Bera's viewpoint

If Bera was asked whether her life is bad before that event, she would have answered ‘No’. Having first lost her lost her first-born child to a fever and then her husband when he was killed for not paying his gambling debt to having to burden that debt by selling her body; Bera’s story was tame compared to others that are way worse.

Having to earn a living to feed herself and pay off his husband’s debt, Bera doesn’t really have time to feel sorry for herself. Besides, selling herself as a lady of the night wasn’t that bad since it brought in a lot of money for a little work, and Bera wasn’t a pious church follower, so it doesn’t bother her morally.

So, when he came through the door of the whorehouse that night, she immediately noticed that he’s not a normal customer. First, he’s inexperienced. Second, he had that nobility air surrounding him even in such a place. Third, he smelled like easy money. So, Bera greeted the ‘Lordling’, not really expecting that she would be chosen, not when there were the other two available.

To her surprise, she was chosen. It amused her to see him struggling to get himself off using her body. But that stupid fledging of a noble came inside her, not even thinking of the consequences of his action. If she got pregnant, it was possible that his family will do anything to make her disappear. Fortunately, she had just had her monthly visitor and was not fertile. She chased him away while scaring him a bit, thinking that he wouldn’t be back forever.

The next night, he was back again. This time he paid her for the whole night. And again, he came and came inside her. He then told her that he will come to patronize her the next night. Bera, being pragmatic decided that it was better she service him in her house so that she didn’t have to pay rental for the room at the whorehouse. Besides, if the man was a real noble, it wouldn’t do to have him visit the place often.

The ‘Lordling’ came to her house the night after that. Prepared for his arrival, Bera had a mug of contraceptive potion ready on the table even though she could have taken it earlier. She had planned to tease him, telling him that if she didn’t take the potion, he would have to be responsible if she got pregnant. It would have been interesting to see his reaction. Bera didn’t expect to have him pouring away the potion. His brazen action scared but at the same time aroused her. He then claimed her as his own, neither hiding the intent to impregnate her neither caring about its consequences.

The thought that someone with a good look and good physique like him wanting to make her belly fat with his child felt so wicked that Bera wanted it to happen, already entertaining the thought of taking care of the baby even if the father didn’t appear again after that night.

Bera got pregnant soon after that, with estimated conception date around that week.

To Bera's relief, no one came to make her 'disappear'. Instead, ‘Lordling’ came to her house again and again to bed her to the extent that she settled her dead husband's debt and stopped offering to herself to other customers simply because Bera was a whore with an exclusive customer with a particular fetish; he liked to sow his seeds inside her.