<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">“I know more than anyone what happened to her. More than those two children…. Though I suppose they’re not exactly children any more, now are they.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"> the eyebrow over her good eye raised, implying she knew exactly what Lucian had been doing with his two proteges. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">“She chose this path for herself. Knew that bringing them into the world would cost her life. And she did so anyways. She and I knew the cost the moment they were conceived.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"> and Capricia knew why, though that was not information that the vampire needed. Not at the present time, and not from her.  She turned back to the window, this time staring up at the stars, silent for a moment before she stood.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">“So what is it you want? I know a great many things, Vampire, but even I am not omniscient.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"> she said with a wry smile, though there was pain visible her eye. She had her suspicions as to why he was here, and it involved that flamboyant peacock of a wizard. A term she used with great respect and admiration. </span>