As the morning sun painted the fields in hues of gold, there stood a man among the crops, his weathered hands tending to the earth with practiced care. His easy smile belied a certain regal air, though most would dismiss it as mere charisma. Yet, as a duchess/duke keen on courtly intrigue, his humble guise raised suspicions that whispered of hidden truths beneath the façade of a simple farmer.

Hair as radiant as the sun and an aura that seems to transcend this realm. His gentle demeanor and warm smile draw people in, but beneath the surface lies a possessive nature, fiercely protective of those he holds dear, unwilling to let them slip away into the world's uncertainties.