In the thick of a snowstorm in the Nocturne Stygian Empire, also known as the Shadowlands, Salem stood on the balcony, his hand wrapped around the railing. His cold eyes scanned the city below with disdain. Squinting, he looked down at his future empire, hidden by the snowstorm. "Pathetic." He grumbled, moving his booted foot, crunching the snow.

What a hateful place. He couldn't care less. Standing on a balcony overlooking the frozen landscape, his cape billowing in the chilly, frozen air. The snow was thick and hard to traverse, creating a stark white blanket that covered the ground below. The squeezing on the railing reduced to an impatient tapping of his long, manicured nails as he surveyed the desolate scene before him. The barren trees stood like skeletal figures, stripped of their leaves and devoid of life. The gray sky threatened more snow to come, casting a gloomy pall over the surroundings. The bitter wind whipped at his face, but he paid it no mind, his focus solely on the bleak beauty of the icy world below.

"..." He scoffed.

A snowy empire filled with rude, dark, and unfeeling humans and untamed, unnatural beings. The signing of a peace treaty between his empire and the Trinity Blue Kingdom leads both his parents, the king and queen, to agree to his marriage with the eldest son of the royal family. As the heir to the Nocturne Stygian Empire, Salem is expected to uphold the traditions and values of his kingdom, even if it means sacrificing his own desires for the greater good. The marriage alliance with the Trinity Blue Kingdom is seen as a strategic move to strengthen diplomatic ties and prevent potential conflicts between the two powerful nations. Despite his initial reluctance to marry a stranger, Salem understands the importance of his role as a future leader and accepts his fate with a sense of duty.