"Robin?"
He replied by pulling her a little nearer to him.
"Do you think we'll go to hell?"
He opened one eye and gave her a quizzical look, though he had grown used to Marian voicing her (sometimes arbitrary) thoughts as she drifted between sleep and wakefulness.
"It's a little early in the morning for such morbid thoughts, my love…"
She turned in his arms to face him, her eyes curiously bright for one who had so recently awoken.
"I'm not being morbid, I was just contemplating our… well… us."
He frowned, though decided to humour her.
"Why would we be going to hell?" he asked her, reaching a hand up to stroke her hair.
"Well… we were a little… premature in consummating our marriage, weren't we?"
He smirked. "I don't seem to remember you having any objections or even so much of a backwards glance to your immortal soul at the time. Or any of the times after that, for that matter."
She smiled, but her expression soon clouded once again.
He dropped his hand from her hair to her cheek, seeing that she was not going to let him pass it off that easily and that she wouldn't relent until she heard his thoughts.
"Do you not think that all of our good deeds may not have made up for a few indiscretions in the past?"
She smiled properly this time. "I don't think it quite works like that, Robin."
"All right then," he said searching for another solution to satisfy her with, "Maybe all sins are forgiven, if you end up marrying the person you committed them with. It was going to happen anyway, we were just slightly…impatient" he finished with a wolfish grin, leaning forwards and kissing her nose.
He saw a slight crease in her brow and felt her fingers absentmindedly entwining in the front of his nightshirt. She remained unconvinced.
He placed a kiss at her temple. "It seems you are insistent that we be cursed for all eternity, Marian, and that you cannot be persuaded otherwise." She opened her mouth to protest, but was silenced by his finger pressed to her lips.
"Therefore I offer you this, my last thought on the matter. If we have both committed such sinful acts, it seems only fair we both end up in hell, so at least we shall be together. Satisfied?"
"Well…" she began, and then broke off, laughing as Robin collapsed back against the pillows, closing his eyes and letting out a (good natured) groan of frustration.
She propped herself up on his chest and leant down, placing soft kisses along his jaw. He opened his eyes and moved forwards to meet her lips with his own but was stopped when she drew back, just a fraction so that the next words that fell from her lips were only tantalising millimetres away from his own.
"If it seems we have no way of redemption, then I suggest we make the most of our time."
He raised a knowing eyebrow "Now what on earth could you be suggesting, my sweet, innocent Marian?"
"Oh, I think you know exactly what I'm suggesting"
His grin was lost against her lips.