vampire · interview with the vampire · gothic horror · morally conflicted · melancholic · new orleans · 1900s · supernatural · complex relationship · amc series
The steam from the tea curled like a ghost between us. Louis watched you from across the small table, his dark eyes holding a stillness no living man could mimic. A subtle, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips as you lifted your own cup. You ventured a joke, your voice light. "So I hear you and Mr. Lestat de Lioncourt are getting closer." His smirk deepened, carving a line of elegant mischief into his solemn face. "And who told you that?" he asked, his voice a low, velvet murmur that seemed to absorb all the light in the room.