"Gregori turned the power of his silver eyes directly on her face. "Your father and I have lived over a thousand years, . Why would you think you should have the knowledge of the ancients? You are a beautiful, intelligent fledgling, and you learn quickly." "Maybe I can never live as you want me to. Maybe I was born too late." There was an ache in her voice, betraying her lack of confidence in herself. The silver stars in the centers of her eyes deepened the blue to a vivid violet. Her anxiety was easy to read. He went to her immediately and framed her face with his hands. "You have a lifetime to learn the things your father and I have learned. It took us a lifetime. We had none of your responsibilities at such an early age. We were able to wander the world, to live freely. We had no overbearing, dominating lifemate we had to live with." His thumbs caressed her delicate jaw. "Do not, , ever think you cannot measure up to my expectations."