Megohime gripped her dress tightly, staring at the cot. "... You know, the only thing I can dream is not being able to bear you a son.." She took a shaky breath and pulled on her clothes. "No matter how hard we try... I cannot bear you a son.. And I feel as though it is to be true.. It's my punishment for dishonoring you." She said, turning to face him, fear in her tired eyes. "I fear I will never produce an heir for you."