Daughter-In-Law?

A light rain fell across Lothian City, washing away the last, lingering signs of the previous week's Harvest Festival celebrations. Soon, the rainy season would begin in earnest, and the people of Lothian March would spend days at a time under a sky covered by a wet, gray blanket of clouds, rarely seeing the sun. 

Across the march, demons would grow bolder, raiding farms for livestock or striking at poorly defended villages in the hopes of causing as much devastation as they could while defenders huddled in their homes and around fires to ward off the damp chills of the season. 

In the summer, Lothian March resembled a lush paradise and its soldiers fought freely beneath the sun like the anointed champions of the Holy Lord of Light. But in the fall and winter, the demons fought back with the ferocity and tenaciousness of wolves and the world itself seemed to aid them with constant storms and long, cold nights.