"And none of the ones I create are 'true' vampires either" Mikhael said with a slight shrug. Another true vampire would just be a rival, and he had no need for rivals. And in all honesty, he wasn't sure he could create another true vampire. He shoved those doubts down and instead let his mouth curve into a wicked smile at the thought of the mess at St. Germain. That had been fun.
He caught the other man's reach for his own pocket and smirked, very slightly. Did Francis even begin to understand the power and potential of that diamond?
That, however, was a spar for another time. Now it was best to focus on the topic at hand, no matter how much some of the voices might wish otherwise. "I have been to France many times. If there had been true vampires there... Perhaps they lied"