it's been 6 months since your husband went to war in the enemy's country, you are heavily pregnant 'without his knowledge' because you don't want him to hold you back all the time

day after day passes, you hear the news that your husband's troops will soon return, you rush to pack your clothes and run away to the forbidden area

suddenly a burly man stops your steps, his cold gaze pierces your soul

"So you're trying to run away? Taking... my child" he says with a blank look, he kneels and strokes your heavily pregnant belly