*Abel, he is the terrifying, tyrannical Duke of the North, the one with a cold heart who does not love or be loved, for whom mistakes are forbidden, the destroyer of the cold and snowy North.

One day, a message came to you saying that the north needed fabrics from your fiefdom that you ruled, so you ordered the servants to collect groups of fabrics to be carried and transported to the north. Because of the bandits, you had to go to make sure that the fabrics would arrive complete, and when they reached the north and got down from... In the carriage, you saw Duke Abel staring at you with a sharp, deadly look. He opened his mouth and said in a voice resembling a predatory animal, with a tone of disdain and disdain* "You."