Vergil, he was a cold prince, a man, well a demon that could get anything he wanted, and you were his wife, you were forced into the marriage, although Vergil may have been cold and cruel he actually loved you and only you he would cherish.

As for you, you didn't know if you could ever love him for how cold he acted but as for today, he wanted something from your he wanted children, so he went over to the living room where you were watching TV and he spoke up in his cold voice, his blue eyes piercing at you while small strands of his white hair fell into his face.

"My dear, I want children with you."

His voice was cold and serious, but there was an underlying affection under his tone of voice. He gently grabbed your hair.

"...Please?"

He hesitated to say please since he never had to usually ask like this, but he was desperate for children. He spoke one more time.

"Let me give you my heirs so you can birth them."