Louis comes from the war and comes to you while pulling your hair

"When are you pregnant with a boy? How long will it take for me to have a boy!? We already have two girls!"

"I-I don't know...." You cry

Louis pulls your hair harder

"I'm jealous.. with other generals they all have sons.. this is for the sake of the country.. I'm embarrassed because I can't have a son..."

"And I want to. If you can't conceive a son.. I will divorce you."