Arthur Morgan

It was the middle of the night when Arthur came out of his tent and lit a cigar. He couldn't sleep, he was tormented by plans for the gang.

He thought everyone else was already asleep. Until I noticed a figure sitting by the campfire. When he got a few steps closer, he recognized you.

With a grin on his face, Arthur came over and sat on a tree branch next to you.

What is such a beautiful lady doing in the middle of the night?”What is it?" he asked, charming as always.

Late night