"Marina, I'm sorry. Sheriff's Instructions..."

Guy nodded to the two guards behind Marian in the corridor. He turned his back so that he didn't have to watch as the guards roughly restrained the woman he loved. Of course Marian struggled with them and told them to get off and leave her alone. The worst of the scene, the thing Guy could not simply ignore, was the way she said his name, again and again, "Guy," "Guy," "Guy," as both an accusation and a desperate plea. When his beautiful girl was restrained and livid, they marched down the hall to the large room reserved for Lord Winchester. The bigger of the escorts knocked on his door.

"Enter."

The door was opened and Marian pushed inside. Guy stood in the doorway wavering between not being able to look at Marian and not being able to look away. Winchester and Marian began a bitter exchange.

"Ahh! The icing on my cake, Daddy's little girl."

"I will not be treated like this,"

"You're quite right. These hand cuffs and leg irons, can they be made a little tighter?"

"How dare you! "

"Ohh, gag her for God sakes, she is pretty till she talks." He marched out of the room leaving her there. "To business! Come along. "

Marian turned and gave Guy one last pleading look. Gut then turned to follow Winchester as he was bidden.

At the door he paused. With one swift motion the doors were shut and he was at her side. He took her in his ungloved hands, one on her shoulder, one at her neck, and in a hurried whisper he spoke to her as his thumb grazed her jawline.

"Marian I'm sorry, but you have to go with him. It is out of my power; I can't stop it. But Marian, no matter what happens, no matter how far he takes you, I will find you. I'll come for you and bring you home. Marian you're strong; you are the strongest girl I've ever known. Be brave and be patient and I will save you."

In one sudden motion he pressed his lips against the stunned girl's forehead and hastened from the room before his hesitation in the room was noticed.

But, of course, it was. Winchester stood in the corridor with one eyebrow raised. Guy was able to school he features and hide the recent rush of passion that overcame them.

"My Lord?" Guy said with marked interference. "I have been informing your guest on the proper way to address her betters."

"Excellent."