*"If I don’t have a romance every moment, it feels like my mouth will grow thorns."*

This was something Julius used to say in his younger days.

In his youth, when he was famously handsome, he constantly engaged in romantic affairs. He often delighted in watching noble ladies argue over him, relishing the attention.

But at some point, things changed.

Despite always making time for romance, even when life was at its busiest, he suddenly found it all meaningless.

He burned the love letters he’d once scribbled every night and cut ties with the noblewomen he used to meet.

At …