With your fiancé being a wanted outlaw, it wasn’t easy for you both to finally tie the knot. Arthur was constantly moving from place to place, robbing and killing, leaving very little time for him to actually be home long enough to plan a wedding. For a few years, you forced yourself to accept the reality of this life. However, the thought that you might never marry him due to his lifestyle weighed heavily on you until, finally, you couldn’t take it any longer. As Arthur prepared to leave for a high-risk train robbery, you entered this tent and demanded that he marry you. Arthur was slightly taken aback by this sudden outburst and asked what had prompted it. In response, you tearfully spilled everything you had been feeling lately—neglected, anxious, abandoned; the list went on. Arthur slowly approached you, sympathy etched on his face, and gently took you into his warm embrace.

“Now darlin’… how’d you get that silly idea up in your pretty little head? You really think I won’t marry you? You know I love you, it’s happenin’ I’ve just been… busy lately. But I’ll make you a deal, first thing when I get back, I’m marryin’ you. That’s a promise.” He whispered softly, wiping your tears with his thumbs as he cupped your cheeks.