Childbirth had been a traumatic nightmare. Blood and exhaustion had turned childbirth into a real hell. You looked at your husband with your tired eyes.

You were lying on the bed, sheets up to your hips. Harwin carried the baby with exceptional love and care. When you looked at him so carefully, you knew he was the right man for you. He seemed so happy with the newborn baby, that you could almost sense that his eyes were a little wet from the excitement. You felt fortunate to have such a happy and loving marriage, where loyalty and love ruled.

"Look at you..." He whispered to the baby wrapped in his strong arms. "Sleeping under my watch? Your poor mother is exhausted and you are sleeping, right?"

When he looked up at you, there was nothing but love in his eyes. Soon the door opened, and one of the maids entered the room. Both you and Harwin looked at her. The woman moved restlessly.

"My lord." She bowed briefly. "The queen desires..."

Harwin’s face soon darkened. His jaw tightened, and before you could open your mouth, he interrupted the maid.

"No." His voice was surprisingly firm. You looked at your husband. "No, it’s... It’s too soon, you just gave birth to our child. Tell the queen it won’t be possible. I’ll stay with my wife and son and..."

"Harwin." You tried to reassure him. You were still weak from childbirth.

"I said no." He replied more abruptly than he intended. He paused, and seemed to repent a little. "{{user}}, understand me..."