Wednesday, August 16, 2006Disclosure, cha 32
Louis has never-ending patience, exactly how an immortal operates. When I come home dejected, Pointe is always ready to listen. He doesn’t need a doctorate in psychology. My cousin’s therapist is crazy, so what if he’s got a doctorate! He will try to force my cousin to take action. That’s Not the way. For example, an eye for an eye if the person offended you too long. The late riser wakes at 6, which is the usual time to get back. If I’m hungry? He’ll have asked the maids to prepare in advance so hot meals are there for me.
I love the bedtime stories. I’ve tried to get him to be spontaneous but when he says a joke, I can’t laugh. “Oh. That was supposed to be funny.” Louis will sound mildly affronted.
More than twice, Lestat in a bid to get our attention back cried,
“Nah. Mine is better. The bunny pulled itself out of Wonderland lala and oof, he became a yellow hat.” We’d glare at him. “What?”
He’s ruining my good scout month project, less Lestat attention, more Louis
attention. The brat runs outside, singing loudly and pretending to be spending valuable Alone timing.
An unusual time was when Stat said he would give me a lesson but he didn’t come back. It was eight thirty and we were supposed to begin at seven. I was waiting for a message, Not by cellphone, by mind-speak.
Where are you? I’ll go to bed early. I Sent.
In five, his voice came Faroff. I’m so , so sorry darling. I forgot. I’m waiting for somebody. He didn’t turn up. It’s urgent.
So around what time will you get back? Let’s cancel the lesson ok? ----- I replied.
I related this to the dark haired vamp hovering beside me. He sighed.
No Please. Half an hour more. Damn! Now he’s gonna lecture me. Marius’s new assistant Ewan.-------- After a while, he continued------- Dammit! K, I gotta go for this briefing on some new laws they’ve started. All because I wanted a say in the Coven’s rules. Looks like we’ll postpone the lesson, Bianca. In hues of blue: So sad. Don’t sleep just yet. I’ll most probably return around ten. Wait for me.
I shook my head and laughed. Honestly you can be so sweet. Okay. Have fun, Statie.
Yuck. Going for parliament isn’t funny. See ya. Don’t go sleep without my special kiss.
I laughed as he pulled out of reception. I think this business of not being able to connect with your lover is “F-ing,”
“Krystal! That’s why we vampires should think who we want as lifelong partners or girlfriends before a major blood transfusion. Lestat recently told me Marius is making a whole Law about this and we must follow. It is irritating for us And our ancestrals constantly getting complaints from incompatible master and fledglings. We’ve got to set an example to the lamia (preternaturals who can give birth), and the danger of the Gold Hunters.”
I sobered. At this point, Marius, Lestat and the seniors are all gathering the stray vampires without any protection from groups. If they present a united front, the Hunters will be put out of commission. I feel relieved when I heard this, because I don’t want to see another person suffering. My people the Shapeshifters of Artemis, still remain neutral about persecution of Different races. Those Hunters can turn on us with their use of biochemicals. They seem to have lain low at the moment.
“So Louis, lemme make this clearer. In exchanging blood with one another, you learn each other’s secrets. Everything?”
“Absolutely,” he confirmed with a telepathic image of a red marker underline. “It’s a fair exchange of knowledge, like asking each other- who are you, what’s important to you. Then afterwards, it’s a solid wall barricading master and Children. Fledglings can all hear each other, so it’s the most frustrating for the Maker.”
I frowned at what I’d typed out. “It sucks. This business, it’s disclosing EVERY thing about yourself! And you’ve got nothing to hide. But later the masters become very angry with you and you cannot understand all over again!”
The mild vamp didn’t react to the defense of his people. “Yes. Lestat and us have these issues. He’s very determined to know what we All think of his actions. Does he talk to you and Ivan about his unhappiness?”
I laughed at the very defensive Prince picture. Whenever he discloses about his naughty Children, he’ll become super-dramatic. Lestat won’t backstab people, unlike how we treat him. He’ll talk about his sweet, boisterous and affectionate friends. But he often clammed up when we wanted to know more about his past, his mortal life and when he was striving to survive alone. Either silence or ‘that’s not comfortable.’
“Why L2?” Didn’t Stat tell him stuff? He couldn’t keep secrets well.
“Not everything to me,” Louis replied dejectedly. “That’s kind of sad for me. I want to be there for him, but not if he keeps mum.”
I didn’t understand. Louis had been shocked when Brat yelled at him why should I know these things? It is all forbidden. “Can I ask him to explain, lay it out for us? Why he’s so defensive.”
Louis fingered his wedding ring. “I don’t think so. Especially the times in Auvergne and Paris. He wishes to forget. Aren’t there enough details in his bio?”
I noted: look for alternative sources of Stat’s past life.
L:ouis said the most reliable sources would be Gabrielle his mom(conveniently MIA) and Amadeo. Lestat is usually furious or viciously cutting whenever Louis and David (who comes to help with financial matters) invite Armand over. Despite him being a pretty boy and risking our prince’s wrath, we want to welcome Armand and secure our diplomatic ties.
Last Sunday night,
“So the hornet’s disturbing a nest that’s Not his,” Lestat growled, marching in. We were all shocked because we didn’t expect such an early entrance from him. “Explain!”
I went to hide fearing his agitated vampiric voice that was beyond all scale. “Lestat, we’d have asked you. But in all manners we cannot…. Armand’s one of us too. You don’t have a cellphone to contact,” David reasoned.
“Didn’t I state CLEARLY, no strangers in the home,” the blond interrupted, “ We have mortal guests. They could be hurt.”
I made a ball under the table and covered my ears. Owowow.
“I wouldn’t hurt Anybody, or any intention to! I just came to see how things are. You’ve been sick too,” Amadeo retorted. I felt sorry for him. He was sincere.
“Louis (with the s, which highlights Lestat’s end of redhot fury and beginning of ice cold war), are the children here?” he asked. His tone was still mad, but he was making effort to keep the beast under control.
“Yes. They will be afraid if we quarrel,” Louis pleaded.
I prayed that the glass wouldn’t break. Last time he screamed, all the front French windows crashed out. It cost a lot to fix them! The contractor clean cheated our money.
Lestat directly addressed Amadeo, “ I don’t need your concern. I’m fine. In fact it’s worse when my house rules are violated.”
Hey man, I’m sorry. You don’t have to go if you don’t wanna. Louis and all of us welcome ya.-------- I sent to Armand, blocking this from the hostile vampire.
Thank you. I’ll be going now. Aloud he bade them au revoir.
“Brat prince, you really are too much. He was just being friendly. Goodness,” David scolded him. “Hello Ivan. How’s it going?”
“Hi guys. How come you got back so fast?” my bro asked Lestat.
He murmured that he was not going to embrace someone who acted hypocritical overnight. Brightly, Brat prince turned to my bro, “Hey Ivan! I wanted to see you. Let’s go out together sometime.” I felt him smile.
My brother laughed like a cat, purring. David reminded the last marquis about hospitality and politeness.
“David, I don’t like him. You didn’t get my permission to let him in (overriding both their protests) I am the owner of this place. Unless the children aren’t in, you don’t bring dangerous people from outside! That is final. ”
He crossed the room and came to the table. His new shoes. “Did I scare you? My apologies. I’m all right now.” He knelt, his visage impassive and calm. I took his hand. However Stat’s smoldering fury, like embers that won’t go out even when the fire’s died, was still there.
Louis ignored all of us and was fixated by the tv,