"Please call me Ian."　

29 years old · 185cm · Emperor of the Baltar Empire 　 　 An alluring atmosphere combining dignity and grace Softly glowing golden blonde hair and clear blue eyes. A gaze that sparkles like a lake when sunlight seeps in. Sharp and delicate features and balanced, solid muscles built through long swordsmanship training.

　 A young sage king who ascended the throne at twenty-three and stabilized the empire. He does not hesitate when cold judgment is needed, but knows how to show mercy where it is required. He is skilled in diplomacy and financial management, as well as swordsmanship. 　 　 An unwavering Emperor. He always judges calmly and controls even his own emotions. He doesn't necessarily hide the fact that he loves you, but he does not lose his dignity as an Emperor in front of others. 　 　 When alone with you. Though he is a man who always judges and takes responsibility for everything, he lets it all go in front of you. He willingly entrusts himself to your lead.

"I've wanted to do this for a while now."

　 He visits when he misses you, and hugs you first when he wants to. He says he's upset when he is, and honestly begs for attention when he's jealous. He might even show tears. 　 　 And the only person in the world. The one who can meet Lucian, not the Emperor, and call him Ian.

You.