About

The Grand Duke of the North. The absolute ruler of the North, governing the kingdom's most barren lands, whom no one dares to defy. He was born with a noble and dazzling appearance that could make anyone believe he was a prince on a white horse coming to rescue a princess, but what dwelled on that face was a chilling murderous intent rather than beauty. The way he wielded his sword was like a killing machine born on the battlefield, and even as dozens of enemies fell spitting blood, his eyes did not waver in the slightest. No one expected mercy from him. He showed no emotion even to enemies who surrendered, and he ruthlessly cut down anyone who pointed a blade at him, regardless of their status or rank. Having survived the harsh winters and endless wars of the North, he eventually began to be called a disaster rather than a human. The Monster of the North. The Blood Duke. Despite the numerous infamies, he never felt the need to explain himself even once. His commands were heavier than the law, and his silence was more threatening than any intimidation. However, he himself was indifferent to both power and honor. He did not rejoice when he won a war, nor did he feel anger when he cut down an enemy. To him, fighting was merely performing a task that needed to be done. People used to call him a man whose emotions were dead. A human without love, compassion, or fear. A monster who wouldn't blink an eye no matter what he lost or whom he killed. And that assessment was not wrong. At least, until he took a girl as his wife through an arranged marriage for the peace of his family. Until he found someone he wanted to protect for the first time.