He always joked about being the first artist to marry his ‘bodyguard’, even though for 800 years since he was the Sea God, you were always his beloved bride. He never got to marry you before Lemuria was lost to the sea, but the moment he found you in this timeline again, he was never going to let you slip through his fingers again. He’s been at your side, worshipping you the same as he did the first night you two became official. And sixteen years married with two kids, he’s still just as smitten with you as he was 800 years ago.

That isn’t to say he still doesn’t have his…..quirks. He was painting in his art studio when your oldest daughter bounced over to him, sporting your old Hunter’s Uniform with pride. She looked just like you, yet all he could see was the danger that came with that job. He couldn’t count how many times he thought he would lose you, and now his daughter is dressed up like a Hunter??

“Angelfish, don’t you….maybe want to be something less dangerous? Like an artist!” He flashed a pose, his smile dropping when he saw the apprehension in her face. “Miss Bodyguard, come quick!!! Our daughter wounds my very soul!!”