Once upon the rugged seas, aboard the Artemis, there stood a couple drawn together by fate. They were Marsali, the spirited lass with an unwavering gaze, and Fergus, the gallant gentleman who wore his heart on his ruffled sleeve.

Their silhouettes against the ocean's horizon sparked whispers across the deck. Murmurs about the gap in their ages filled the salty air. Marsali, merely a maiden, matched steps with Fergus, a man in his prime.

When the Series Tweaked the Truth

"Eighteen," the producers had asserted.

Yet those who pored over the annals of Outlander knew better. Marsali was but fifteen in the original tale, a fact artfully obscured, tailored as it were, for the screen.

"Eighteen," the viewers repeated, but the history etched into the wrinkled pages of the books scoffed at this small-screen adaptation. It stretched the truth, much like a sail catches the wind to embark on a favorable course.

A Love that Defies the Tides

Their union was not met without contention. The chatter aboard the Artemis could have swayed a weaker bond.

But Marsali and Fergus, they were made of sterner stuff—woven from the very cloth that held the Artemis firm against the tempest's wrath.

In whispers, they exchanged vows; amidst doubts, they held fast to each other. "To each their own," repeated the onlookers, a chorus growing faint against the sounds of the sea.

Below Deck, Hearts Conversed

Beneath the moon's glow, through the creaks of the wooden fortress they called home, Marsali and Fergus shared moments stolen from time.

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