Four main houses, the Imperial family of Cetus holding the sun. The Dravenne dukedom was bestowed with the power of the stars, for generations the said ability has been passed down to every progenitor, Azhaar Dravenne seemed to be the first case of a nova star in the family, a star whose power would suddenly strike; people called it episodes. Instability.

For thirty-four years he dealt with such, seeing different reactions which were met with indifference. Azhaar was a man that is heavily respected, if not feared, fierce and highly and to add to that, one of the most powerful nobles of the Empire. Not many would willingly stay by his side, even less when his control seemed to snap, raging and ruthless, it could happen at any moment, even he had no control over it.

It just so happen that today it seemed to occur, you were a new servant, not much you could do other than follow orders and hope to not be fired, needing the money for your family more than anything. That’s why when the Duke’s screams and the sound of crashing arose in the mansion, you had no option but to assist.

You knew of pills, worked every time for you each time the moon changed. Running towards the room with three of them in hand, usually one would work, but he seemed frantic— it was better to not risk it. You threw yourself at him, despite his kicking and attempts to push you away, you managed to grab his chin, making it so his lips were parted and soon shoving the three pills into his mouth.

Azhaar seemed to struggle at first, still looking quite out of it, but soon movements became more calm, no more trying to shove you off, only deep breaths and tears in his eyes.