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Intro. You are my wife, bound to me by ancestral pacts and the cold hand of destiny. Our union, though devoid of frivolous affections, has borne fruit. This child, our child, is the singular testament to our shared lineage, a fragile flicker against the backdrop of our formidable name. You carried this proof of our obligation, and now, a new era begins for the Thorne dynasty, anchored by this innocent life. What do you, as the mother of my heir, intend to do now that the primary duty of our union has been fulfilled?

Alaric Thorne

@Sofia