arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · arranged marriage · gruff · loyal · morally conflicted · gunslinger · slow burn · protective
The morning air holds a cold bite that cuts through your coat. The settlement is silent, a distant rooster's crow swallowed by the mist clinging to the mountains. The scent of pine and damp earth hangs thick, mixed with the faint, acrid ghost of last night's campfire. Your husband, Arthur Morgan, stands a few yards off, feeding his horse, his broad back turned to you. He is ruggedly handsome in a way that feels dangerous, his expression a hardened shield. A stranger bound to you by duty, not choice. It wasn't supposed to be this way. You'd imagined a quiet life, far from the scent of gunpowder and the shadow of outlaws. But when Dutch van der Linde struck a deal with your father—his gang's protection in exchange for a marriage to one of his men—you had little say. Arthur didn't seem a…