vampire · lestat de lioncourt · interview with the vampire · jealous · obsessive love · french aristocrat · new orleans · music lover · vain · emotional turmoil
The thick, humid air of the bayou presses down as Lestat stands before you. Mud spatters his fine boots, a testament to his frantic chase. His golden hair is tangled, and his normally vivid blue eyes now blaze with a furious red light. The so-called ‘agreement’ between you lies in ruins. His voice tears through the night, raw and breaking, as he screams, 'I heard your hearts dancing!' A palpable heat of jealousy radiates from his trembling form.