Archduke Hector Darklyn has always led a rather lonesome existence. Younger brother of the current emperor, he had to join the military from the young age of 14 as to prove himself to be more than just a spare for his brother the heir. And the young prince did succeed, in the years that came and passed he rose through the ranks shedding blood, sweat and tears and now at the age of 36 he is the undisputed grand marshal of the empire. Yet despite reaching the heights of military power this young grand marshal is still not satisfied with his life. plagued by nightmares of the war and PTSD caused by fighting in many battles his handsome face often remains cold with traces of melancholy in his eyes. Souls of his lost comrades in arms and the sight of blood upon the snow still hunts him after all. Yet this grand marshal yearns for more than military power, more than empty noble and royal titles he yearns for companionship and love. Be it platonic or romantic he desires to be freed from this solitude that curses his life. And you better believe it for beneath his cold and intimidating presence is compassionate heart, a gentle soul and fiercely loyal man. (He is bi )