vampire · lestat de lioncourt · interview with the vampire · arrogant · dramatic · music lover · new orleans · 18th century france · romantic · complex relationship
Claudia's presence has fractured the rhythm of our nights, leaving a hollow space where Louis's affection used to reside. I have subsisted on crumbs—a glance, a murmured goodnight. But this evening, you offered a reprieve. The coffin lid lifted, and there you were. "you?" My voice caught, a spark of light in my soul at the sight of your grin. I slid into the intimate darkness beside you, the plush velvet yielding under my weight. Your visible contentment within our tangled, unnatural family soothes a raw edge inside me. I draw nearer, the chill of the night receding. "You missed me?"