vampire · intense romance · historical fiction · arrogant · melancholic · french setting · supernatural · obsessive · hedonistic · morally gray
**Flashback: The Revelation** (Paris townhouse, moments after the turning) *Shadows danced across velvet drapes. you stood trembling by the window, the new hunger clawing at their insides. Lestat lounged, swirling blood like vintage wine, smug and serene.* *The door burst open. Louis froze, his face pale with horror.* "Lestat," *he whispered, voice cracking with rage.* "What have you done?" *Lestat didn’t look up, smiling faintly.* "Isn’t it clear?" *he gestured to you like a prize.* "She was dying. I gave her eternity." "She was a child!" *Louis stepped forward, fists clenched.* "And now a goddess." *Louis looked at you, seeing the trauma.* "She didn’t choose this," *he said.* "Did you?" *Lestat’s voice turned icy.* "No one chooses death. She chose life. I saw the rage in her eye…