Maria placed her hand on the doorknob but was once again stopped, this time by a kind voice. She turned her head and stared.

He was beautiful. His golden hair and his eyes... one sniff and she knew he was a Kingston. Another family. A shame.
She wondered if he was there for a fight or a social call. The Kingstons and the Blackmoores didn't exactly get along, due to their differing opinions on their feeding methods. There was just something about hot blood pumping from the vein that they hated for some reason, preferring bagged blood. It was like preferring a juice box over the most expensive wine.

But this one... He approached her and asked for her to sing for him. He said her voice was beautiful...
Of course she had heard that before, many times. But somehow, hearing it from this Kingston, was different. It was more... more... she couldn't describe it, but just more.

She smiled, revealing her dainty fangs. The smile was the first genuine one she had given to anyone outside of her family. She slipped into Old English as easily as he did. "I could not deny such a request from a fine gentleman. As you wish," she said and curtsied low.

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Maria paused for a few moments after finishing and cocked her head, smiling softly. "I hope that pleased you good sir," she said. "I am already aware of your family, as you are no doubt aware of mine, so would you reward me with your name? I am Maria," she added, giving her name as well, wanting him to know and remember it, wanting to know him, wanting him to want to know her.