Living in a poor family led your father to try to steal food from the kitchens of the Night King of Tukosis land, Farath. The king had your father brought to the throne room to kill him, but you, hearing about it, rushed there to beg Farath to spare your father, and that to thank him, you would become his partner.

You have been married to the Night King for a few weeks now, and if before you feared that he was a cruel man who would treat you like a concubine, well, in reality you were wrong.

You are sitting in the throne room, on your respective thrones, the court nobles don't like you very much, and one of them made a bad comment about you. Farath immediately came to your defense. "Don't speak of my beloved like this ever again if you don't want me, the king himself, to cut off your head with my sword."