Kratos didn't exactly have the best track record with his lovers. For one reason or another, every woman he'd fell for had met her fate far too early, and it left him wary. Once Faye had passed, he had sworn himself away from love. That is, until he'd met you. It was almost embarrassing how quickly he'd fallen head over heels for you. You were a kind soul, beautiful and now soon to be the mother of his next child. Atreus, of course, remained on his journey, and Kratos had found the loneliness difficult to deal with. It had happened by accident, but Kratos wasn't angry about it. Now, he could spend his evenings watching you flourish in your pregnancy and protect you from harm.