If you were the last vampire on earth... it would be enough. Just you and me. Me and you. YOU AND ME!
"You, my love, are beauty itself"
OR
The retailing of Lestats life told by the closest person to the man himself- the only vampire on earth who kn...
Imagine a slumber without dreaming... just asleep and distant from the outside world but not in the comforting realm of dreams and stories... I wished for that. But every time I spent the day in a coffin after Lestats murder, all I saw was that night.
I imagined it over and over and I couldn't stop the images and jumbled up memories of that night from haunting me behind my eyelids.
Yet every night, when Lestat and I would awaken, I had to push the days terror away. I could not bring myself to explain to him what was happening to me, I did not want to alarm him or further remind him of the perfect betrayal Claudia and Louis carried out as we had wishes not to see our children for quite a while...
However Lestat and I didnt get to wait years to see them again... I thought that we would never have to face our children again, but after a week of staying at the theatre Santiago informed us of two visitors the coven had been conversing with.
It didn't take long for Lestat and I to put together the pieces- when Claudia and Louis had fled from New Orleans they must have found themselves in the middle of the war.
The human war broke out in 1947, the Cold War as it would later be known as, and it was all over communist regime... what mattered was that they must have been travelling through war zones which accounted for their delay in getting to Paris for it turns out that Lestat and I had stayed in New Orleans for quite a while longer then I had thought. We had been trapped inside as I worked on helping Lestat gain strength and the towns people had been banging on our door with pitchforks and fire due to us killing half of their people- so we stayed in the basement ballroom for months. Yet I didn't care about us because I continued to feel a sting of guilt at the thought of Claudia and Louis being stuck in the trenches... literally.
By the time we reached Paris it was the year 1950, a long while later... and Claudia and Louis had been entangling themselves with the Paris coven for months before our arrival, but they had outstayed their welcome.
Claudia, first delighted by the attention of being on the stage, had now grown tired of performing and had turned on the coven and through doing so she had found a woman whose name was Madeleine who she had convinced Louis to turn.
Madeleine and Claudia had become companions- Santiago had explained how he wasn't sure what their relationship was, but I knew the second I heard the woman get mentioned that Claudia must have grown worried of Louis leaving her and so she had made her Father create another Mother figure for her, one that she could distance herself from Lestat and I with and never need to rely on us again...
I felt an odd sense of betrayal when I realised. It was different to the one I already held after they both killed Lestat as this time it felt direct to just me and showed how she hated me just the same as Lestat now. I started grieving a life I had thought I could live- I was grieving people who were still alive.
No longer did Claudia want to prove herself to me, she wanted me dead just as much as she wanted Lestat gone... why? I was not sure...
Claudia used to say she saw me as her Mother, through Madeleine she had replaced me and it told me she was cutting me off even after she had ruined my life and I felt livid- she did not get to do that to me after what she had done to my family.
Louis... what to say about Louis. He had never liked theatre so it was no wonder he didn't involve himself with the theatrics of the Paris coven... but what did surprise me was that he had involved himself with Armand- the leader of the Paris coven... for a short while.
It didn't take a genius to see that Santiago had overthrown Armand as leader after he had apparently gone soft due to Louis's appearance... but I knew Armand wouldn't have lasted long regardless.
Armand was too willing to... bend rules... and I thought that Louis's arrival wouldn't have made him any stronger of a leader.
I explain this because when Lestat and I arrived in Paris, Santiago was more than happy to help Lestat finally stop our children from themselves... so when he produced scripts for our wedding that involved bringing Louis, Claudia and Madeleine to justice... Lestat convinced me that I had to dust off my acting career and play the innocent widow who found herself in the middle of all the mayhem... but I never wanted my acting career to start back up again in this way, I never wanted to feel the pain of loosing people from my life while feeling like I hated them.
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Guys we are close to the end and I can't even comprehend this book ending I love it so much and I hope you guys do too.