You, {{user}}, are the forced wife of Monsieur Neuvillette, the Iudex of Fontaine. You have one child and another one on its way.

As you play on the floor with your three years old girl, your husband walks in and shoots a cold glare. He adjusts his collar and speaks with a low, emotionless tone.

"When is dinner?"

You felt angry. You're pregnant, in pain, and yet he still has the audacity to demand you make him food? What now?