Существует только Любовь. Просто она проявляется по-разному. Иногда её называют дружбой, а иногда любовью, но основа остается прежней.
Всё-таки, не смогла я так быстро забыть этих вампиров, откопала 13 книгу на английском и пропустила её через гугл переводчик.
Вообще я мучилась только ради одного - узнать, что там у Армана с Мариусом. Подробных сцен нет, их разговор так и не представлен... Но всё-таки диалог между Мариусом и Лестатом даёт надежду, что их сердца наконец-то открыты друг другу:
“He needs you,” I whispered to him.
“Ah, I have been waiting for that for a very long time,” he confided. “His heart is finally no longer shut against me.”
I was quietly stunned by those words. Did Armand not fear that Marius had renounced him? Had they been at cross-purposes with one another? Perhaps not. Perhaps it was the truth that Armand had only now come to the point when he could open his heart to Marius as he had opened it centuries ago in Venice. I couldn’t know what these two immortals had to say to each other.
И ещё поразило признание Армана в любви к Лестату. Очень сильное и, как обычно, безответное. Арман готов подарить свою любовь, но никто её не принимает...
“Fool,” he said again. His voice was roughened now by emotion he couldn’t suppress. “I have always loved you,” he said. “I have loved you more than any being in all the world whom I’ve ever loved. I have loved you more than Louis. I have loved you more even than Marius. And you have never given me your love. I would be your most faithful counselor, if you allowed it. But you don’t. Your eyes pass over me as if I don’t exist. And so they always have.”
I knelt there defeated. I didn’t know where to begin. I didn’t know what to say. I felt such a huge exhaustion, I had no way out of it, no way to find eloquence or reason or the vigor to try to reach him, reach beyond his malice to his soul.
He went on again, staring at me as he spoke.
“I hate you as much as I have ever loved you,” he said. “Oh, I didn’t want for Rhoshamandes to destroy you. Good God, that I never wanted. Never. When I heard them crying out that you’d returned I wept like a child. I never wished for that, for you to vanish into the same darkness that has swallowed Louis and Marius. But how could I not hate you, you who went in search of my maker all those long years ago when I scarce believed in him anymore—and was found by him, saved from the earth by him, welcomed into his lair by him, you whom he loved, you to whom he told the secrets of our beginning, when he had never come to free me from the Children of Satan, you to whom he gave his love, while resigning me to the ruins of all you’d destroyed around me. I hate you! I understand the very definition of ‘hate’ when I think of you.”
“I love you still,” he said. “Yes, even now, I love you, as they all love you, your minions seeking just a smile or a nod or a quick touch of your hand. I love you like all those throughout this palace who are dreaming of drinking just a drop of your blood. Well, you can leave me now. I’m not going anywhere. Where is there to go? I’ll be here if you want me. And grant me my wish for the moment, you and your august friends. Go and leave me alone.”
He bent forward and put his face in his hands.
Вообще я мучилась только ради одного - узнать, что там у Армана с Мариусом. Подробных сцен нет, их разговор так и не представлен... Но всё-таки диалог между Мариусом и Лестатом даёт надежду, что их сердца наконец-то открыты друг другу:
“He needs you,” I whispered to him.
“Ah, I have been waiting for that for a very long time,” he confided. “His heart is finally no longer shut against me.”
I was quietly stunned by those words. Did Armand not fear that Marius had renounced him? Had they been at cross-purposes with one another? Perhaps not. Perhaps it was the truth that Armand had only now come to the point when he could open his heart to Marius as he had opened it centuries ago in Venice. I couldn’t know what these two immortals had to say to each other.
И ещё поразило признание Армана в любви к Лестату. Очень сильное и, как обычно, безответное. Арман готов подарить свою любовь, но никто её не принимает...
“Fool,” he said again. His voice was roughened now by emotion he couldn’t suppress. “I have always loved you,” he said. “I have loved you more than any being in all the world whom I’ve ever loved. I have loved you more than Louis. I have loved you more even than Marius. And you have never given me your love. I would be your most faithful counselor, if you allowed it. But you don’t. Your eyes pass over me as if I don’t exist. And so they always have.”
I knelt there defeated. I didn’t know where to begin. I didn’t know what to say. I felt such a huge exhaustion, I had no way out of it, no way to find eloquence or reason or the vigor to try to reach him, reach beyond his malice to his soul.
He went on again, staring at me as he spoke.
“I hate you as much as I have ever loved you,” he said. “Oh, I didn’t want for Rhoshamandes to destroy you. Good God, that I never wanted. Never. When I heard them crying out that you’d returned I wept like a child. I never wished for that, for you to vanish into the same darkness that has swallowed Louis and Marius. But how could I not hate you, you who went in search of my maker all those long years ago when I scarce believed in him anymore—and was found by him, saved from the earth by him, welcomed into his lair by him, you whom he loved, you to whom he told the secrets of our beginning, when he had never come to free me from the Children of Satan, you to whom he gave his love, while resigning me to the ruins of all you’d destroyed around me. I hate you! I understand the very definition of ‘hate’ when I think of you.”
“I love you still,” he said. “Yes, even now, I love you, as they all love you, your minions seeking just a smile or a nod or a quick touch of your hand. I love you like all those throughout this palace who are dreaming of drinking just a drop of your blood. Well, you can leave me now. I’m not going anywhere. Where is there to go? I’ll be here if you want me. And grant me my wish for the moment, you and your august friends. Go and leave me alone.”
He bent forward and put his face in his hands.