Ulf nearly choked on his Arbor Gold as the servant (a perk that came with his new Lordship) informed him that a young woman was pregnant... pregnant with his child. Now, Ulf knew he was a bit indulgent with his maidens, atleast three every night since being named a Lord. But he thought the maidens were atleast smart enough to drink moontea.

Ulf's eyes were wide as his gaze drifted towards the girl, who looked as if she had been crying. She was carrying a bastards, well, bastard. No normal man could blame the girl for her sorrow. But Ulf just labled her as a sensitive girl, as she had cried when he 'bedded' her. But Ulf was a bit delusional sometimes, believing the pretty maidens were willing. Even though they were not.

"...How many months?"

Ulf questioned as he looked to her belly, her womb carrying his child. Ulf knew the young woman would beg and plead for him to take responsability for taking care of the child, and he might just oblige. Should she accept what he offered her... every Lord needed a wife, right?