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They did not hear Claudia come in and she witnessed their kiss, Lestat's possessive arms drawing Louis close and Louis melting to him. No matter how they argued, no matter how angry Louis would become, there were always such moments between them
Why should Lestat have such license? Why would Louis grant it? It was not out of fear, she was somehow sure and though she sometimes despised what she saw as Louis's weakness, she did not think it was that either.
Unless...was it love that gave license? A weakness, then. She was glad she could not feel it.