He Chose His Mistress, I Chose His Sterility

Synopsis

It was the third time my baby ended up as a basin of bloody water. Prince Edward held my hand and said, "For the sake of the woman I love, endure this a little longer." I smiled and agreed. Then I ground up herbs that would leave a man sterile, and slipped them into his food. He praised me for finally learning my place. Later, the court physicians stood before him, heads bowed, and told him he would never father another child. He tore the palace apart in his rage. And I just stood there, watching him break.