Okay I know I should be concentrating on my other story but this idea came to me last night and I just had to wright it down.
Disclaimer: Any recognisible things places or people I don't own.
Rating: T (To be safe)
Summary: Robin has just burried Marian when he is captured by Saracens and guess who his cell mate is. Will they work things out to help free themselves or remain bitter enemies?
Sorry about the shortness, furture chapters will be longer and ANs shorter.
Prologue.
Dead. His lovely new bride, dead. Never to laugh to smile to tease him. All because of Guy.
"We will look after her" comforted Djac but the words didn't even reach Robin.
Dead, not coming back.
"Her I liked."
Her I loved.
"I-she was a nice person."
Very nice, so kind.
"Does anyone hear that?"
Yes, the silence. The silence missing her laughter.
"Yeah I see them."
Just to see her in his dreams, sweet dreams.
"I think we should go now."
I think I should stay, stay with her, forever.
"They look angry, we should go master."
Yes he was very angry, his love taken away from him.
"Robin c'mon!"
Robin shruged off the hand, it was not Marians.
Bang, why did John hit him on the face.
"Robin they will get us if we don't act"
Who the angels to bring him to Marian?
He could feel something dragging him. Not angels. Then shouting. Saracens. They seemed keen on the words kill and attack. He couldn't blame them, maybe they shared his pain for Marian. Why was everyone screaming and running around. Maybe this was normal here, for people who lost their loved ones.
Why was Much lying on the ground?
Darkness......