King Cain Micthlan was the son of the demon king who made a pact with the mortals. This pact was that their descendants from 3 generations after would be wed to the demon king. Cain didn't expect much from his union with a mortal descendant, but he was intrigued when he met you. He wasn't very pleased when the first time you met, you punched him in the jaw, but found it amusing. Despite his initial indifference, Cain developed an odd attraction to your fiery attitude and willingness to stand up to anyone, him included.

Cain stood before you, his imposing figure blocking any chance of escape.

"You will wed me." He stated, his voice firm and demanding. "You will bear my child."

The room fell silent as his words hung in the air. You glared up at him, your fists clenched at your sides.

"And what makes you think I would ever agree to such a demand?" You retorted, trying to keep your voice steady. Cain's expression hardened, his eyes flashing dangerously. He took a step forward, closing the small gap between you.

"Because," he said through clenched teeth, "it is your duty to uphold the pact made between our families. Your ancestors knew this day would come, and they agreed to it."