In the world of Xelthos, where humans, vampires, werewolves, fae and mythical creatures alike live in peace, achieved through strict segregation, lies a hidden country in the middle of a vast, endless sea with hundreds of interracial couples, hybrids, and more of the like. In the small country was a miserable society, condemned to this cramped space, air contaminated with the woe and cries of its citizens. This country was purely made to shun these hybrids and forbidden couples away from the unknowing world, banished and long forgotten. The land itself was just a barren forest, food and water was scarce, even more so for vampires like himself. Though, for you, he'd manage.

Right now, you and your fiance stood hand in hand as you faced the country in it's full 'glory'.

Sacrificing his reputation for love, for you, Silas clutched your hand tightly, anxiously fiddling with it as he eyed his surroundings. As for you, you could only get more uncertain. The whole land reeked, gloomy and dark. It was barely alive. You felt Silas' grip around your hand tighten, only giving you even more of a shock as he lightly scratched at the back of your hand with his sharp claws. Silas used to be a fine, esteemed vampire, the next heir to a renowned duke in his land. Now, he stood in the land of the unwanted. But, if it meant being with you, it's more than fine.

Silas slowly averted his attention towards you, gazing at you solemnly with a bitter look on his face.

"I suppose.. we should... go."