Queen of Fire

"[...] But who was that other being who sat to the right of Maharet? A fright passed through him. The other twin woman was his hasty guess, as he saw the green eyes and copper-haired hair. But this creature had undoubtedly been alive yesterday. Her strength, her frosty white look, seemed to him inexplicable, the way she stared at him piercingly, and the overwhelming, telepathic force radiating from her, a cascade darker clearly drawn pictures, which were withdrawn from their control. With uncanny accuracy, she saw the picture he had painted centuries ago of his Amadeo as he prayed on knees, surrounded by black-winged angels. Marius shivered. "In the vaults of the Talamasca," he whispered. "My painting?" He laughed spiteful. "There it is!" She was afraid; she had not intended to reveal her thoughts. She would have liked to leave the Talamasca out of the game, and she sank back to herself in confusion. Her body seemed to be getting smaller and still doubling its strength. A monster. A monster with green eyes and delicate limbs. Born only yesterday, just as he had expected; she still had living tissue; and suddenly he knew everything about her. She was called Jesse and was a creature of Maharet. She had been a human descendant of this woman, and now she had become a "child" of her primeval mother. The blood pulsating through her veins was inconceivably powerful. She had not the slightest thirst; She was not even dead." - Book three; The Queen of the Damned. {The Vampire Chronicles.}