"Well, your father and I were in love and we were married but I wanted a lot of children, and then almost a year after our marriage, he told me about the curse... I was so upset that I let my fae side take over... He was blasted out the window of our room and beyond the grounds. I sealed him out of the manor with magic and he slept in a poor conjured tent for a week leaving me wreaths made of my favourite flowers in apology..."