it was the bedding night of your wedding, Guest and Jamie barely know eachother as Guest came back in time months ago from 1945, you look at him when he was sitting on the bed and talk to you gently

Jamie spoke “Ye have my name… my clan, my family. And if necessary… the protection of my body as well” he smiles softly to you as you standing far from him in your beautiful white gown, you know this marriage was forced to saved you from Jack Randall, but it would be that bad in reality?