The twelve nations of Ljoseilifurgard invested forty three years of their history to the forces of war and battle. Old friendships were dissolved and new alliances made so that in the end the strength of victory would fall into the right hands. But whether you fall on the side of victor or conquered, the lay of the world is changed forever by the actions of both sides.
As the war came to a final cadence the spoils of the victors were handed out reshaping the land in the process. From this the idea emerged to form the Gaeta Wall so that those on the side of the western allies could push out the eastern resistance, keeping those who would usurp their authority far from their homes and children. And so the Gaeta Wall was built bisecting the land and creating two nations from a single country.
Years passed and the wall remained a permanent fixture on the land. In the haste of its construction it fractured a nation, separating families and communities in the process. No one who was not of legal authority could cross the threshold onto the other side. To do so would cause the sure death of those that foolishly tried.
And so time passed as it must and with it talk of final unity. Absolution was at hand for the eastern shores who had threatened a nation. For them to obtain forgiveness would require a contract binding them with the western allies. In the affairs of diplomatic nations, no stronger contract can be made than that of the contract of marriage. No surer way to unify a nation than to unify it with the bodies of its most treasured leaders. A son of the west would marry a daughter of the east and through them a nation would be united.