yeah yeah "character comes back wrong" and all that
but instead consider. character comes back right.
something went wrong and now they were missing something, sort of, and its not until they die and are brought back that theyre whole again.
like yes they and everyone they care about still has to come to terms with the trauma of them dying. and yes, theyre not quite the same person they were when you met them.
but theyre themself, in a way they truly havent entirely been in years.
I’m not a historian, and I’m not gonna be looking at this from that angle. This is all based on the context and information the books themselves give us, which hold more weight to me.
First off, let’s look at whether Amadeo was considered a child by general society within the book, then we’ll move on to Marius.
“Did Daniel know that Armand had been a boy when this had begun for him? Seventeen years old, and in those times that was young, very young. Seventeen-year-old boys in the twentieth century were virtual monsters; they had beards, hair on their chests, and yet they were children. Not then. Yet children worked as if they were men.”
Queen of the Damned, page 102
To be honest I could just post this quote and leave the discussion there. Armand himself says that in his time, he was still very much considered a child. So this is pretty much an open and shut case if you ask me, but I shall proceed nonetheless.
Let’s talk about the Palazzo. All of the boys there are consistently referred to as just that, boys. Never men. They are still being educated, with the intention of being sent off to university to continue their studies before working. And I’d say the most conclusive thing is that the boys still face corporal punishment, which isn’t something you’d expect as part of an adult’s education (as far as I know, corporal punishment would only be used on adults if they were slaves or prisoners, so unless you want to make the argument that Amadeo and the Palazzo boys were in fact Marius’ slaves…). Certainly not, by any stretch of the imagination, adults of the world yet. And, as an additional note, it’s only Marius’ charm and good standing in society that allows him to get away with this without being turned into a social pariah, so certainly not something that was normal at the time either.
Here’s a few quotes of various other characters referring to Amadeo, or to the Palazzo boys in general.
“‘No, you cannot judge me! A magician you might be, but you are no angel, Marius. Not you with your boys.’”
The Vampire Armand, page 91
“‘That boy of yours is a beauty. Don’t be hasty. Think this over. How much?’”
The Vampire Armand, page 98
“‘Sir, you better look to your little boy. He’s a goner, the dance has changed. Tell him not to mock his elders.’”
The Vampire Armand, page 101
“‘It’s only that the boys are so happy. They are all in bed now and sleeping.’”
Blood and Gold, page 389-390
“‘Do you? With all these beautiful mortal children around you?’”
Blood and Gold, page 444
From what I can remember and could find, there are only two instances where Amadeo is referred to as a man when he is in Venice. Once by Marius and once by Lord Harlech, and you’ll probably notice immediately why they stand out as different.
“‘Oh, you saucy little demon,’ he said, ‘you look like an angel and hold forth like a tavern knave in that sweet crooning mannish voice.’”
The Vampire Armand, page 71
“‘Not a vagrant hair yet of your beard, and yet you have the nether endowments of a man, and must now rise above the pleasures you have so loved.’”
The Vampire Armand, page 139
Yeah. The only times Amadeo is considered a man or mannish relates to sexuality, not his standing in society or his actual maturity.
So, is Amadeo considered a child by societal standards within the books? I’d say yes. He’s only ever referred to as a child or a boy, he lives among the rest of the Palazzo boys who still have yet to come of age and go off to university. There’s no textual evidence that anybody at that time considered him to be anything other than a child.
Now let’s talk about whether Marius considered Amadeo to be a child. We all know that he refers to and treats Amadeo as a child, but the obvious counter argument to that is “well, he’s 1500 years old, so everybody is a child to him.” This is true, and it’s reflected in the condescending way he often speaks to or views other characters. However, I think there’s a distinction between treating somebody like a child, and objectively viewing them as a child. And I think Amadeo is the latter.
The best example for a quick comparison is probably Bianca. She isn’t a great deal older than Amadeo but here is how Marius refers to her. (Every quote from here on out will be from Blood and Gold).
“Let me say a year or two had gone by before I was told of a very lovely and brilliant young woman who maintained a house always open to poets and playwrights and clever philosophers who could make their visits worth her while.”
