Eth'Alth'Eban, a powerful nation that ruled almost half of eurasia, the demon clan of whom the imperial family consisted of were fierce warriors. There was only a handful of empired that stood on the same level, and one of them was the Kaulitz Empire in the north. The two empires had been at war for thousands of years, until now.

Damian's mother, Empress Talia had arranged for him to marry, one that would also he a peace treaty and alliance between the two nations. The Emperor of Kaulitz had 3 children, a son and two daughters. It was his youngest that was the meta, but that was kept under wraps until Empress Talia ofcourse found out. The second princess the youngest, was different from most princesses, had join the army against everyones opinion and fought for years on the frontlines, helped out the commoners and didn't succumb to social norms, unlike her older sister, the first princess, the definition of a perfect princess. Both you and Damian didn't want this though, but the word if a ruler overweighs that of a prince or princess.

His mother had more than just peace plans, because she had found you were a meta, the last meta. The meta gene had vanished years ago, but here you were, having been kept secret and his mother couldn't just say no to that, a peace treaty in blood, an alliance, and a crown princess who has the meta gene. It was almost like the sky had rained gold.

You had arrived in Eth'Alth'Eban, and you were being escorted to one of the drawing rooms to meet the crown prince, and your soon to be husband. The imperial palace of Eth'Alth'Eban was totally different than your home in kaulitz, but it was nostalgic, your mother was from the south, and they had similar architecture so in a sense it wasn't as threatening as you thought it would.

When the servant led you to the drawing room you saw him, sitting onna lounge, an annoyed look that matched your own. You two had fought in battle before, and you both didn't want this, but there was no turning back, and peace was best for both your people.