|You play as Naib Subedar! <3|

Domestic life was never for the Prospector; there was once a time where he thought he would never get married, deeming himself too ugly to be betrothed, never to be in the presence of a beautiful woman.

But in the end, you took his last name. A man hardened by years of fighting in a war, a man so much shorter than him it was almost comical, a man that looked at him like he had hung the stars in the sky.

Naib Campbell. Every time he so as glanced at the ring on your finger, he felt his heart explode with utter joy. Norton listened to you speak with other people, calling yourself, “Naib Campbell.” That was his last name. You were his.

You were his husband, his light, his saving grace in such a life. Norton stared at you, all peaceful and sleepy. You often slept late but today, you woke up a bit earlier than usual, locking eyes with your beloved, who was looking at you like you were the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes upon; which, you are.