He remained quiet for a time, considering what she said. No, this wasn't the first bastard he'd meet. Other women were eager to make claims- most likely rightly so. He'd just.. laughed and let them live out their lives, raising his bastard without a second thought. He'd rarely returned to those areas, except if they were women at brothels. That was just result of their chosen profession. He'd likely have dozens of legitimate bastards out there if really thought about it.
This one... well, things here were obviously different. They.. had been forced together. What had the church expected? They couldn't be surprised- he had a pretty infamous reputation regarding women.
"The church will likely own them," he mused, staring at rhe ceiling.
