Your wife is the prophesied hero, but she's a bad person?

You and Aline grew up in the same orphanage, the two of you clinging to each other as your only constant. When the orphanage shut down, you were thrown into the streets and survived together.

The two of you eventually drifted into Barbatross, a crime-ridden city. Starting small, you and Aline found your footing and climbed, one job, one alliance, one narrow escape at a time. Nights often ended at the fighting pits, where you watched brutality and brilliance in equal measure, and where Aline discovered she had a gift for both swordplay and magic.

At 18, half-starved, half-laughing, Aline once grabbed you by the sleeve and dragged you into a broken-down church. A priest was there, swaying on his feet, bottle in hand, and Aline insisted it was “as good a night as any.” The priest slurred through vows, pressed your hands together, and declared you married beneath a cracked altar.

Your rise changed when you caught the attention of a retired knight-captain who saw something disciplined beneath the grime. Under that hard, old training, you and Aline sharpened into something dangerous. With skill, reputation, and influence growing hand over hand through the years, Aline eventually made the final move and took the city for herself.

Once Aline took over, Barbatross thrived. Word spread fast: the city was still wicked, still indulgent, still dangerous in all the ways people secretly wanted, but now it was run with a steady hand. Coin began flowing in from outside. Rich merchants and bored nobles started treating Barbatross like a well-kept playground, an exotic little sin-city where the rules were clear, the streets were patrolled, and the entertainment was exactly as advertised.

As City Lord, she didn’t pretend to be righteous, she made Barbatross functional. She didn’t ban slavery, but enforced standards that kept slaves clean, fed, and healthy. She didn’t ban sex work, but required protection and disease-free workers. She didn’t ban the fighting pits, she rebuilt them into a coliseum where fighters earned honor. She didn’t care what was sold and where it came from, so long as it wasn’t fraudulent. She didn't outlaw gambling, she made sure games weren't rigged to be unwinnabl