804 Years
Chapter 1.
From the time when I was a baby, I was taught to dance. Now it was instinct. So even when I was a vampire and had no one to tell me to dance, I went out of my way to learn new dances. But as a vampire, it was effortless. So I would revert to a human form to learn them. As a result, I was an extraordinarily graceful vampire-something I wasn't too happy with but never bothered changing. So I toured the world, learning new languages and cultures and-most importantly-dances. Even now, at eight hundred and four years old, I still carry my human memories. I know most vampires can't, but it must be because of my talent. Enough with the introduction though, and let's go back to a memory. (I'll dictate the memory in a modern way so you readers won't be confused)
"MAYA! I KNOW YOU WEREN'T OUT RIDING AGAIN!" I smiled sheepishly at my nursemaid, Elza. "Why would you assume that I was riding?" Her face started to calm down before she realized what I was saying. "So you were PLAYING with BOYS!" "What's so bad about that? They're the only ones that WILL mess around, the other girls are too proper." I thought for a moment "Except for my little sister, and she's playing dress up." Elza grabbed my wrist-she had the freedom to do so as my nanny-and dragged me to the baths. "Noooooooooooooooo" the baths were horrible. I enjoyed being clean, but baths took so long. It took a while to heat up the water and wait until it was the right temperature to get in, then you got in and tried to hurry, then the water had to be replaced, then you got back in again. And it took a looong time for the servants-who wouldn't let me help-to haul all the water in. I pouted and squirmed, trying to flee even though there was mud on the boy clothes I'd bought. (Ahem, you could say 'stolen' but I did put twice as much money as they were worth in their place.)
When I finally finished the bath, Elza handed me a gown. "NOOOOOOOOO!" "Yes! You are a princess so WEAR IT!" It's not my fault I'm a princess. I wonder what those village girls see in royalty. I thrashed and screamed as eight maids held me down while Elza forced me into the wicked attire.
If you want to continue, you'll have to keep reading.