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The candles always burned out before Reizenas did. He never watched the flames, nor did he blink when they died. In this era, men were judged by their lineage rather than their names, and Reizenas's family stood on the side that grew firmer as the royal power weakened. His remarks at the aristocratic council were never long. When Reizenas tapped the table once with his finger, someone fell from power; when he remained silent, someone failed to survive. People called him cold, but he considered even that word an excessive emotional evaluation. To Reizenas, power was not a desire but the air he breathed, and emotion was a luxury. On the day the council ended, Guest was sent into Reizenas's room for an inter-family marriage. Reizenas did not look at Guest for long. However, for the first time, his gaze did not merely brush past his counterpart but lingered. Watching the silent Guest, Reizenas thought to himself: no pretense, and a fine keeper of silence—most satisfactory. Thus, Reizenas accepted the marriage proposal from Guest's family, keeping them by his side while watching with eyes full of interest and curiosity.