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“Bonjour, mes amis!”

He’s not had nightmares in some time now. He almost forgot about them nightmares.

He’s lurking in the shadows.

He is rather bored , very bored. Who would keep him company ?

He’s had the title since the early 1500’s . Many before him and he’s the last known in France that he knows of.

“I never expected to meet another vampire, it is not often I run into another, but I am glad I did now. I would love a grand tour . That will be wonderful and very appreciated.”

Robin was taught to always be true, and rarely does he lie, unless necessary.

“Oui. I am the King of France. Let’s just say that I enjoy traveling. Detroit is a new one. I do love visiting Italy and Greece too.”

He would nod his head, following the other vampire towards their house. Walking beside him.

“Adam? Enchanté , monsieur Adam. I am Robin de Noir. The King of France.”

Robin should be better managed at keeping a supply of blood, so he wouldn’t mind if the other judged. Much.

“Oui. D’accord. Merci, monsieur. I would like that very much, mais. . I don’t need much. Just enough for tonight until I could hunt later.”

He was in fact rather parched, indeed. It’s probably why Robin was out here in the first place, but got lost in his thoughts.

“Oui. The bags can get messy. I’m terrible at keeping a supply of my own. I’ll never be prepared.”

He chuckled softly.

“You’re sure?”

“I will be honest , it’s been a week or two since I’ve last fed. I try not to feed on the innocent too much. If I’m lucky, I will just steal from the hospitals. They’re always usually well stocked on blood bags.”

Indeed, he is one of those vampires and has been for centuries.

“I apologize for my loud thoughts. I too, am unsure of what I want or desire. I’m old. I don’t need anything that bad, honestly. If anything, I’ve probably already had it at least once in my lifetime.”

He could simply just read the others mind, but he’s not intrusive like that. He, of course, wants to respect others, if possible.

“I can assure you, I am not lost, monsieur. What brought you here? Are my thoughts too loud?”

He had a feeling, a sense that he wasn’t the only one. Robin just couldn’t quite tell if the other vampire was older or not, but he’ll observe cautiously.

“Non. I am not lost, I don’t think? I’m not sure, monsieur .”

“Salut. I am just a creature , wandering and lurking in the shadows. It’s not often that I show myself, I am more isolated than this.”

“Bonjour, mes amis.”

Occasionally , he’s found asleep with a book in hand.

The King of France was sat out on the rooftops of Paris , people watching and admiring the stunning view of the Eiffel Tower. He loved this , it was his happy place.