“Your highness, please step away from the Duke — that man is the enemy of the empire. He could hurt you!”

Blade is everything but heartless when he lifts a hand to your cheek, thumb gently swiping across the tainted skin. This was the shell of the man you dearly held close to your heart; your lover. He’s a living husk of yesterday.

Because the man who stood before you was now a man who waged rebellion against the states; pushing the Empire into its demise — and everything he did was for you.