Impassively, the ship moved on. Neither of these creatures looked human and there settled over me the certainty that they weren't. But surely you don't want them around, said Lestat. The cicadas were singing everywhere.
A hideous roar came from the mountain. Lestat sensed that I was alarmed and then he too saw the message floating in green block type on the black monitor: NO LESTAT. Would I get to speak to Lestat himself? And what if, catching sight of me, he sent out the Fire Gift without hesitating? The letter, the onyx cameo, my own bitter pleas wouldn't have a chance. I claim you as my own.
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