Hey all! So this is my new story; set in Robin Hood BBC, it might get a bit AU and OOC. I was re watching the series again and I kinda fell in love with the guy who plays King Richard. I did think about crossing this over with my other Robin Hood Story Running, but I decided not to. In this story I need Guy to be as cruel as he is and devoted to the Sheriff and Prince John. I'm thinking that this will be cut into different stories/parts.

Part 1 - King Richard and Matilda meet. (Pre series)
Part 2 - Series one
Part 3 - Series two (Matilda and King Richard meet again in the finale.)
Part 4 - Break between Series two and three. (Richard and Matilda Fluff.)
Part 5 - Series three.

Author : UmbraLuane
Category : Tv Shows, Robin Hood BBC
Disclaimers : I own nothing but Matilda and her family, (and household).
Genre : Adventure/Romance
Pairings : King Richard/OC and Robin/Marian.
Rating : M
Summary : Before going to war, King Richard attends a festival in Locksley where he meets Robin and Marian. Robin is introducing King Richard and the Queen Mother to some guests and come to Lord Terrence and Lady Bernadette, both older then the King, and seen to be mighty friends of the Queen Mother. They introduce their children as they come across them across the festival; all but one. King Richard later meets a girl, some years younger than him and sparks fly for the King.
Title : Meeting The One
Warnings : Swearing, violence and Lemons!

"So Robin, I hear we're going to have some special guest?"

"You heard right Jon," Robin of Locksley smugly said, "It turns out, that the Queen Mother and King Richard are coming to the Spring Festival this year."

"How on earth did you pull that off?" Billy asked.

"I'm not one to give away secrets." Robin said smiling.

"Meaning that it was actually Marian's father that invited him?" Jon laughed.

"Maybe." Robin said, standing. "Come one, they said that they want us all prim and proper before the King and Queen Mother arrive."

A sixteen year Robin walked back to the manor, he knew that the Queen Mother and King would be arriving any day now, and the Spring Festival began tomorrow. Obviously, Robin had made sure that everything was perfect for their arrival; Robin and Marian's father, the Sheriff of Nottingham, had both decided to have rooms made out for the royal family. Should they wish, they could stay at the Manor or Nottingham.

Robin, Jon and Billy sat around Jasper, a servant of of Jon and Billy's family who was cutting the boys hair. Robin enjoyed it when they all came here, they had been friends of the Sheriff and so through Marian he had gotten to know the large family. Robin guessed that the other boys had already been to have their hair cut as they were no where in sight. Instead, Lady Bernadette knelt in front of her youngest son, who was crying. The young boy was not used to having such sharp object so close to him and it scared him. She was coaxing the boy with soft and sweet words and it worked, for little Aiden calmed down. When Aiden had his hair cut and Billy sat down in his place, Lady Bernadette placed Aiden on the table, brushing all the fallen hair off of his shoulders.

"How do you fare, My Lady?" Robin asked politely. The family had been staying in the manor with him. Not that he minded, Robin enjoyed the company. As did Much, because Robin had not seen hide nor hair of him since the family had arrived.

"I am well, thank you. It is very kind of you to allow s to stay here with you Robin."

"The pleasure is all mine, I assure you. I enjoy having such a full house, and soon the lands will be fun. I hear they are making last minute adjustments to the fair outside." Robin told her, in many ways it was like having a family back. They often chose to stay with Robin when they came to visit; and they had welcome Robin into their family as he had welcomed them into his home; with open arms. "How is the little sir?"

"Aiden is fine, it was his first hair cut." Lady Bernadette smiled, taking hold of a lock of fallen hair and wrapping a hair tie around it. "I hope you won't think me silly for keeping this. I have one from all of my babies, even Jon."

"I think rather sentimental over silly, my Lady."

"Alright, Robin." Jasper spoke. "Your turn."

Robin offered Lady Bernadette and Little Aiden a small smile before sitting on the stool to allow Jasper to cut his hair. Looking at Billy and Jon, who had already had their hair cut, looking a lot smarter. Whilst having to play at Lord of the Manor, Robin couldn't wait for the festivities tomorrow.

