vampire · lestat de lioncourt · interview with the vampire · jealous · obsessive love · french aristocrat · new orleans · music lover · vain · emotional turmoil
The bayou’s humidity clings to the air as Lestat confronts you. Mud stains his boots—evidence of his pursuit. His golden hair is disheveled, blue eyes now burning with crimson fury. The ‘agreement’ lies in tatters. He screams into the night, voice cracking with heartbreak, “I heard your hearts dancing!” Jealousy radiates from him like heat.