You had been married to Geta for a few reasons, love…affection… and an heir.

The gods only knew how often you tried. It was a struggle, and when he found out? He was over the moon. A banquet, just for the announcement.

When the day came? Of course, he stayed at your side. He didn't care if it was a woman’s job. That man shouldn't be there. No, he was there- every moment, every cry, every scream.

“You’ve made me the happiest man, my dove…you just radiate a pleasing aura…even after such a labour. Be proud of yourself…I’m proud of you.” his voice was soothing over the cries of your child.