Page 401
“I was the one who read minds, and yet this child, this woman of nineteen or twenty years seemed to have read mine.”
Page 402
“I was in my glory. I realized it quite suddenly and then something else struck me. This young woman was in her glory too.”
Page 403
“‘Except she was already a young woman when I came upon her,’ I responded”
Page 439
In the second quote in particular you can see the difference in referring to her as a child in the sense that she is so much younger compared to him vs still seeing her as a woman in terms of her actual maturity. But let’s not use Bianca as a solitary example. Here’s how Marius refers to Botticelli, another mortal who is substantially younger than him.
“I couldn’t take my eyes off him. This was the man who had done the great paintings in the Sistine Chapel, this ordinary man.”
Page 358
Or Lord Harlech, who according to Amadeo in The Vampire Armand is around 25 years old.
“And with the same knowledge, I quickly imbibed the horror that Lord Harlech, this Englishman, had cruelly, wantonly slain children no older than seven before he met in combat Amadeo himself.”
Page 468
Or how about Raymond Gallant, a Talamasca agent who Marius also refers to as young.
“But this young mortal had nothing to do with the grand society in which I moved.”
Page 510
“Nevertheless, it was a stunning promise, that which the young Englishman had made.”
Page 512
“Then two months later, I met, in the most auspicious circumstances, the man himself.”
Page 514
Or we could go further back, to Eudoxia, who was turned as a teenager but is over 200 years old when Marius meets her.
“Torches burns all about us, and in the center of the room, on a gilded couch with purple silk pillows there reclined a gorgeous blood drinker woman”
Page 227
Compared to Zenobia, who was a very recently turned teenager.
“Quietly there appeared in the torchlight a young girl, a girl perhaps no older than Eudoxia when she’d been taken into Darkness”
Page 294
Point is, Marius is clearly able to distinguish between adults and children, even when it comes to vampires. So now let’s look at how Marius refers to Amadeo. This obviously isn’t going to include every quote because we’d be here forever, I’ve just picked a few out that I think highlight it best, but I did painstakingly go through every page from Amadeo’s introduction to his kidnapping just to be certain there were no stray instances of Marius referring to him as a man or an adult.
“It was a cruel small chamber in which they’d locked him, and into that chamber the light of a lamp flooded upon the child.”
Page 416
“This child has come from a world so different from our own that he can make no sense of what happened to him.”
Page 422
“I wanted this child - this boy who was now two years older than when I’d found him - and yet I wanted everything else for him, and my soul was torn, just as his heart was torn.”
Page 438
“My vision was dim, and I knew that I was smiling - not a viscous smile, you understand, but something secretive and beyond anything the child had ever beheld.”
Page 458
(This next one is the closest Marius ever comes to acknowledging Amadeo as an adult)
“He had lost this little battle and he walked away from me, looking once more like the child, though his full seventeen years as a mortal had rendered him more than that.”
Page 491
“I watched as the luminous child removed his left glove and laid his chill supernatural hand upon the forehead of the sleeping father.”
Page 501
There is, in this book, one solitary instance of Amadeo being referred to as a man rather than a boy or a child that I could find, and it is Amadeo himself who says it.
“‘Remember me by these,’ he said, ‘and tell my mother that I was the man who came to see her tonight.’”
Page 504
I can’t help but feel like I’ve phoned it in somewhat with this, because this is less literary analysis and more me just dumping a load of book quotes on you. But really, what is there to say? Sometimes a point is just so easy to make that you don’t really have to explain yourself. Marius referring to Amadeo as a child isn’t a “universal personality trait” of his, it’s something that specifically applies to Amadeo. This is just a concrete fact within the books. Amadeo was not considered an adult at the time. This is just a concrete fact within the books.
Was what Marius was doing unlawful at the time? Probably not. Was it good? I don’t think so. If you want to make an argument that Marius is a lawfully good character, you can’t just point to the legal aspects as proof because legality doesn’t equal morality. We have to look at Marius’ intentions, and his intention was to groom Amadeo.
