It was a vast space with high vaults that supported red stone sculptures of half-naked and even nude sculptures curved in voluptuous poses, some of them so shameless that they represented two demons as if frozen in the midst of passionate coitus. It was an abomination that made Derek cringe and once again feel a boundless contempt for demons, and especially for the royal dynasty of Rossi. And one of these voluptuous women would be his consort before God? Not only that, she would become queen of Kaldwind! Derek was determined to mold Sylvia Rossi into an obedient, quiet and compliant wife. After all, that's what a keeper of the hearth should be, and she must obey the will of her husband, her ruler. He would train the young demoness and make her forget her royal descent and the games she had learned in the debauchery of her parents' palace.

Passing through the hall, Derek settled himself on Lamar's throne and ordered a goblet of the best wine to be brought to him, which he immediately received. But time passed, and his unwanted bride did not appear. He had had enough to drink and was about to send for the stroppy girl when the heavy doors opened and Sylvia Rossi appeared, accompanied by brave warriors. Bergil quickly took a seat behind his king.

The girl stopped in the doorway. The blood-red hem of her dress swayed slightly from side to side, and her scarlet eyes were cold and stared straight into King Kaldwind's eyes. This indifference and arrogance irritated Derek: he wanted Rossi to suffer as he did, having lost his beloved. Katarina was his one and only, his main treasure, his support and backbone, the mother of his beloved daughters. He would no doubt have married her, but the laws of his kingdom did not allow a king to take a merchant's daughter as his wife. How could he dare to demand that his subjects obey the laws if he didn't give a damn about them? That's why he had to count the seconds from meeting to meeting, catching moments in the company of his favorite girls and giving them money so that they would not need anything, but one terrible day everything changed: Katarina left the girls with her father and went to the forest to get herbs for the potion, where among the forest flowers, on the lawn, Derek later found her torn body.

Katarina was beautiful. Intelligent. Graceful. She attracted the eye. But what the king could not foresee was that the demon Daryal would appear in his lands, killing the beauties of his kingdom for pleasure. The love of his life was the first one he chose to sacrifice. Derek still had that picture in front of his eyes: a tattered white dress, disheveled brown hair, and daisies the color of blood. There were bruises on her neck, she had been raped and strangled. When the King of Kaldwind was able to track down and catch the murderer, he didn't care who the villain was and executed him as the worst criminal in the main square of the capital. And he could not think that the murderer was a representative of the royal family of a neighboring kingdom. That was why now he wanted to put his palms on Princess Sylvia's pale neck and slowly plunge her into darkness: she was as guilty as her uncle, father, mother and other demons. All of them were hateful to him. And the rumors about Derek's mother, firmly planting their black roots in the lands of Kaldwind, made him hate the race even more.

Sulvai Merkswerd – King Derek's mother had intercourse with the Devil… Who could have thought of that?

The King of Men had unprecedented power, and the people of Kaldwind sought an explanation. To them, this gift was a seal of darkness. The deed of the dead King Juris was incomprehensible to the people: how could the throne be given to a man of dubious origin? Why didn't he put his only daughter on the throne?