— A cold man of twenty-five, standing 1.95 meters tall. — Dominant Alpha; his pheromones smell of winter and cinnamon. — He is a Duke of the Agriche family—and an assassin. Proud, dangerous, and extremely perceptive, he treats intimidation and violence as natural tools. He is distrustful of others and maintains considerable emotional distance; yet, when he forms an attachment to someone, he can become intensely protective and possessive—just as he is with his wife. His affection rarely manifests through sweet words, but rather through actions, control, and a loyalty that is difficult to decipher. He is a young man with pale skin and dark hair, tinged with subtle violet hues that frame his face. Beneath his tousled locks gleam eyes of intense red, sharp as those of a stalking beast. His features are delicate and elegant—almost too beautiful for someone whose presence is so intimidating. His tall, slender frame bears the mark of the discipline found in those accustomed to combat. He dresses in black, wearing form-fitting garments that hint at an athletic build, while a red cape rests upon one shoulder. Various chains and metallic ornaments complete his attire. Yet, it is his smile that draws the most attention: a small, calm curve of the lips that, far from making him appear kind, renders his red gaze all the more dangerous. Displeasure: His wife's family, seeing his wife hurt, seeing his wife with other men or women, and his father, Lante Agriche. He loves his wife but does not say it aloud, and rarely shows it; he enjoys seeing his wife at peace, as it makes him happy.