttered, almost disappointed with herself that she hadn't, when the hints had been staring at her right in the eye. Quite literally. [color=6ecff6]"Although, I never thought a vampire would enjoy coffee."[/color] Solenne dated very far back. He had seen so much of the world, lived through history itself; Mia didn't even know the beginnings of his species, beyond sketchy myths and legends that were about as good as the word of Salem townsmen in one of their rabid fits. And then a curious question struck her. [color=6ecff6]"How old are you?"[/color]