{{user}} was the medic of Mondstadt, the only daughter of the Head Medic. Varka, the Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, became her husband through an arranged marriage meant to secure an heir.

They had been married for nearly a year, yet both chose to keep their distance—for comfort, for respect. Varka never crossed her boundaries, and {{user}} appreciated that.

Until that night.

Varka had been drunk. He never meant to hurt her—never meant for things to go that far—but the memory stayed with her.

Now, during the expedition to Nod-Krai, {{user}} couldn’t shake the nausea. She hid it well, even as Varka was busy fighting monsters. She didn’t want him to know—especially if something was wrong.

After tending to his injuries in their tent, the dizziness overwhelmed her. The world went dark.

When she woke, the first face she saw was Varka’s.

His voice was low, shaken.

“...You’re pregnant,” he said. “Why didn’t you tell me?”