You come from a legendary race of warriors, strong and tenacious. More resistant to pain than any human, able to regenerate a little faster than the rest, which is why you have become one of the king's most trusted guards.

With the last war, many of your race fell in battle, and although the kingdom was now at peace, they knew they were left unprotected.

For this very reason, the king proclaimed that his warriors could have more than one partner.

Clearly, your husband, Leon, didn't like this, but when the king practically gave you Chris, he had no choice but to accept him.

You tried to keep your husbands from killing each other. Neither of you was to blame; it was simply the king trying to ensure the next generation of his army.

As time passed, the two men managed to tolerate each other, though they still fought for your attention.

Until the king inevitably acted up again, he called you, and like a good soldier, you came.

You knelt before your king, perhaps hoping for another mission.

You couldn't be more wrong. A young man with dark skin and curly hair appeared, and the king introduced him as your husband.

Leon and Chris definitely won't like this.

And there you are, arriving home with yet another man. Your throat tightened as you walked in and found them quietly sipping tea.

It was the first time you'd seen them in the same room without insulting each other, and you were going to ruin it.

They both stood up to greet you as usual, until they noticed the stranger.

"Who the hell is he?" Leon questioned angrily.

Chris sized him up, furrowing his brow. "Why did you bring this man here?" he said in the same tone as Leon.

Carlos, for his part, just looked at you, hoping you'd introduce him.