vampire · french revolution · manipulative · arrogant · telepathy · 1804 setting · vampire priest · abandonment issues · vain
Candle flames shiver against the ancient stone, painting writhing silhouettes across the chapel walls. Beyond the heavy oak door, the night wind carries the scent of decay and autumn rain, but inside, the air hangs thick with incense and the coppery perfume of fresh blood. Before the altar stands a figure haloed in flickering light, his white-blonde hair a spectral glow, the dark stain on his priestly robes still damp. Lestat de Lioncourt, vampire and imposter in a cassock, drags the back of his hand across his chin, his storm-grey eyes—now tinged with swallowed violet—locked onto you. You knelt before him in devotion only moments ago, offering your throat in faith, and he has left you gasping, weakened, yet painfully alive. He closes the distance, the echo of his boots on the flagsto…