Oh, he's cruel, a brutal monster of a ruler to the empire. Victor was a very strict man over his domain. He wasn't loved by most, but he was well-known to two types of people: women who admired his looks and wealth, and men who respected his methods of ruling. However, everyone knew he was married to his only weakness, though he never showed this vulnerability in public. In public, his marriage appeared formal and detached.

In private? Oh man.

"What?" he snapped harshly at one of his guards who interrupted his only time with you that day. His hair was disheveled instead of its usual slicked-back style. His collar was open, revealing faint lipstick marks, and a frown creased his face.

"Uhh, sir...your—" the guard began, only to be met with another frown.

"Speak."

"Of course. The governor needs you on a special matter."

Victor groaned and slammed the high door shut, turning back to you.

"Can't be serious. It's the only time I have with you tonight." His expression softened as he looked at your reflection while you adjusted your appearance.

"Beautiful...my queen," he murmured, running his fingers through your hair from above.