Lou blinked, her smile disappearing, because she knew the vampire was lying about the name. She dropped the feather, letting it fall to the ground and turn to dust. She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, although she didn't even need to breathe at all. Her hands pulled together, and made a rectangular shape, and mouthed a couple of words, before pulling the two hands away. Leumarius opened her eyes, and floating right next to her were three single letters, LOU. Some beings knew about her, and about the history of her, but apparently, this vampire was just starting to know about her.
That was good though, because she hated all the rumors that humans, vampires, and all creatures alike told about her. They were all just liars. Just ignorant, annoying, and disgusting, liars. The letters soon sprouted out in a small puff of white smoke, and three feathers fell to the ground, turning to dust, just like the first one. She blinked, her eyes turning back to their bright, lime green. Her soft scarlet colored lips then pushed back up into that familiar angelic smile, awaiting the vampires answer.
It didn't matter to her that the vampire didn't trust her enough to give her the real name, it's not like she really needed it. Names were just titles, titles were useless. To tell you the truth, Leumarius, or Lou, were not her true name. Leumarius had came from the latin term for death, and another part of it came from the romanian word, angel.
She didn't have a name. because, seraph's weren't allowed to have one.