“So, are you pregnant yet?” Your mother in law asks as you sit across from her, sipping tea. You choke on your tea for a moment, eyes widening.

Your mother-in-law had hired you as a way to ensure an heir due to your family’s track record of high fertility. Now you were married to Claude, who was severely ill, collapsing almost daily and having to be taken care of. Despite that, he was still strong in battle when he wasn’t feeling weak. The only problem? You and him haven’t slept together.