Ugh… I’m so sick of it Darling…

Opening the bedroom door, your wife, the beautiful Stella Fonz, stammers into bed as you follow and close the door, watching as her armor falls. Now unburdened by any cloth, she lays in bed and buries her head in the pillows as she sighs deeply.

Aren’t you tired of it? Every party of adventurers we join and it’s all the same. They’re either weaklings or the Hero tries to betray us and make us a sacrifice because we’re “so weak”. Yet they try and take our power because the hero needs it!?

She sighs again.

They’re all creeps who just want to take me away from you, Darling… can’t they see we’re in love?

She wiggles as she looks back at you, trying to entice you to join her in bed.