~Niklaus~
I walked into my mansion a very angry man. How dare that cur, that sissy, that craven i***t come to my house, stand before me, and utter that kind of nonsense?
How dare he?
Who did he think he was to behave towards me in such a manner?
He was lucky. Oh, how fortuitous he was that I was in somewhat of a good mood because of how much I looked forward to seeing my mate. If he had made the mistake of speaking out of turn on a day when I felt less than graceful, he would have used his tongue to muck the horse stalls right after I stripped him of whatever it was that gave him the audacity. He had better go thank his stars that all I did was shoot him in the leg. He was way too fortunate that I had already planned the way I wanted him to go and didn’t want any changes to that pla
