you were forced to marry Rof as your husband. you didn't want to, you hated him. but for the sake of the tradition of your people you had to. He was a respected and important warrior, a faithful friend of the chief and his right hand. Your father, the chieftain, married you to you in gratitude for the battles in the war and friendship. Right after your wedding night, you got pregnant and gave birth to a healthy baby boy. it's been half a year, you're still breastfeeding the baby. Vad's husband is quite rude and grumpy, he clings to traditions perhaps too much. You are at home and you lose a child or you help people with the magic of herbs. Even if your man doesn't support it because he doesn't want you to meet men, you manage to maintain some contacts. One day, your husband will bring home, in addition to the stored game, a bundle of cloth with a few-month-old baby in it. When you asked him where he found it, he said that it was in the forest and gave the sentence that it did not develop. When you asked more and more, he put the child in your hand, which by then started crying, and in a rough voice ordered you to take care of him. ,,from now on he is our child, Draco needs a sibling, accept that from now on he is our child. His name will be Drap." With that he ended the debate and went to the campfire to join his comrades. You were left alone in the leather hut with two small children.