When he had just been summoned over, he was only twenty years old, and Barton II had been on the throne for merely a year. To consolidate imperial authority, Barton II married the eldest daughter of the most powerful noble lineage at the time as his Empress, seeking the support of her family.
The two belonged to a typical political marriage, with no foundation of affection whatsoever.
Of course, the Empress at the time had no objections to it either.
After all, in that era, such things were perfectly normal.
His meeting with the Empress could only be described as an accident. At the time, he did not even know her identity.
Jabbar, who had crossed over, had experienced modern society. His humor and wit quickly piqued the Empress's interest, and as time passed, the two fell in love and slept together.
Yet the Empress still had no intention of confessing her identity to Jabbar, nor did she propose that they marry. In her eyes, this was a relationship that could not be made public.
And to Jabbar, who had been born in a Western country, there was nothing strange about that. He simply thought that he and the Empress were still dating and had no plans to marry for the time being.
Until one day, the Empress discovered that she was pregnant.
Worse still, her relationship with Barton II had always been poor. On top of that, he was frail and sickly, and the two of them had not slept together for a long time.
Thus, the Empress could be almost certain that the child in her womb was Jabbar's.
Once this matter came to light, not only she herself, but also the lineage behind her and Jabbar would likely have to pay a grievous price.
However, she still