A/N: Hello again! Here I am with another BBC Robin Hood story, I don't know if its as good as the Litany but all of you will be the judge of that. I wrote this story awhile ago but didn't have the time to publish it until now. Because of my tedious schedule you can expects it to be updated on a monthly basis like the rest of my multi chapter-ed fics. Also while I am experiencing with suspense once more, I'm also trying my hand at the theme of redemption. So I really hope that you all will be very kind, yet honest, and tell me how good or bad I am at it. Until next time please enjoy the following written words and review!
The Brokens' Healing
Chapter One
Enough!
It had been three months since her father was murdered by the Sheriff. Three months since the mask of the night-watchmen went up in smoke. Three months since the false king returned. Three months since she had married a man she dreaded. Three agonizingly long months since Robin Hood had disappeared from her life.
Marian of Knighton had went through with her marriage to Gisbourne, a promise she regretted immediately. The next thing she knew her father was dead, Robin was gone to be presumed dead, and all the lies Robin accused Gisbourne of became the only truth in her life.
For three months she waited, waited for Gisbourne to change or for Robin to come for her. But neither occured.
She soon had enough. Enough of grieving, enough of waiting, enough of Gisbourne ravaging her every night, enough of the hell that had become her life.
On the eve of the fourth month she stole away in the dead of night. While Gisbourne slept she saddled her fastest horse, shoved her basic clothing and valuables into a single bag and rode off into the darkness, unaware of her destination and what fate had in store for her.