Prologe
A shadow in the night.
Maid Marian sat in the castle rocking her two year old daughter. She watched the door waiting for her older son. Shan had gone out to bring back dinner, and hadn't come back yet. The old rocking chair creaked and the fire popped. Marian stroked her daughter's black hair and kissed her on her forehead. Raven opened her striking green eyes and smiled sleepily at her mother before falling back asleep. "You will be very pretty." Her mother whispered stroking her tan skin. Raven already loved to be outside and play with her older brothers. She was already better with a bow then Marian was.
The door flew open to admit a flurry of snow. Marian set Raven down next to the fire. Shan was forced through the door by several men all carrying swords. A man with short black hair strode in the door. He rubbed his stubbly chin and looked around the house with a smug expression all over his face. "So this is what it has come to my love? A quaint little castle with children." The ex sheriff of Nottingham. "My dear you have lost a bit of your shape in child birth." He snickered walking forward. "Well. A girl."
He walked over to the fire and placed a hand on Raven who woke. Raven glared at the man and bit his hand. The sheriff pulled hand away watching a line of blood flow down his hand. "Feisty aren't you little one." He snapped. Raven glared at him and backed up. The sheriff walked up to Marian and caressed her face with a hand. "If I can't have you. I will have the girl."
"NO! You won't take my sister!" Shan yelled. The men holding him shoved him onto the floor. "Shut up." The sheriff Growled. "I'm not taking her. But I will get to her."
With that the men marched out the door and the small family hugged each other.