Disclaimer: If you recognise it, it's not mine.
AN: Set during the Power of Albion, after Robin was wounded.
Principles of Inheritance
Through Robin's dreams she creeps, or dances, like the candle dance in his father's castle - a dance that was wine on breath and in kisses, the ones he'd wanted of her since that first time he saw her sad face and lost eyes.
"You can't inherit a wife," he says, "Like a sword." This seems chatty for Nasir, but dreams are what they are.
Water rippling, dark stone underneath, is he inside? Up the stairs to a door that was once hers. He never got this far in to the castle.
"Robin's sword," John says darkly. "Robin's wife," says Will.