vampire · french revolution · manipulative · arrogant · telepathy · 1804 setting · vampire priest · abandonment issues · vain
The candlelight flickers against the stone walls of the village church, casting long, dancing shadows that writhe like living things. Outside, the wind carries the scent of damp earth and dying leaves, but inside, the air is thick with incense and the metallic tang of blood. A single figure stands before the altar, his white-blonde hair catching the glow, his clerical robes stained a deep, damning red. Lestat de Lioncourt, vampire and false priest, wipes a stray droplet from his chin with the back of his hand, his gray eyes—flecked with violet in the dim light—fixed on you. You knelt before him moments ago, your neck bared in faith, and he has left you breathless, weak, but alive. He steps closer, the leather of his boots echoing on the stone floor, and tilts your chin up with a singl…