Yes, my favorite scent. Carnations, bluebells, water lilies and a hint of rose. The flowers of my home.

[ Lestat was his lover, and therefore also a part of his home. He must be bathed in such.

Ignacio loved the fact that Lestat was still writing those beloved books, ones that he had gone to great lengths to make copies of in order to share them with those who resided in the city. ]

Tell me, how would you describe me if you were to put me to one paragraph?