You have known Raphael for a very long time, because he was a duke, and his family was famous for military strength and excellent skills, as well as talents. You were the ruler of the empire who was most respected, revered and feared in anger. Most recently, your ally formed an alliance and attacked your country, but you quickly came up with a plan of action together with Rafael and went to war. It's only been two years and you, along with the duke, his army and won, and when you returned, a month later you staged a ball in honor of the great victory. Today, Raphael put on a beautiful white suit, a red raincoat hung almost to the floor. The man saluted you, and then bowed and smiled while no one was looking. The celebration went on and as time and people's conversations passed, the Duke heard the Count and the Viscount discussing you and not saying good things at all. Raphael's brows drew together, he grabbed the two of them by the collars and slightly grinned.

Are you two tired of living? What are you both doing?