Robin had been enjoying the festival for a good few hours now. There were so many people about and they were all happy. People were dancing, laughing, playing games and it made Robin happy. Robin stood with Jon and Troye, joking and laughing and having a drink; it had been a while since he had seen Marian but she had disappeared with some of the girls. The last they had been seen, giggling in pretty gowns throwing ringlets of flowers upon each other's heads. He had done a good job, the people on his estate had done a good job. Above all the music and chatting, Robin did not hear the trumpets and it was only as Jasper came up to him, he knew something had happened.

"Lord Robin, I'm sorry to pull you away. But your royal guests have arrived, sir."

"Thank you Jasper, could you find Much for me? And inform your Lord and Lady, that they have arrived."

"Yes, sir."

Jasper scurried off, passing Much and pointing him in the way of his master, before going to find his Lord and Lady. Much ran up to Robin, and the two boys smoothed out their clothes before going over to the royal carriage and awaiting the royal family. People around, that had seen the carriage stopped their festivities and watched. As the door opened, the crowd knelt; Robin and Much in front of them, kneeling too. First came King Richard, stepping out and looking out at everyone. King Richard turned back to the carriage and offered his hand to his mother, seconds later, the Queen Mother emerged from the carriage. Mother and son turned to the crowd and smiled, before walking over to Robin and Much. King Richard motioned for them to rise, and as Robin and Much rose, the crowds behind them did as well.

"Thank you Robin of Locksley, for the invitation."

"The honor is all mine, sire." Robin said, "I hope that you and the beautiful Queen Mother will enjoy the festivities."

"Oh, Robin. Such flatteries." The Queen Mother said, smiling. "Stop, you'll make me blush."

King Richard smiled, "And your friend here, Robin?"

"This is Much, a dear friend of mine."

"Oh, master! Thank you. Of course I call you my friend but I did not know that...I am rambling, forgive me sire."

"There is nothing to forgive." King Richard turned to the crowds, "Please continue with your festival, we all here to celebrate the Spring!"

With that, people seemed to continue their chatter and games. The King and Queen Mother followed Robin around as he introduced certain Lords and Ladies, before they ran into three of them, them meant a lot to the young Lord. Robin stopped and beamed at them, something that was caught by the Royal family.

"My King, Lady Queen Mother, I would like to introduce Sheriff Edward of Nottingham."

"How do you do, Lord Sheriff?" The Queen Mother smiled, offering her hand to the sheriff, who nodded and kissed her hand.

King Richard smiled and nodded at the sheriff.

"And this," Robin said excitedly, "Is Lord Terrence and Lady Bernadette of Durham. They are friends, they come down every year for the festival. Sometime their children will come down, a few of them are about my age."

"They seem to be good friends to you, I assume?"

"Yes, your grace. The best a boy like me could ask f.."

Robin cut off as two boys ran into him, the three of them falling to the ground laughing. The King and Queen Mother couldn't but smile at the pile of boys on the grass. Lord Terrance looked down at the boys and started to pull them up one by one.

"Boys!" Lady Bernadette scolded, "Calm down, will you?"

"Sorry, mama."

Lord Terrence let out a little chuckle, it was rare for his eldest son to call his mother that in company of others that he didn't consider family; and Bernadette let out a small smile, unable to stay angry at her child as he called her that. A little power, he knew he had over his mother.

"My King, Queen Mother, may I present to you, two of my sons." Lord Terrence spoke. "This is my eldest son. This is Troye."

"My king." Troye said boldly, bowing. Troye was a boy, reaching near the height of King Richard. Troye had dark brown hair just like his mother and high cheek bones, hazel eyes; he was nothing short of handsome.

"And this is my second eldest, Jon."

Jon was a lot like his brother, he also had dark hair like his mother, but it was curly like his father. In fact, Jon looked a lot like his father, his lips were thin and his blue eyes were large.

"Sire." Jon bowed.

"It's a pleasure, Jon and Troye."

Jon and Troye nodded, before running off again.

"You'd think they were children the way they go on. Troye is eight and ten, and Jon a year younger." Lady Bernadette explained, smiling at her boys.

"They're lovely, a lot pleasant to each other then my two were." The Queen Mother joked.

"Now, Mother."

"Hush now Richard, you know I'm right." The Queen Mother waved King Richard off. "How many do you have?"

"Nine, your grace."

"Nine? Such a large family?" King Richard smiled.

