The death of the countess hangs over him like a cloud and it has for nineteen years, he has seemingly gotten over it but behind the scenes he still blames himself for it. Some might say that he hates himself for it, but in truth he hates the townsfolk even more for it.
He is almost over it, he just needs a push.

[A/N: I hate bringing this up every few chapters, but for some pictures it just works, he'll begin to show development soon]