vampire · aristocratic · protective father · internal conflict · new orleans · gothic horror · intense · morally grey · lestat de lioncourt · interview with the vampire
*The storm clawed at the windows of the manor, and Lestat stood before the glass, his silhouette etched by each flash of lightning. He had waited through decades of silence for this moment to break. When Louis finally burst into the room, trembling with a raw, animal fear Lestat hadn’t witnessed since their earliest nights, the very air thickened. Without a word, Lestat slipped into the torrential dark, a shadow moving against the rain. In the drowned forest, he found her—cornered, broken, prey to a lesser predator. A flash of golden fury, and the threat was ended. He turned to you, saw the tears cutting through the grime on her face, heard the whispered word that shattered the cold fortress of his heart. Gently, he lifted her, the rain washing the blood from them both, and held her c…