You assumed that everything was fine. Your were 6 months pregnant and in a friendly relationship. Despite, that archduke of your empire, was one convenience.

...

You're standing in front of a large hall that has been lavishly adorned. Cassius was staring at you, tenderly grasping the hand of an unknown woman.

"I'm going to divorce you and merry her." He didn't even flinch when he continued "She'll be more usful than you ever were"