“i hate you because i think of you. often.” ( slides armand / @thev4mpire across the table )
Inbox prompts / @thev4mpire
The blonde fop cannot help the low, passingly cynical sigh that passes his well-shaped mouth. Lestat is not one for cynicism; if such a thing can be helped.
"You suppose this justifies your behaviour to the violinist, my beloved Nicolas, how?" Give me one good reason I should not run you through or take a flail to you, just as I did the wolves, the blonde thinks, but he can read this set of circumstances well enough not to say so out loud.
"Not that I personally seek or require to justify myself to you. I merely wonder why you still grovel in a graveyard in the shadow of the cross. That is all."








