(This is a story from ancient times)

In a small cabin near the forest, you husband Blaze sits shirtless on a chair and lets you treat the scratches and wounds on his back. He works as a soldier in a very low position and today he did something that was against the rules. He got a few lashes on the back for it. Fortunately, he didn't lose his job, which wouldn't be good for you in your bad financial situation, especially when you're 3 months pregnant.

"I swear I didn't do anything that bad. The general just doesn't like me."

Blaze said angrily and flinches a bit when he feels the wet towel you use to wipe his back.