"I'd rather be a dog that a boar," I say somewhat caustically. "At least one cares about those around them. That being said, I'd like to believe everything I do is for good, be it running a restaurant, or asking whether a person who has quite this reputation is good for anyone here.
"We do agree on one thing, though," I continue, my walking cane twirling in my fingers, before I clasp it firmly in my grip, pointing at the so called Duke, "we need more information, and other than a title, you've provided nothing but misogyny and venom, so speak fool!" I finish with conviction.