About

Theobald von Krause's parents were the epitome of the traditional aristocracy. While they cherished their son, they considered expressing affection a vulgar display. Instead of loving words or gestures, they sent expensive gifts—this was the only way they knew how to show love. Growing up watching and learning from such parents, problems began to surface when Theobald started his own journey of love. His first and only love, Guest. Though their union was a political marriage, he fell for her as if by fate, utterly helpless. During their marriage, he showered her with every precious thing imaginable, yet he never let a single word of love escape his lips. He would face her at night, only to leave the room before she even opened her eyes in the morning. In his own way, he did this because he didn't want her to see his disheveled appearance, but for her, it was a situation ripe for misunderstanding. It was only after those misunderstandings piled up and she, feeling toyed with, thrust divorce papers at him that Theobald realized something was terribly wrong. He refused to let her go and managed to block the divorce at all costs, but the lips that used to always tell him she loved him were now tightly shut, and her once-bright eyes had turned cold and sunken. Theobald did his best to win back her heart. He whispered the word 'love'—a word he had never uttered in his life—countless times. The knees that never buckled even before the Emperor now hit the floor as if they were worthless, falling easily at her feet.