Inkspell

“So, go on then,” Lestat said.

Tiana glanced at him. “Right now?”

“No time like the present.”

The pair of them were sitting at Tiana’s phòng bếp, nhà bếp table. She had made coffee, out of habit, but neither of them had drunk it, and now the two cups were rapidly cooling on the breakfast bar. Tiana’s head was still reeling. She still couldn’t quite believe it. She was going to be a vampire! Lestat was going to turn her! And all she had to do was make a bucket list. Only now, she wasn’t entirely sure what she’d put on it.

“Well, ok,” she said, taking a deep breath.

“Here.” Lestat...

Pushing the argument she had had with her Những người bạn to the back of her mind, Tiana went trang chủ and quite cheerfully opened her copy of Mastering the Art of French Cooking. Lestat hadn’t đã đưa ý kiến whether hoặc not ma cà rồng could still eat normal food, although she assumed that if they could drink wine, they could eat.

“This sounds good,” she murmured, finding a page marked “Cassoulet,” and since she had the majority of ingredients on her anyway, she set to work chopping and cooking and washing and then finally pouring two glasses of red wine. Just as the meal was finished, there was a knock on...

Tiana stared at him. “W-what? You...you tình yêu me?”

Lestat shrugged, almost modestly. “Funny, isn’t it? bạn don’t expect ma cà rồng to fall in love.”

“But bạn hardly know me!” Tiana exclaimed. “How can bạn possibly know it’s really love?”

“I don’t.” He shrugged, again. “All I know is that I want to protect you; from all the ma cà rồng and the other dangers of the world.” His eyes met hers. “You’re so vulnerable, Tiana. I know you’re feisty and bạn can look after yourself, but you’re an easy target for predators.”

“You make me sound like a gazelle,” Tiana...

“So, where do bạn want me to start from?”

“The beginning would be good.”

Lestat smirked. “The whole sordid bit?” He sat down on the sofa and leaned back, looking up at her. “Where a young man, barely an adult, was abducted and turned into a vampire bởi another who then left him to fend for himself for years; who abandoned him to learn the rules of vampirism alone?”

Tiana sank down onto the table, facing him. “How old were you?”

“ I was almost thirty.” He shrugged at her. “I can still remember, even now, how scared I was; what it felt like when my tim, trái tim was racing in fear.”...

When Belle eventually got back to the castle, after bidding goodbye to Tiana and Meg, she was surprised not to find Prince Adam waiting for her in the hallway hoặc the lounge, as he usually was, waiting to give her some other task to add to her usual daily list. She didn’t mind this job, after all, it gave her a giường and food. Since her Papa had died, the cottage they had been renting had been recalled. Thankfully she had just started this job before she could be made homeless. Plus, being PA to a prince had its other perks too; she could attend social gatherings, even if her best dresses did...

“That was amazing,” Tiana whispered as Lestat finally set down the violin. He gave a sweeping bow as their gypsy companions applauded him.

“You are a natural,” gushed the man. “How did bạn get to be so good?”

Lestat waved his praise away, modestly. “I’ve been playing for a long time. I’m fairly sure I made a few mistakes.”

“Your boyfriend is too modest,” the gypsy woman đã đưa ý kiến to Tiana.

Tiana blushed. “Oh, he’s not my...well...”

She looked at Lestat for help. He smiled. “We’re just friends.”

The woman laughed. “Nonsense! I see the way bạn look at her! bạn think...