"How did a Lesser Vampire become my mother's disciple?"
At her question, Lucian remained silent for a brief moment, his crimson eyes lingering on her face—on the confused frown that had been there for quite some time.
Then slowly, he turned his head toward Valentina.
"You have a daughter?" he asked, carrying a genuine curiosity in his voice.
As if he hadn't even heard Vivienne's question.
Valentina tilted her head slightly toward him, her scarlet hair sliding across her shoulder as she briefly glanced toward Vivienne before returning to him.
A playful glint flickered within her gaze as she answered.
"What? Is that surprising?"
Lucian blinked once, then spoke again.
"I didn't expect someone like you to have a daughter her age… though I suppose age means little for vampires," he said calmly.
Valentina gave a small approving nod, as if agreeing with a statement she already knew.
"But that would mean you are older than—"
