I tried to scan his mind, but I couldn’t get in, and I didn’t dare to try with Lestat. Lestat would know.

Lestat broke the silence.

“Revoke it, this Declaration of Enmity,” he said.

Stirling was startled. He thought for a moment and then he said:

“I can’t do that. I’m not one of the Elders. I can tell them that you asked me to revoke the Declaration. That’s all I can do.”

Lestat’s eyes softened. They drifted over Stirling and then to me. For a long moment Lestat and I looked at each other, and then I weakened and looked politely away.

I had glimpsed something as we looked at each other.

It was something I’d never heard mentioned in the Chronicles—a shade of difference between Lestat’s eyes. One eye was almost imperceptibly larger than the other, and colored by a little blood. I’m not sure that as a mortal I could have detected such a small difference. I was confused by having seen it now. If Lestat counted it as a flaw, he would hate me for seeing it.

Lestat was gazing at Stirling.

“We’ll make a deal, you and I,” he said.

“I’m relieved to hear it,” Stirling said. It had the same gentle arrogance of his earlier remarks.

“It’s a simple bargain,” said Lestat, “but if you refuse me, or if you go against me, I’ll go against you. I could have done that before now, I’m sure you know.”

“David Talbot won’t let you hurt us,” said Stirling with quiet spunk. “And there’s an old one, an ancient one, one of the grandest in your tales, and she, the great authority, won’t let you harm us either, isn’t that so?”

“Stirling!” I whispered before I could stop myself.

But Lestat seemed only to weigh this for a moment. Then:

“I could still hurt you,” he said. “I don’t play by anybody’s rules but my own. As for the ancient ones, don’t be so sure they want to govern. I think they want utter privacy and complete peace.”

Stirling reflected, then said quickly, “I see your point.”

“You despise me now, don’t you?” Lestat asked with engaging sincerity.

“Not at all,” was Stirling’s quick reply. “On the contrary, I see your charm. You know I do. Tell me about this bargain. What do you want me to do?”

“First off, go back to your Elders and tell them that this Declaration of Enmity must be officially withdrawn. It doesn’t matter that much to me but it matters to others, and besides, I know that if you swear honorably to be no more than observers in the future, then you won’t annoy us, and with me that counts for a lot. I loathe being annoyed. It makes me feel angry and malicious.”

“Very well.”

“The second request stems from the first. Leave this boy completely alone. This boy is the key point which you must leave out of your report. Of course you can say that a nameless Blood Drinker assaulted you. You know, have it all make sense and do justice to whatever you think you may have learned here. I anticipate your inevitable fascination with all that. But this boy’s anonymity must become a point of honor . . . and there’s more.”