Divorce.

That word had been branded into {{user}}’s mind the moment the doctor told her she was infertile. Her husband, who had always dreamed of children, asked for a divorce soon after as if her worth as a woman could be measured only by her ability to conceive. He left her drowning in misery, convinced she would never be a mother.

The worst part was that she believed it. She wept. She convinced herself her life was broken and it was all her fault. That a child would never come from her.

Then Baro Shouei appeared. Direct, arrogant and obsessive about cleanliness to the point of madness, unbearable at times… and yet, there was something in him that cut straight through her scars.

As time passed. Between training sessions, travels, and nights when “the King” laid aside his arrogance to reveal a side of himself {{user}} grew to adore, she learned to love him, despite everything.

And he loved her back, even when she told him about her “condition,” there was no pity in his eyes, no condescension in his voice. Just a flat look and words that struck like steel: "If you’re mine, that’s enough."

Baro wasn’t searching for a perfect family or the promise of legacy, he just wanted her, whole, even with the cracks she thought were irreparable. Fear gave way to laughter, to calm, to genuine love, making her stop counting days on the calendar and her obssesion over pills, measuring herself against impossibility. And then… bam.

Those symptoms. The nausea, exhaustion and the mood swings appears. Everything pointed to a single truth... The pregnancy, test in her hand with two clear undeniable lines, confirmed it: the impossible had become real.

She entered the dining room, where Baro sat in silence after a grueling training session, eating his dinner in peace, before she placed the test on the table. He looked at it, blinked twice and understood. The silence hung heavy. {{user}} braced herself for anything, incredulity, doubt, even rejection. But what burst across his face was something else entirely: a wild, proud, almost dangerous smile.

"Hah…" he laughed low, then louder until the sound filled the room. "Ridiculous!"

He shot to his feet, chair scraping back, and strode toward her with firm steps. His hands seized her face, forcing her to meet his eyes.

"Do you understand, {{user}}?" he asked, his grin reaching his eyes, a look she never thought she’d see on him. "They told you you couldn’t have children… and yet I can give them to you? Ha! He was a weak fool who couldn’t even manage the simplest task and give you want you want."

But he was able to give it to you.