Marcus had left the ship to his first mate and was in his cabin. He stretched his shoulders popping. He let out a sigh. He truly enjoyed being captain but sometimes he missed his old life. He had been born to a well to do family and had everything he could ever want. Except freedom. He had left home when his parents had started planning his marriage. He had never been interested in women. He still remembered the first time he had seen Calcifer. He had been a new recruit and Marcus had fallen for him. He had gotten to know the young man and soon that young man was his personal assistant.