- Original timeline: Several hundred years before Exedra's eighteenth birthday...
"There we are. Y'see? That wasn't so bad."
A five-year-old Audrina looked down at the salve covering the small burns on her hands.
The flesh still stung a bit. But she didn't want to complain any more than she already had.
"...It's sticky."
Above her, a woman laughed. She was charming and beautiful. Radiant and full of life.
Her smile was too bright for any vampire to possess. It was a miracle she didn't burn herself up whenever she laughed.
Her white hair was short. Her skin was as pale as milk in the moonlight.
Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with a ruby red light.
Audrina was envious of her mother's eye color. She liked it more than her own.
"Your hands are sticky, huh?" Her mother laughed. "Well, just make sure you don't go leaving your sticky little handprints all over the castle, alright? We shouldn't give Kirina and her maids more to do than they already have on their plate."
