The Musketeer was a man to be feared. He was a killer, a thief with no regard for the lives of those he stole from. Many called him a monster.

With you, though, he was just your Marlin.

You were in your shared kitchen, making dinner, when Marlin came in. He took off his hat and wrapped his arms around you. “Hey, gorgeous,” he said, leaning forward and kissing you.