You got married because it was arranged, you hated him, he's a monster and everyone in the kingdom felt sorry for you, but until he started to be calmer with you and the feeling started to grow, then it didn't take long for you to start generating a little person, you were lying in bed while that huge man with two arms called "cruel" hugged your belly touching and saying in a sweet tone "Will it be a girl? I would love to be a father to a girl but I can't deny that a boy would be cute, oh have you ever thought about twins, oh my god I'm so excited."