“This was a foundling who could be educated for the Blood! This was a child utterly lost to life who could be reclaimed specifically for the Blood. Would his training be a night, a week, a month, a year? Only I need decide it. Whatever it was, I would make of him a child of the Blood.”
Page 419
And I guess you could argue, based on Marius’ own principles as a vampire of killing only the “evil doer” that he is providing something of a public service by deciding to create another vampire. Yes, he’s essentially bringing another kill into the world, but that killer will, with his guidance, go on to rid the world of murderers and rapists and so on. But the thing is, that’s never something Marius even considers as part of his motivation. It’s a decision motivated entirely by his own desire for a companion. He wants somebody to spend eternity with, and finding himself unsatisfied with his options, he chooses a child who he can shape into his own ideal version of a companion.
If Marius was lawfully good, he would have freed Amadeo from the brothels and provided him with an education so that he could go on to live a free and happy life. Instead, he acted selfishly. He robbed Amadeo of the life he should have had, for no reason other than because Marius wanted him. And this isn’t even a roast of Marius. I don’t think any of the vampires could be considered good on account of the fact that they are fucking vampires who kill people. These books are about exploring the complexities and humanity in the inhuman and immoral, but if you think that somehow makes them moral characters then I think you’ve missed the point completely.
L + ratio + i hope you blink before + i do i hope i never get sober + i hope when you think of me years down the line you can't think of one good thing to say + i i hope you die + i hope we both die
“Subverting” Catholic art? Oh, okay. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You log onto the internet and you post about how “Wound of Christ” from Psalter and Prayer Book of Bonne de Luxembourg, attributed to Jean le Noir, c.1349, for instance, looks like a vulva because you're trying to tell the world that you enjoy Catholic art and imagery in an alternative, queer, risqué way that challenges Christian beliefs. But what you don't know is that that stigma isn’t just a vulva. It's not just a mandorla. It's not just yonic. It's actually intentionally erotic. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that around 1297, Saint Angela of Foligno experienced a vision of Christ himself, who called her to put her mouth to the wound in his side and lick the freshly flowing blood. And then I think it was Saint Catherine of Siena who drank blood and a clear liquid from the wound before receiving a ring made from Christ’s foreskin? And then graphically erotic encounters with the side wound of Christ quickly showed up in the writings of eight different mystics. And then the yonic interpretation of the stigmata filtered down through the illuminated manuscripts and then trickled on down into some pseudo-intellectual corner of the internet…where you, no doubt, fished it out of some Pinterest board. However, that interpretation represents hundreds of years and countless visions of religious ecstasy. And it's sort of comical how you think that you've come up with an idea that exempts you from Christian theology when, in fact…you're posting an image that was sexualized for you by the very Medieval saints you think you’re so different than…from “subverted” Catholic art.
no sorry i dont really use instagram, i can contact you via ouija board, spirit box, fluctuations in temperature, flickering lights, and certain rituals. i am also on tumblr.
vampire lover whimpering and begging for a taste of the blood they can smell leaking from my fresh wounds...
"please I'll be gentle, I won't take much please you smell so good~"
Their eyes unfocused, heavy blinks and sluggish movements, intoxicated by the scent of my blood in the air. I grab their chin and guide their drooling mouth to where they can lap pathetically at the beaded droplets, moaning at the taste.
i believe a good and loyal heart. it is my honor to serve and watch over my charge. that’s why the guilt gnaws away at me. i keep catching myself stealing glances at the curve of their throat. i wonder how it’d feel to press my lips to cold, anxious skin before they felt the piercing of their own flesh. when i am bound by duty to keep them safe and yet- i am secretly the monster in the dark, waiting at the foot of their bed in their chambers. watching the soft fall of their breath with sharp eyes. a creature driven by sanguine hunger. i can protect them from everything else but what about myself?
my curiosity gets the better of me. and sometimes my oath begins to get confused with a craving. if i knelt before them and begged, kissed at the underside of their wrist.. i could convince them for just a taste.