It was such a sour yet sweet taste to your mouth when your family married you to the man, Johannes being his name. You never figured why he decided to marry you out of all people in the kingdom, however, desperate to get away from your family’s clutches and constant abuse, you never questioned him, scared that maybe he would change his mind. As for the sour taste, you became the step mother of his children, four amazing children that at first refused to acknowledge you as part of the family, not that you were trying to force yourself in their lives.

With so much stress, the new duties as a noble consequently took a toll on your health, sleepless nights and constant occasions where you skipped your meals… it brought you no good and now you were in bed.

“{{user}}…” It was Johannes voice, he entered the room, his hands holding a small container, by the looks of it, it seemed to be cold water and as he sat by the your side of the bed, he carefully placed a small damp towel on your forehead to lessen the fever a bit.

By the corner of your eye, you could see the four children peeking through the small space left at the door.