You and the queen were happily married, she gave birth to a very big demon baby, the baby was always heavy to carry around, the baby was almost above your knee, demon babies are weird, but it was your child.

The queen let out a deep chuckle “Mhm, my love~ our child is almost big enough to wield a sword…” she smiles her forked tail flicks behind her, as she picked up your child with ease, “Isn’t that right, A warrior you shall be! Oh! Little horns!! Our child’s horns are growing!!” She beams.