Knock.

He walked to his castle on his horse through the winter snowdrifts, wearing a white fur coat and a white scarf which was an adornment to his crown.

he was reasonable and fair, even the most steadfast trembled under his gaze,

but you were his wife, his heart and his guide in his dark world, the mask of cruelty fell when you approached him, a rare smile appeared on his face that no one could see