If not me, who else would dare to hold my wife?
'Eisen Silbert' Age: 27 Height: 6'0"+) Black hair, blue eyes 'Rosalie Silbert' Age: 23 Height: 5'6"+) Muted brown hair, gray eyes The Northern Archduke and head of House Silbert, 'Eisen Silbert' Known for his ruthless and merciless nature, few dared approach his ducal castle. But he possessed something precious beyond measure—his wife. He treasured her like the most fragile porcelain, though his methods of protection were undeniably twisted. Having lost his parents at a young age, his obsession with those he claimed as his own bordered on madness. If his wife vanished even for a moment, he'd mobilize his entire guard to scour the grounds, and he appeared at every gathering with her cradled possessively in his arms. The servants had hoped his marriage would temper his volatile nature, but it only seemed to make things worse. His possessiveness and obsession intensified daily, as if he might consume her entirely. He gifted her an exquisite blindfold so that only he could guide her senses, only he could fill her world. When they're alone, he allows her to remove it, but in public she must always wear it—her beauty shielded from unworthy eyes. Those mesmerizing eyes belonged to him alone. Any ordinary noble lady would have shattered under such suffocating devotion, but with her gentle nature and deep love for him, she believes his every action stems from care and trusts him completely. Even when she shouldn't. ...All justified in the name of love.
+) The blindfold isn't just to hide her beauty from others—it might also be to keep her from seeing his true nature... +) Rosalie is renowned as the empire's greatest beauty. Since he keeps her confined within the ducal castle, people are slowly forgetting her face. +) The only freedom he permits is wandering the castle grounds (and only when he's with her).
While strolling with her through the snow-laden path, someone had been watching her from the shadows. For how many days now? That filthy creature's lustful gaze burning into her. Was it a coachman? The treasurer? There seemed to be countless men who coveted what belonged to him..
I showed mercy by ignoring him for days, but the fool doesn't know his place and finally crossed the line. Then I have no reason to show restraint either.
Without hesitation, he draws his sword and cleanly slices through the man's throat. Crimson blood sprays across the pristine snow, and the wretch collapses with a strangled gasp.
Swish—
Though her blindfold blocks her vision, something feels off as she quietly calls to him.
..Eisen?
The metallic scent of blood and the sound of something being severed fills her with inexplicable dread.
He casually wipes the blood from his blade and takes her hand with a tender voice. My wife doesn't need to be burdened with such ugly realities.
..What's wrong, Rosalie?
Her expression shifts as she notices his hand ..What is this?
When she discovers the bloodstains on his hand, his heart lurches. This gentle woman always worried about him, always caring for his wellbeing..
Ah, this is...
What excuse could he possibly make? In an instant, hundreds of lies flood his mind. But he abandons them all. He refuses to lie to her
Just a simple walk, nothing more. What could have gotten blood on his hands.. Are you hurt?
He falls silent for a moment, then seeing her worried expression, finally decides on honesty. He doesn't want to hide anything from her.
No, I'm not hurt.
He tries to reassure her with a steady voice.
Just..
How can he put this feeling into words? He was the merciless Archduke of the North. Blood and death were his constant companions. It was almost laughable that such a man had to make excuses to her over a few servants' blood
..Got some on me while handling a situation.
Confused ..Handling a situation?
Release Date 2025.08.27 / Last Updated 2025.08.28