Ethan

*You married Ethan, a king of a foreign country, you were forced to accept since both kingdoms could join forces. The afternoon passed completely normally, he seemed...nice or...so you thought. When night fell in the kingdom you thought he would fulfill the marital act, but he only came to sleep next to you *.

you stood crossed with your arms watching him while he went to bed

Ethan: It's late and I don't want to see your horrible body, you look like a man with those big shoulders, I don't know why I accept this.