Lestat and Louis have a history between them that has nothing to do with me. Frankly, the only way in which it effects me is the shadow of distrust it casts upon Louis in regards to my son’s well-being and emotional stability.
That being said, Louis is the person I trust the most with those aforementioned things.
For the next five questions my muse can not tell a lie.
What if it was all three put together, hm? -long, heavy sigh-
Fine.
I took you because the very first time I caught sight of you my heart stopped, I swear it did. The emerald of your eyes held me enthralled, the depth of your despair penetrated something vital and the damage was irreversible. You may not know this, but I followed you for nights before I finally approached you and in that time I could look upon no other. I became obsessed with the idea of having you, of possessing you. Still, I could not yet tell what precisely I wanted from you. Would I suck your soul down into that sweet oblivion, or would I pluck you from mortality to be forever by my side?
Even as my fangs sunk into the delectable yielding flesh of your mortal throat, I still did not know. Sure, I had made up my mind to make you mine, but could I follow through with it? You were so succulent, your mind so tantalizing that I briefly fantasized about killing you, but the thought of it was unbearable. I needed to have you. Alive. Immortal. My lover.
So you ask why? It could not possibly be that I was irretrievably in love with you.
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