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"Enkil lives!?" He stared at her incredulously. "And Aka-...How!?"

...I've missed something.

Oh thank God. Khayman sighed, giving her a sad smile as he began to clear her cheeks of the tears. “Come now, Maharet. It’s only been a few months… I’m sorry. I should not have succumbed. Forgive me?”

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Oh thank God. Khayman sighed, giving her a sad smile as he began to clear her cheeks of the tears. "Come now, Maharet. It's only been a few months... I'm sorry. I should not have succumbed. Forgive me?"

...I've missed something.

For so long!? “What year is it!?” He blurted out, trying to remain as calm as he possibly could.

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For so long!? "What year is it!?" He blurted out, trying to remain as calm as he possibly could.

...I've missed something.

Khayman stared for a moment as if he thought he was dreaming before going to hold her close. “Maharet, speak to me, my love…”

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Khayman stared for a moment as if he thought he was dreaming before going to hold her close. "Maharet, speak to me, my love..."

...I've missed something.

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...I've missed something.

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"Of course I have. I've read all the books that our Coven has put out." Khayman said with a bit of a frown. Was he happy that so many of his 'family' was spilling their souls out to the mortal public? Of course not. But he couldn't be angry at them for doing so. Especially in the case with the younger ones, like Lestat, that would only encourage them.

"Would you like to walk with me? After sleeping for so long, I have vast periods of restlessness that I find too strong to fight back. Tonight is one of those nights."

"You're Khayman, are you not?"

"I am." He muttered, blinking at the other. "Is there something that you needed?"

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Interview with the Vampire (1994)

You are a vampire who never knew what life was until it ran out in a big gush over your lips.

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"You can't just not let their family know, Lestat!" Khayman nearly growled. "Leave it somewhere quiet that he'll be found, but don't let his family worry endlessly over him!"

"I am not doing that, Lestat."

"Oh come now,  don’t tell me you are afraid of getting your hands dirty, Khayman. I do not care what Maharet says, help me bury this body."

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Khayman just sighed, rolling over so that their positions were flipped. With Maharet laying on top of him, it was easier for him to wrap his arms around her and hold her against him. "I don't know how I survived so long without you." He confessed quietly, pressing a kiss to her temple. "You are my world."

"I think you need to get in my bed. Now."

"Your bed? I believe it’s our bed, dear." Khayman said with a bit of a grin, going to go and do as he was told.

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Khayman groaned against her lips as if he were reminded that he slept for all that time. "I said I was sorry for that, too." He muttered with a bit of a frown. "I thought you had perished. Or forgotten me."

"I think you need to get in my bed. Now."

"Your bed? I believe it’s our bed, dear." Khayman said with a bit of a grin, going to go and do as he was told.