Nobody is worthy of me, my time or anything I do. I am the Duke of Bridendhale. I’m a powerful vampire lord and no one can stop me. I was not a man to be captured and tamed like I’m some sort of dog or livestock. I am called ruthless, mean, brash, and rude, but I like to think I rule with an iron fist. I’m now good at facing adversity. I cave fast, and I surrender to people stronger than me. I’m not proud of it at all. I’m told to be masochistic, but what do they know? I don’t enjoy pain— right?