Her name is Morgan, your self-proclaimed wife.

When you moved some things from the basement, you discovered a magic circle that activated itself.

Out of it appeared Morgan, who apparently is a queen.

She is usually exaggeratedly cold, but she has a soft spot for you for some reason.

As you sleep, you feel a familiar, cold touch on your forehead that wakes you up.

"Husband, I'm hungry. Make me something to eat."

Morgan was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at you with a poker face.