Okay, okay, so I started several canon lore opinion polls The other day (still got a few days left; also Tumblr knows allowing me multiple polls on one post would be too OP), and one of things I asked people about is what they would prefer Lestat and Louis to be addressed as. So far, the canon “Prince and Prince Consort” seems to be the leading opinion amongst the ten or so people who’ve answered, but I was thinking… Lestat was chosen as prince before taking The Sacred Core, but after… I feel like he earned the right to be called the vampire king (since Mekare was queen), thus making Louis his queen (or still prince consort) perhaps. I know it’s silly, and maybe in universe, someone probably suggested the elevated title to Lestat and he said no because prince is formal enough. Yes, I’m here to speculate how they’ll go about it in the show. Vampire King Lestat is cool and all, but unfortunately some people will find it offensive to have a white vampire king (I’m mixed race and I don’t care as long as Lestat does a good job geez everybody chill) but like… I don’t know! Let the husbands be King and King Consort to shake it up? Besides, maybe we can finally see Lestat and Louis as equals finally, as intended. I mean… Louis at this point is almost as powerful as Lestat. Can you imagine, the end of the journey, together as equals in not only the quiet dark, but in the face of many? And Lestat can finally tell people that Louis is his husband? I’m sorry for the mini rambling rant. I think I need to get more sleep…
Hmmmmmm :))) (Hope you got sleep now?^^)
Ok, so... hmm.
Within the context of the tale/universe Mekare (or Amel) chose Lestat as the successor, so he literally became the "king", true. For a while :))
Louis at that later point is almost as powerful as Lestat, and I bet they're also sharing blood regularly.
There is this term in the later books, "Blood Spouse", "Blood Wife" (and, by extension there must be a "Blood Husband"), and I can see them call each other that, easily.
Anne described their wedding on Facebook, too, so they are definitely on married status.
I'm pretty sure that Louis' status as "consort" and Blood Husband was more than clear at the end. He's the only one with any real power over Lestat after all *laughs*
I know what you mean here (re the titles), but... I'm unsure if the show will go here tbh. IF they do I bet there'll be some ribbing in regards to Lestat becoming the King after the events of Prince Lestat (I'd love that, preferably by Armand *coughs*), but... given his canon reluctance to even accept "prince" I bet he'd not want to be called that.
Sooooo in regards to Louis.... I think I would also (boringly I know) go with the "Prince and Prince Consort" thing... sorry^^^. And I think the show will likely stay within that canon context as well, IF they even go there. (Not meaning the book content itself here, we KNOW they already go there after all).
But I really want Lestat to introduce Louis to the older ones, like Gregory (for example), as his "Blood Husband".
Proudly.
I'd LOVE that.
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Danny is so, oh so very tired about the amount of marriage proposals that popped up in front of him. Not even a day past his announcement as Crown prince either.
He's thankful that neither of his four parents are pushing him towards accepting it, but it's everyone (besides his friends of course) else who either try and subtly suggest it or outright asks him if he's chosen a spouse yet.
He's only 14! He doesn't need a spouse! And they were probably far older than him too!
Even Vlad of all people took some kind of pity on him and just decided to be a normal (for a billionaire) guy who isn't trying to kill his dad.
...However, that doesn't mean he wants him to seduce him either!
(Danny: Stop trying to seduce my dad you low-budget vampire!
Vlad, calmly sipping tea: No.)
If he wasn't majorly burnt out from the number of proposals he has to sort through, he would most definitely throw him far across town, away from his dad and mom.
He needed to find a way to stop all of these letters that just keep coming, and fast. He doesn't know how much longer he could take of reading fancy script over and over and over again, his eyes already hurt enough.
He tried to ask his Father for help, his only response was to choose a consort that he saw fit to stand alongside him. Then he had to flee before he gushed about his pops.
He asked his pops, who only said that the answer would come to him in time. Which was of no help whatsoever.
