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"Oh well, I am sure that you've seen him around. Now and again." she replied, then scoffed, "What innocence can a vampire possibly hold?" she asked skeptically, then blinked at his hand. Had he really never made a pinky promise? She twined hers around his, "Basically, breaking a pinky promise is among the worst of acts, children usually add the phrase, "Cross my heart and hope to die." to make it all the more important to keep the promise." she informed him. After a moment she frowned, "I assure you, I am far more innocent than you are, do not fret about that. Ruin your reputation? It would be splendid, the town cryer announcing that the Great Count Vlad Von Carstein participates in pinky promises and visits queens in their bedrooms early in the morning." she giggled at the thought, returning her hand to her knees.

"Delicious? I'm no longer human remember? So you should calm your fangs. Well, at least that old codger is dead, he reminded me of a stout pig anyway, or a hot air balloon. Well I think if he didn't love his wives, divorce would be reasonable, but killing them wasn't necessary.."

He had to point out the details she didn't explain...didn't he? "I meant the moment would last longer on paper. I doubt I'll be sitting like this much longer. I'm enjoying myself also, I just wish the circumstances that brought on our little 'bouts' weren't what they were."