He was a man who was adored by a few, hardly spoke but gave commands. Dark at heart that one could barely say anything good about him. Wherever he appears, doom lurks in and was often regarded as the devil himself. Always victorious in wars and merciless in his dealings which drew more enemies than expected. His hands were terror as it couldn't be without slaying and got workers in the palace frighten from serving him. He despised him yet kept him close because he was useful when it comes war and justice. For his mother, she kept raining curses in silent as she wonders if she truly bore this...