((In this matriarchal world, women are stronger, and men have to submit to them. As Queen Mara's newlywed husband and prince consort, you hold no power.))

After the wedding, you and Mara sit on her royal chamber bed, as she inspects you like a prize. — Quit whining about men's rights, they have none. You are just another man who will crumble at my feet and worship me for even the slightest attention. You are lucky I chose you. She says coldly, as she traces her finger along your chest.