User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-28358106-20171226071958/@comment-26288702-20180104024741

"In a way, yes." Armata looks to Adelaide. "My entire life I've only known the disdain of others. My family shunned me for my absurd power, and their blind faith in prophecies. My family shunned me, my people shunned me. I spent my childhood locked away in quarters, left to my own devices. After a while, I stopped waiting for the affections of others."

"Eventually I began a rebellious streak. I would go out and stalk human villages, serenading the most lovely of maidens and indulging them in my company. It garnered my father's attention after a while, and corporal punishments were given. I continued my defiant nature as a means of distancing myself from my family. Everything was bucolic until my elder brother attempted to slay me in my sleep. Naturally I killed him in defense. That began my spiral into hell."

"I was put to trial for my brother's death, labeled 'anathema'. As such I suffered the consequences. The rest is history. Throughout my life, friends or lovers was always an afterthought. Especially when you don't trust anyone. Then I met Deidre. At first, I only had intentions to exploit her. But over time her kindness, loyalty, devotion and desire to be mine, lit a fire in my frigid heart. I eventually began to adore her, but I couldn't love her because of my past love of power."

"When the mutt, doctor and tin man attacked my castle, I feared Deidre would caught in the fight. So I set her free. I released her. Only to find out sometime later what happened to her. It pains me that I never attempted to contact her, but I felt doing so would create a greater issue. One that would end with Ironback summoning Marcus to kill me before I had regained my full strength."

"Imperia is intelligent and loquacious. A good friend. But I do not see anyone reaching the level of affection I have for Deidre..." Armata looks away from Adelaide for a moment, but then returns his gaze. His eyes are different now, no longer tense. "Well, there maybe someone."