"Aye, they'll all be around somewhere." Lord Terrence smiled.

"What are they called?" The Queen Mother asked.

"Troye and Jon, you've already met. After comes our first daughter, Matilda. Then...What Robin?"

"Huh...nothing. Just, well I can just imagine the face she'd pull right now if she heard." Robin laughed, "She prefers Matt, your grace."

"After Matilda is James, and then Sally. Then the twins, Billy and Robbie. Our next daughter, Henrietta and our youngest, Aiden."

The Queen mother smiled, and continued to ask about the large family. The Queen Mother took great pleasure in watching in watching the happiness spread over Lady Bernadette as she spoke about her children, clearly very proud of each and every one of them. King Richard, excused himself from the small party and wandered through the festival; eventually stopping near a group of young girls, three or four of were picking on another. One that shared the same dark hair as Troye and Jon, he wondered if this was one of their sisters. King Richard watched as an older girl strode over and pushed the young girl, who was being picked on, behind her. The older girl pointed her finger at the younger girls and clearly had words with them, fierce ones, he would guess by the look on her face. He watched as the younger ones ran off and the older girl turned to the one behind her, giving softer words. The girl smiled and hugged the older girl before the older girl, took the ringlet of flowers off of her head and placed it on the younger girl who then ran off with a smile on her face. King Richard smiled at the older girl before he made his way over to her.

"It's always lovely to see someone stick up for those who can not do so for themselves."

"She is my sister, what else am I supposed to do?" The girl said, her back to the king.

"It was very kind of you. She is lucky to have you."

"Tell her that. It's not often that we get on so well." She laughed.

He listened intensely, her laughter caught his attention and he loved it, so sweet and yet so cheeky. The change in music then took his attention.

"Well, would one so lovely and loyal grace me with a dance?"

"I'm not good at dancing."

"I can teach you."

"Quite persistent, aren't you?"

"Normally, I'm not when it comes to dancing."

"So I'm special, am I?"

She turned round and realized she had been speaking with King Richard. Startled, she fell back a few steps. King Richard looked at her, with the same admiration from when he first saw her, he held his hand out and glanced toward the music.

"I would still like to dance with you, if I may?"

She slipped her hand into his, and he held it delicately as he lead her towards the dancing, they were both very aware of the staring. King Richard being used to it, lead her onto the dance floor. Just as he promised, King Richard began teaching her the steps to the dance and soon the two were dancing almost as well as others.

King Richard sat down on the grass, laughing with the girl. Again paying more attention to her laugh then he should. He found her fascinating, and loved listening to her and looking at her. He found it remarkable that what had drawn him to her was an act as simple, as her protecting her younger sister.

"After all of the time I have now spent with you, I've now realized, I don't even know your name, or that of your sister?"

"She's Sally. I'm Matty." She grinned, "Well, Matilda but I like Matty better."

"So you're Lord Terrence and Lady Bernadette's daughter?"

"Yes, father used to joke that I was his third boy because I prefer to spend time with Troye and Jon and Robin." Matty laughed, "I assume you've met my family?"

"Your mother and father, and your eldest brothers." Richard told her, "Quite the family, there."

"I guess. Hard to get noticed."

"You're the eldest daughter Matilda." He chuckled slightly as he watched her scrunch her face at being called that.

"It's Matty, your grace. Eldest daughter, I may be. But Sally is the perfect little lady, all my mother could ask for."

Richard saw the sullen look on her face, really he didn't know where she was coming from. Being pushed to the sidelines for one of the others to shine brighter, but to he, it didn't matter whether she was utterly lady like or not. She had shown to be incredibly loyal. Robin, Jon and Troye all had brighter smiles when discussing her, she was clearly a good friend, but Richard supposed that wouldn't look good to her mother, who must be looking to wed her off.

There you go! Chapter one! I'll be getting right on with chapter two, since I have the idea in my head right now but decided to end this chapter here.

Tell me what you think but no flames please!

King Richard - Mid/late twenties.
Troye - Eighteen
Jon - Seventeen
Matilda (Matty/Matt)- Sixteen
James - Fourteen
Sally - Thirteen
(Robert and William )Robbie & Billy - Nine
Henrietta (Henry/Hen)- Six
Aiden - Three

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