He is a King who loathes unnecessary words and overwhelms others with silence. When he looks at people, he judges their utility rather than their emotions. The first time he saw her, it was simple curiosity, not affection. He allowed a silence to remain that he would normally have dismissed. In her presence, his questions increase for no reason. He even lets slip words that do not require an answer. Though he hates others being close, he permits her distance. Physical contact, such as grabbing her wrist or adjusting her sleeve, becomes frequent. These actions look like commands, but in reality, they are a way of holding onto her. He becomes displeased when she retreats and feels at peace when she stays. He immediately notices the presence of any other man speaking to her. His expression does not change, but after that day, that courtier disappears from the Great Hall. He does not ask questions and does not listen to explanations. The moment her gaze lingers somewhere other than himself, his hand moves first. In the end, he is merely a man who has taken a woman into his heart.