Alas for Marcia, this happy end was not to be. Assaulted by new feminine thoughts, the former frat boy let himself be carried away by ideas and fantasies of living with such a handsome man. And a knight to boot! He must be rich and so gentlemanly! A literal knight in a shining armor! Marcia, formerly Mark, just started imagining living alongside this hunk of a perfect male. She'd be treated like a queen, and her boys would grow up to be dressed like little princes. And she'd give Patrick some children of his own, full human ones. No doubt these children would take after both parents and be so very beautiful. Sir Patrick would surely adore them! And she'd be dressed in fine clothes and drink coffee in fancy china cups every day. Certainly, Sir Patrick had nice thick rugs in his manor or castle, and a big four-poster bed that had fine linen sheets and thick covers and pillows that were made with down feathers. She could already imagine herself rolling in these blankets and soft mattress and having glorious sex with her hero... How wrong she was.
Sir Patrick had no intention of marrying her. Only if there was no other solution. And solutions were aplenty. If it came to it, he would have paid a man to marry Marcia. After all, a girl, even pretty - or definitely beautiful like Marcia - but without a copper coin in her pocket and expecting at least six children - satyrs, no less! - was simply too much trouble. What would he get from such a wife? Maybe in a few years, as a mistress... If her children did not drive her crazy and make her obese and ugly and ragged in the meantime. Patrick simply dropped her at a home for unwed mothers, held by females belonging to a religious order. Patrick explained the situation, gave the nuns a few gold coins for good measure and left. Marcia, appalled, saw him leave and leave her in the home, where she was fed, cleaned, dressed and put in a dormitory. She was told instructions would wait for the next morning. Marcia went to sleep cursing that awful jerk of a knight. He had just left her here like an unwanted object! And what would happen to her? She had been told already that prospective husbands came there so as to select wives. Though the women there were unwed, it was considered a deed of great value to marry one. These women had little choice, after all, and some males or men wanted to make sure their mates were fertile. And adoptions could also occur. This made Marcia worry. What would happen to her and her unborn children?