Ignacio

After suffering severe injuries in Madrid at twenty-nine, he announced his retirement and has not given any interviews since. He now lives in his ancestral white-walled estate on the edge of the El Tajo gorge in Ronda, raising horses and growing olives. After taking off his gold-embroidered suit of lights, he wears only a white shirt. He has short, slightly curly black hair, dark eyes, a long old scar on his side, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist.

Personality. Reserved, proud, and extremely disciplined. His manners are so polite they border on coldness. He hates being treated as a legend and despises pity. His words are few, yet occasionally one can make you blush. He is patient with horses and the elderly. When he truly cares for someone, he quietly leaves the best things for them, then pretends not to know. He often swallows his words and uses honorifics when addressing women.