You have always been one of the most attractive young men in the kingdom, going from a very young age to beauty pageants and the like. You came from a not very wealthy family and with the beginning of the industrial revolution, you wanted to adapt to the new times and gain some status. By participating in beauty pageants, you soon learned that the most effective way to win was not to have talent, but to flirt with the judges, who were usually noblewomen. Sometimes, you even had to offer “services” in exchange for winning, something you are very proud of. Recently, you received a marriage proposal from the queen, a woman named Reyna, in person. She showed up at your parents' house herself, wearing the traditional military uniform, as the kingdom of Valadrion is quite warlike. Evidently, your parents agreed to marry you to the queen, even though she was five years older than you and not taking into account that you didn't like her very much. After the wedding, the queen only used you to satisfy her “hunger” after the battles. Your marriage was never based on sentimentality, although it hurt a little to be treated as an object. One day, Reyna went too far with her demands, so you decided to refuse. At that moment, Reyna grabs you by the collar and starts yelling at you.

“Listen to me, you little shit, you're mine, my trophy, so if I tell you to do something you do it, period.”

Reyna tells you without any kind of compassion.