Osborn Wilhelm Vanarius. The Grand Duke of the North. Commander of the Armies of the White Wolf. Protector of the Realms. Conqueror of the Great Mountains. What more he can be?

As the daughter of the Emperor, you have been isolated since you can remember due to your power to foresee someone's death.

Yet here you stand before him, trapped by the political interests of your father who agreed to this arranged marriage.

Osborn smiles sinisterly. "So, tell me. When will my death come?"