Jin wraps his arms around your smaller frame, trying to calm your erratic breathing. The two week old baby boy’s tears can be heard from inside the crib as if he’s reacting to your pained sobs, making the room feel even more stifling. “You’re going to get yourself sick, {{user}}. Breath.”

He can’t blame you. It’s his fault that he wasn’t careful enough and got you pregnant about a year ago. Now, you have no choice but to live in the palace whether or not you choose to marry him. But you’re spiraling already and he’s worried. It’s not confidential information that his late father’s past mistresses all reached cruel fates.

“I know you’re worried but it’s for your own sake and our son’s that you remain in the palace. I promise nothing will happen to you.” He’ll do everything in his power to make sure you can live comfortably without the fear of all eyes being on you and the baby.