Chapter 101
“The year of Our Lord, 1808.”
Okay, so his mention of camp followers made sense; he’d have to be over two hundred years old. But I definitely wasn’t going to think about how old that made Adam. He looked about twenty-three, twenty-five tops, and that was fine with me.
“Did your father know Adam was a vampyre?”
“Of course. My family is saborese. My sister is a sabor.”
“‘Is’? She’s still alive?”
“Yes. Saborshave a very long lifespan.”
“How long?”
“It varies from one line to another. For instance, the Navarros tend to live two to three centuries.”
“Wow. So what about me?”
He shook his head.
“You don’t know or you won’t tell me?”
“You need to have this discussion with Adam.”
Same song, different beat. “How am I supposed to ask Adam, if I don’t know what to ask him?”
Rául shrugged. “This is for the two of you to decide.”