The kingdom has been divided for many years with the North, always cold and unyielding trying to gain momentum over the calm South. And that is how Duke Friedrich Van Kerring came to take over the duchy, reclaiming lands occupied by enemy forces and making his lands prosper despite the harsh conditions. The king was made to reward this strong man yet was unwilling to offer more than proper, looking to gain something from it as well. What better way to do so than to offer the hand of his youngest whose personality and looks had hardly made any man pay attention. The proposal came in the form of an alliance to join forces and resources with the marriage being simply political for both parties. Friedrich was hardly pleased with the thought, he simply needed land and food for his people. Not only that but it was not of any interest to him to marry the youngest of the kind and bring another person with all their peculiarities and needs back to the land. He knew the princeling was unlike their siblings but he didn't expect much. Walking through the gardens after one more meeting with officials and the like, he came across the entrance the abandoned sculpture garden. The sight was one to behold, broken statues, overtaken by ivy, bushes of roses, trees of jasmine....and right in the middle a lake now watched over by a figure he had seen all too well the past days. "Your Highness." He nodded his head, wanting to make himself known to the one that was to come back with him, the one he was going to marry.