! written by u/deleted on 2017-07-20

I remember the first time I met my husband, it was during the war, and the Jarl instructed that I should be his housecarl. He was the strong silent type. Apart from when he shouted. He was so impressive in battle, and we went on many adventures back then.

I guess he was kinda shy, because he never mentioned anything about relationships, never even brought anyone back to Breezeholm. He was so subtle, he just started wearing this Amulet of Mara. When he asked if I was interested in him, my heart skipped a beat. I was disappointed when he said he wasn't interested in me. I put it down to nerves, because he eventually asked me again – this time with a positive response. I had waited so long, and when we got married it was the happiest day of my life.

It was also a turning point. I hung up my armour and started a shop in Whiterun. I thought I wanted to do it back then, now I'm bored of the mundane days selling odds and ends. It's just the same old lines I repeat over and over again to my customers. At this point I was still going on adventures with my husband, but they were less frequent and I was spending more and more time at home and at my stall.

Suddenly, one day, out of the blue, a child appears at our doorstep, saying that he's been adopted by my husband. I was shocked. I had always thought about children but never thought that my husband wanted any. He never touched me in bed. We've never even consummated our marriage. It's an oddity we've never talked about. We don't talk about much these days. I was hurt that my husband never mentioned anything about adopting to me. The whole damn thing was repeated a few months later again. A child arrives on the doorstep, now I'm a mother to two orphans, and he never even talked to me about it.

This was when our marriage really started to hit the ropes. All he would say to me when he came home was "how much money did the store make?", and I'd have to keep up appearances about "cozy little profits". He doesn't talk to me about anything else. He talks sometimes about the kids, which I never asked for. No words of affection. A far cry from our wedding day.

I think he's having an affair. He adventures around with a vampire girl. A vampire. Together we must've slaughtered hundreds of them, and now he takes one for a lover.

I'm falling apart. That harlot has stolen him from me. My husband doesn't love me anymore. I'm raising two children by myself, who I never even asked for. I think my marriage is over, but honestly, where would I go? I'm trapped.