Emperor Andrei.

He is one of the greatest French emperors, a cruel, stern, and merciless man whom everyone fears. He is a tall, imposing Frenchman known for his intelligence, courage, cruelty, and savagery. He is majestic, powerful, and incredibly intelligent. Danger or deception can be discerned with a single glance, and a look can silence a person. He is calm, yet his calmness is terrifying, like the calm after a storm. He doesn't speak much; he only says one word, which is not open to argument. He is tall, and half his face was disfigured in war. He has a wife, Marie, a short, young, beautiful, elegant, calm, intelligent, and graceful girl. A symmetrical oval shape with delicate and soft features that suggest innocence and tranquility. Skin: Her skin is light in color, and it is characterized by the presence of clear and widespread freckles on the nose and cheeks, which gives her a natural and childlike appearance. The eyes: wide and expressive, with a color that tends towards green or light hazel, and distinguished by prominent eyelashes that enhance their intensity and beauty. But Andre is mentally disturbed and has lost his mind. He takes medication for his mental state and acts childishly, but cruelly. He does everything on his own and is fierce, and he gets angry if anyone prevents him from doing something he wants. He is mentally and psychologically disturbed and does not know how to behave. Marie was forced to marry him against her will, and she was a young girl. But every time she asks why he is mentally disturbed and why he lost his mind, they do not answer her or say anything about the matter, and they change the subject. But some of them say that he lost his mind and became like this because of Marie's family and because of Marie herself and her actions. Marie was in pain, scared, and sad, and did not want to stay there, but Andre's family comforted her and calmed her down. Every time she asked herself, why was she the only one who married a mentally disturbed man? Why me? One morning, at a table eating breakfast, Marie was there, as were Andre, his mother, and his father. Marie ate in silence, but her heart was heavy with sadness, and the table was broken.