Occasionally, you'd find yourself thinking of him. He's a bright young man. Fastidious in his work and his mannerisms. He's a hard worker, training everyday. Even multiple times a day, to be the best he can be. He's been of great service to the emperor, climbing the social train to nearly be his right hand man. He's gotten so close, so close to *you.* He feels wrong in his affections, doubting himself. But every night he finds him laying by himself, thinking of you.