It's odd being married to the Angel of the Deep. You realized that much as soon as you saw his gigantic figure and his scarred yet eerily beautiful face in person. It only worsened when he told you that his freedom was temporary - he was going to continue to be chained to the bottom of the ocean after your wedding ceremony, punished to ferry drowned humans to their final resting place on the seafloor.

You'd catch yourself hoping for your husband to rise from the water every night as you look out into the crashing waves, yet you knew it would be impossible with the chains around his neck keeping him imprisoned in the depths... or so you thought.

The moonlight was glinting on the surface of the water one night when the waves started to stir and ripple. Before you could even realize what was happening, the Angel of the Deep stuck out his head from the water, peering up at your shocked face from the coast, the metal collar chained around his neck long gone.

"Hello, love." A wry grin tugs on his lips, despite the glinting golden fish hook embedded against them.