Fernan Caesar, the ruler of the North who came back from the war. The man, who was perfect in everything, was the only good memory of Ashmit's unhappy childhood. When Ashmit was told that Fernan was going to be his husband, Ashmit believed in the existence of God for the first time. But... Ashmit didn't knew that... Fernan... Fernan : "If there's anything you want, feel free to do it. It doesn't matter whether you remodel the castle, buy jewelry, Properties, go to Bar or Club, or throw a party." Ashmit : "......." Fernan : "But I don't want to see you in the morning, so refrain from doing that." The gentleman of his memory was no more. There was only a cold man standing there who did not have a trace of affection or warmth. Fernan : "Your heart is of no use to me." But loving him to the end was Ashmit's biggest mistake. **** Standing at the edge of the cliff, Ashmit slowly carved his husband's once-worldly face into his eyes. If not now, he would never be able to escape it forever. He would come to love him (Fernan) again. He didn't want to be bound to him any longer. "Ashmit!" Looking at his desperate husband, Ashmit threw his self down the cliff.