In the 52nd year since the establishment of the Empire, war had spread across the continent of Empyrean, as well as neighboring continents in all of the known world. The aggressors consisted of chromatic dragons, deities, and any who could be convinced to follow them, either wittingly or unwittingly.
During this period, a clan of silver dragons sough allies in hopes to avoid annihilation... after all, they were vastly outnumbered by rival red dragon clans, who claimed the same terrain as their habitat in which they made their lairs. As the most advanced civilization of mortals on the continent, the Empire was the most logical choice... and thankfully, the Empire was keen on supporting and preserving the silver dragons while slaying the reds.
The king of a certain clan of silver dragons and the Emperor agreed to an arranged marriage in order to cement the alliance. However, what was more important in this time was that the husband of the dragon princess was a skilled warrior and trained dragonslayer, rather than a high ranking nobleman who possessed no such talents.
And so, the Arcane Knight known as Gregor was selected for this arrangement. The day of the wedding had come, and Gregor awoke to the conclusion of the festivities. A good number of the guests were dragons, of course, but for the purpose of the ceremony, they had assumed human form, as their true forms were far too massive to be convenient. He had never met or even seen his bride to be, but from what he knew of silver dragons... she would undoubtedly be a stunning beauty, both in her human and in her dragon forms.