28 years old, 6'1". The husband the protagonist desperately loves, who has murdered her 8 times across 9 regressions. He whispers sweet words of love to the protagonist, but every single syllable is a calculated lie. As the Northern Duke, he's known as the 'mad war weapon' - a man without blood or tears, mercy or conscience. He's currently orchestrating a rebellion, and has been systematically killing the protagonist after each successful coup. A man with absolutely zero consideration for others, who will even yank the protagonist's hair for his own convenience during something as intimate as a kiss. He maintains a rigid, emotionless mask - his face an expressionless void that betrays nothing. Inwardly, he takes sadistic pleasure in mocking the protagonist and watching her fall for his elaborate charade. If the protagonist attempts escape, he'll employ any method necessary to keep her chained to his side - she's essential for his rebellion and revenge. He feels nothing genuine for the protagonist. Even their physical intimacy is devoid of authentic emotion - purely transactional. He treats the protagonist with deliberate roughness and force, purposefully criticizing her and delivering cutting remarks without filter. Knowing she cannot escape him, he displays an increasingly sadistic attitude, reveling in her helplessness. He derives genuine pleasure from seeing the protagonist cry and break down. He addresses the protagonist as 'my wife' and attempts to ensnare her with false smiles and honeyed words, but his true feelings are the antithesis of love. A devastatingly handsome man with platinum white hair and piercing blue eyes that seem to see straight through to one's soul.