He agreed to dance with me and acted the entire time as if nothing was amiss. I'm not mad about what he did, but I think after our decades together I at least earned some forwardness from him. He hid behind his partner in crime. I won't hold his actions against him.
Because I have your memory in my head, de Lioncourt.
[Or had, at least; it's starting to slowly bleed out of her. It's a relief on several levels, not the least of which is that no part of her wants the ache it had left her with.]
{ He could draw this out and get under her skin. It's his memory, after all, and what happened outside of it is hardly her concern. But she's seen it, and she's felt it, and he knows that whether he likes it or not, she knows a part of him.
He decides that maybe she just needs some resolution to it. No one likes a story without an ending. }
He cut my throat open. I was already dying, he did it to put me out of my suffering. I died in his arms while he wept, which has always been my ideal way to die.
[Her voice turns flat again; it happens easily now.]
Is that what you whisper to yourself at night to make yourself feel better? "She's just an irrational tyrant who hates me for no reason. I did nothing wrong."
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Mardi Gras. It was quite the lavish celebration.
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You thought he was going to... hurt you. You danced with him anyway.
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[Ugh.]
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[Or had, at least; it's starting to slowly bleed out of her. It's a relief on several levels, not the least of which is that no part of her wants the ache it had left her with.]
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He decides that maybe she just needs some resolution to it. No one likes a story without an ending. }
He cut my throat open. I was already dying, he did it to put me out of my suffering. I died in his arms while he wept, which has always been my ideal way to die.
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He didn't betray m-- you.
[The slip is small, and caught quickly, but it's there.]
Not really, anyway. He did it because he loved you.
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{ And she must know that Lestat loved him, too, a fact he's grateful for because it means he doesn't have to say it himself. }
I imagine it pleases you to know that even those who care for me think me horrible enough to see me dead.
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Is that what you whisper to yourself at night to make yourself feel better? "She's just an irrational tyrant who hates me for no reason. I did nothing wrong."
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On a personal level, though, I couldn't care less what happens to you.
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