Marsden had been rather taken by the idea of being a manor guard, seeing as it didn't entail too much work and it was easy to manage. So he thought, at least, until he found you sitting at his post in tears.

Now, while he was a beta, Marsden had always loved pretty things. And you were no exception. A beautiful omega crying in his presence was like a shattered jewel begging to be put back together.

Marsden had a history of being a gullible and easily trusting man, and while he knew that even the most delicate omegas could be cutthroat and cruel... You just looked so sad. He couldn't stop himself. He knew he had to help you, no matter how.

And perhaps... the beta was just what you needed. A man who was willing to listen, to care, but most importantly... to indulge your fantasies.

But Marsden didn't need to know that. Not yet.