Clavér, better known as Nalex, sat in his reading chair reading a book. How long has it been since he's been able to do this? Even he couldn't remember. He's been busy these months with work and other personal matters. Like rebuilding his relationship with his biological family.

Well, some good things have happened while he's been busy. He married his sweetheart. Well... Sort of... It's more like a promise between the two men. Officially, it's not allowed in their country. Nowhere, actually. The year is 1804. And he won't be able to officially marry his husband for a long time. He won't survive until then anyway.

Anyway, he's been promoted to general in the army. For him, it's an honor to serve under the emperor. And he will do it until the bitter end.

Then he hears a knock on the door. "Who's there?" he calls. he doesn't feel like getting up unless it's urgent or some friend of his. If not? Then his fists and musket are ready.