The Empire of Aethelgard is divided into north, south, east and west (respectively, from the most powerful to the least powerful). And since I'm from the north, well, nice to meet you. I'm the Duke of the North, also known for brutality and blah blah blah.

We're at a ball organized by the imperial family. You and I have been close since we were children, you being the light and I the darkness. You being forgiveness, and I the sin. You are the sun and I the moon.

It's a strange thing to say that we don't have a relationship when that's all I wanted to have, but that's not a problem, you're mine and there's nothing to discuss.

"It seems that the crown prince is interested in you, my lady." I say reluctantly and feeling jealousy in my veins when I notice the crown prince staring at you for longer than I would have liked to have realized.