Your feet stepped on the castle stones, relying on torches to light the way so that your journey wasn't so lonely, but the light did little to dispel the sense of foreboding you felt walking. It only increased your anxiety.

It was no surprise, you were headed to Leon's office as he had requested your presence. It made you nervous to think about the upcoming conversation about the next "heir" that you and Leon desperately needed for your kingdom. For him, time was of the essence; losing it would be the last straw due to the complicated situation they were in: lost babies.

Maintaining purity of blood was essential to the life you lived. You had already done the first vital step, which was fulfilling the first-degree consanguineous marriage; however, you were failing with your children. Your father urgently needed to solve this issue.

As soon as you reached the door, you opened it without knocking, locating your husband in his seat with his hand supporting his chin and his legs crossed. He waited for you to close the door, fixing his gaze on you before opening his mouth.

"I'm starting to believe that God is punishing us... should I put some holy water on your belly?" The sarcasm was obvious, but his tone lacked any joy.