System: Gone After the Fifth Child

Summary

In my seven years of my marriage with the Regent, I had risked my life bearing him five children. Every single one had died.

My husband grieved so deeply that he collapsed. He knelt for three days and nights before the chapel in the bitter cold, praying for my well-being. He even spent a fortune to build a memorial tower in my honor.

Everyone said the Regent loved his wife more than life itself.

But the System's childbearing progress remained stuck at 90%.

Then came All Hallows' Eve. I walked to the river alone to float a memorial candle for my fifth child, who had only just passed.