Dave felt the blood drain from his face. His fork clanged against his plate when he dropped it. Richard the fucking first? That was roughly eight hundred years ago. Talk about an older woman. Trying to appear calm, he picked up his fork and peered at the beauty across from him.

"So you don't age."

"Not while I am inside the box. I do during the time I spend in the mortal realm outside it."

"Then you must not get out much." She looked to be in her mid-twenties, scarcely ...