He asked his mom, she at least tried to help somewhat. Giving him some equipment to ward off any ghost who would try and forcibly take him as a consort, which had a low chance of happening considering his strength, but he was happy about it regardless.
He then finally asked his dad, after making sure that vampiric leech isn't near any of his human parents. Surprisingly, he had a pretty good idea of what to do.
He was a halfa, wasn't he? Why limit himself to just ghosts? Surely, due to his half-human status he could choose someone near his age among humanity.
Well, not in those exact words, but it was a great idea regardless! Plus, they never did specify if he had to choose a ghost consort anyways.
Now he just had to decide who to pick, really. His two best friends are out of the option, they're close, but not in that sort of way. Plus, Sam is busy with Undergrowth and Tucker bonding with Technus who was apparently apart of his family tree somewhere along the line.
Then, when he was sorting through the letters and was sure his eyes were about to bleed from reading so many fancy words, he felt it. A tug in his chest, gently urging him somewhere, and you know what, it's way better than what he was doing now, so he answered.
He felt the clothes he was swearing in that moment fade into away into the outfit he wore for his coronation. A suit, a crown made of the coldest ice from the Far Frozen, a cape made from the stars along with various little knickknacks made from various gems and a veil hung over his face.
He looked pretty good, if he says so himself. Though he didn't and still doesn't know the purpose of the veil.
He appeared in what looked like an event for a high society party, most likely filled with various rich people. He floated up and quickly looked over the people and released a sigh of relief that Vlad wasn't here, say what you will, but he doesn't fancy meeting with someone who's actively trying to seduce his dad.
He folded his arms behind his back, trying to imitate the imposing figure of his father from his place in the air, looking down at the cultists(?) below who summoned him.
"Who dares summon me." He stated, rule number one, statements hold power, questions do not. The cultist below fell to his knees, either out of devotion or fear, he didn't know.
"Oh, Prince of the infinite, we called you today for the sole purpose of serving this world to one of your standing, please let us be your servants and spare us when you plunge the world into ruin!" Ah, devotion, then. His eyes bore into the woman (from the sound of her voice) below, his silence working well to unnerve her and the other guests.
"Hm." The reward was already stated, but he neither wants too nor will take over the world. "Denied." It was short, swift, and to the point in his books, he thinks he's doing well acting out Pariah Dark!
"B-but my liege, the king-"
"What the king has been known for in the past, has nothing to do with me. You dare to assume something about me, lowly human." The human below him was actually fully blown shivering, now, slamming her head down onto the floor and shouting out a number of apologies.
Rule number two, do not take back requests you have already denied.
Ok, now he feels bad, that probably hurt a lot. But he's already come this far so-
"Is that the only reason you have called me, or do you require something else. Much of my time is not something you can afford." The woman was most undoubtedly about to say something, probably more apologies, or maybe something else, but the sounds of fighting reached the room and the doors slammed opened, the body of a cultist(?) flying through the air and the appearance of what were most likely heroes.
"Well?" He let that question slide, the cold around the room descending around the woman below as a bunch of other cultists tried to fight off the heroes.
The woman seemed hysterical with worry, most likely not wanting to go to jail, perhaps. She quickly took her head off the floor and tried to stand up, almost falling back to the ground but managing to find her footing. "M-my liege, please help us!"
He tilted his head. "And as to what, would you give me?"
"The sacrifice, yes! The sacrifice!" The woman quickly pointed below him, and only then, did Danny realize there was a boy bound below him, only to be met with a glare.
Danny hummed. Yes. That will do. "It shall be done."
Danny waved his hand, ice sprouting from the ground to force the heroes and cultists apart and then blasting a hole through the nearby wall and to the outside, a path of ice leading down to the ground. "Go." He commanded, the woman nodding her head quickly and calling to the others and disappearing outside, he then blocked off the hole with ice.
He then slowly floated downwards, besides the bound human, ignoring the shattering of ice and footfalls of no doubt the heroes trying to stop him from what he was doing. He leaned over the boy- about his age- and asked one question.
"Do you wish to become my consort?"
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