Robin Hood drabbles:

He had lost count of the blows long ago. There was no pain anymore, he told himself. Just a dull ache. His lips were swollen, and he wanted to cry out for water, but if he did, he would be giving up. So he tried to hold his head high, even though pain shot through his body, and he tried to be defiant, and he wouldn't say anything. But there was one thing he needed to say, the one thing that held him in this world, alive.

"My name is Royston White. I fight for Robin Hood and King Richard."