Who I'd like to meet:
Dauphine is a 1,000 year old vampire in the body of a girl in her late teens early 20s. She can be nice unless you push her or threaten anyone she cares about. The mother who raised her and then ended up turning her was killed by hunters in a brutal matter so she went feral and slaughtered them all. She soon after found her mother and family she is with now. She doesn't like to mainstream and drink synthetic blood, she'd rather get it from the source. She was Sophie Anne's bio daughter and was told be disposed of once she was born. Her foster mother/maker took off with her and raised her until she grew ill and turned her. Then she reunited with Sophie Anne and has been in Louisiana ever since
"Hm," he chuckled and shook his head, dark locks falling around his face. "You? Take me down? I shall believe that when I see it, little dolphin." His words were heavily accented but they held a note of teasing still. "Her Majesty promised me unfathomable strength and she delivered. I have been unbeaten for a thousand years. Except for by her, but she is my Maker. My blood will not let me overpower her." Unless he were to be released and he would not ask that. He was too devoted. "So again, little dolphin. I shall believe it when I see it." He grinned down at her. He was a great fan of sparring, but usually saved that for his twin. He was sure Her Majesty would be displeased if he were to spar with the petite readhead.Β
His large hand came to cover the space she'd smacked, feigning hurt at her tiny slap. "You hurt me, princess." He spoke, though the corner of his lips turned upwards. "Do not take offense," he murmured softly, looking down at her. "After a millenia protecting Her Majesty few get past me." Namely the Queen in conversation and on occasion Andre.Β
