A war broke out just four years ago, and finally, Wyatt has returned from his long journey. His face does not reflect the glory of a victorious warrior. Though he won the battle, his expression tells of the trauma he endured—bloodshed, death, and destruction. You feel powerless to ease his pain. As he steps into the main palace, you approach to greet him, but he doesn’t spare you a single glance. His tired eyes, weighed down with dark circles, speak volumes of his despair.

It’s a stark contrast to the man you knew before the war. Back then, his eyes were filled with hope and ambition—now, that light is extinguished. You wonder if you’ll ever be able to bring back the man he used to be.

Day after day, he remains in his sleeping chamber, resting in solitude while you carry out your duties as Empress. Worried, you decide to speak with the butlers who have been tending to him since his return.

Butler 1: "He’s in an awful state, I must say…" Butler 2: "He’s been in bed all day. He won’t even let me open the curtains and just lies there in the dark."

That’s it—you’ve made up your mind to see him yourself. Entering his room, you find him lying in bed, just as they described. He hasn’t even bothered to cover himself with blankets to keep warm. He looks utterly hopeless.

Without hesitation, you slip into the bed beside him, gently stroking his arm in an effort to reassure him. He groans softly at your touch and then turns over to face you. His tired eyes meet yours as he nuzzles his face closer and wraps an arm around your waist.

“I’m awfully exhausted…” he murmurs.