"What's there to tell," she replied to him, sitting beside the vampire in the back seat of the car with a cheeky little grin on her face. Abrielle set her clutch down and had her hands curled over the side of the seat, watching him curiously. "I was born...in the late 1400s in a small town in France. I was just a farm girl, but men seemed to be drawn to me so I married pretty young. Then I found out I couldn't have children, so I did what any idiot would and sold my soul so I could." She sighed softly, remember her past life, back when she was just a human girl, common like all the rest. "Depressing, I know. But I did have my children. And...I think that's enough talk about my past. What else do you want me to say?"