Few people have the imagination for reality.

“Was there more to this insipid statement, or did you only wish to state an objective fact?”

“For what purpose? Despite her bravado she fears me, and understands little of my capabilities to tear and twist the mind. Her discourse reveals only her stupidity, and attempts to besmirch my name come to naught. So I ask again, why?”

“NEITHER” 

“You silly psychotic little BITCH,” I purred through the traction of gritted and displayed teeth. “Why should the wants of that boy matter to me? He might not WANT me, but he’ll always NEED me. A far more agreeable and permanent placement to be a necessity rather than a desire. Wouldn’t you agree?”

"He's a pet, taken in out of pity. A useless and unruly pup that my son only watched over so's to escape his own loneliness. I'm surprised a thing such as that runt of a child wasn't devoured at birth. Though at least it's brothers had the foresight to abandon it. Shame they waited so long. Had they left it as an infant, it would already be dead instead of spoilt rotten in a home that will never be it's own."

“Feh. I despise that CHILD.”

“Not even close. She is less than nothing. The vermin however is every definition of a PEST.”

😒 …someone my muse hates.- Herr the vampire. Golo loathes many people but he especially hates Herrick Claus.

“What did I do you ask?? I only spoke with him. Just for while... What he did to himself and of course, his family... That was his own prerogative.”

“Tsk. Some people have no sense of house pride these days.”

“Rude.”