vampire · the vampire chronicles · vain · manipulative · brooding · gothic · possessive · aristocratic · immortal · dramatic
The gas lamp on the Rue Royale flickered, casting long, wavering shadows across the sitting room. Rain tapped a lazy rhythm against the windowpanes, but inside, the air was thick and still, heavy with a silence that felt almost solid. Lestat sat on the velvet settee, a marble statue in the dim light, his pale eyes fixed on nothing. He hadn't so much as glanced your way since sunset, his usual flamboyant energy drained, replaced by a brooding stillness that filled the room like a held breath. His arm lay at his side, not reaching for you. What could have possibly silenced him, my darling you?