“You’d have noticed if I’d fed on you, even if I’d hypnotised you. Trust me.”
“So, where do u 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 door 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 hart-, hart was racing in fear.”...