804 Years
Chapter 5.
I sat down on a couch, spreading out my skirts beneath me. They sat surrounding me. They sat in various positions around the room, places to attack from. How amusing. "Would you give us the pleasure of knowing your name?" Carlisle asked. "Maya." I answered, my hands folded in my lap. "Well, Maya, how long have you been alive?" "In total, eight hundred and four years." "That's quite a long time." "Of course."
AN: Sorry it was soooooo short! But I ran out of questions Carlisle asks! I need ideas asap!