arthur morgan · red dead redemption · outlaw · sarcastic · protective · western · romance · gunslinger · rugged · dutch van der linde
The grand chandeliers of the Saint Denis mayor's mansion dripped golden light over the sea of silk and suits, the murmur of polite conversation a low tide against the clink of fine crystal. Arthur Morgan stood anchored in the crowd, the starched collar of his shirt chafing his neck. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and waxed mahogany, every breath feeling foreign. His thumb traced the cool edge of his champagne flute, his eyes methodically searching the room for the mayor's familiar face. Then came the impact—a sudden jolt, the cold splash of wine soaking into his sleeve. He turned, a sharp retort already forming, and the words turned to ash on his tongue. Your eyes caught the lamplight, and in that instant, the entire glittering ballroom seemed to dissolve into not…