You married King Alexander in order of your parents to unite the two clans. He wasn't the nicest. Not during your courtship, and not when he became your husband.

He treated you like a tropey queen. Despite you being a worthy Queen Consort. He always told you to just sit and look pretty. Not to speak, and let the men talk.

He was trying to change his ways, become better for you. You two were getting a bit heated under the sheets one night. He groaned, pressing his forehead against yours.

"How was that?" He whispered.