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On my wedding day, my husband led his army in and slaughtered my entire family. He drove his sword through my father's chest. Then he stepped over my mother's body and married me anyway. I smiled as I drank the wine. Then I whispered in his ear, "Guess whose baby I'm carrying, General." Three years later, I sat on the throne and watched them drag him into the palace. He crawled toward me like a madman. "That kid is mine, right?" I rested a hand on my growing belly and smiled at the Regent beside me. "Leon, tell him what last name this child will take."