"Buy a pretty piece? A pretty piece for a pretty lady?" a cloaked figure asked, a hand holding the end of a cloak, pieces pinned to the inside. Marian turned to brush the eager vendor off but stopped when she saw Robin's face in the hood's shadow.
"They haven't caught you like this yet?" she asked, slightly surprised, "I didn't know they were that stupid," she added, moving to another vegetable stand.
"We're much brighter. How have you not figured that out yet," he asked quietly, following her.
Marian looked around herself, slowly, making sure no guards were around.
Robin sighed and pulled her into the back of an empty stall, "I can't think straight when you give off that nervous air," she told her, pulling down his hood, "Guards can smell it. They're like dogs. And they end up chasing me down."
'You are much too dramatic for your own good," she told him, crossing her arms.
"I'm too dramatic? And who is the one who has kissed...how many men is that now? Four?" he asked, cheekily raising an eyebrow, continuing on when she opened her mouth to protest, "How many fits have you thrown because otherwise you would be running off into heaps of trouble you wouldn't be able to talk your way out of if I didn't make you stay back?" he asked.
"Did you come here to argue?" she asked, sighing.
"But I love arguing with you," he told her, stepping forward and cupping her chin with his hands.
"Well, that's lovely, and I'm flattered," she told him, briefly placing her hand over his, "However, I haven't got much time and you never have time, so what do you need?" she asked, then back tracked when she saw a glint in his eye, "What information do you want?"
"You're no fun," he muttered and then asked, "Is it true the Sheriff has Black Knights up at the castle?"
Marian thought for a moment, shaking her head, her brow furrowed, "I haven't heard anything about any visitors. Not recently. I can understand why, with the way you keep driving off company," she told him, smiling. Robin didn't smile back, his teeth gnawing on a nail, leaning against the side of the stall.
Marian's smile dropped, "Why?"
Robin shook his head slowly, looking at some small space she couldn't see; "We found a ring on the ground this morning, the Black Knight ring. Fresh tracks too," he told her.
To this Marian shook her head, "No. I haven't heard anything, which makes no sense. How does a Black Knight's ring get in the middle of the forest?" she wondered for both of them.
Robin shook his head, "I don't like the looks of this," he told her.
"I'll ask Guy when I get back," she told him, "but don't do anything until I have found something out. It could be a trap. The Sheriff's been more moody lately, with out still in the forest and evading his clutches," she told him.
Robin smiled, the cocky sight causing Marian to shake her head.
Seeing that, Robin stepped forward and slid his hands into her brown curls, "Trust me Marian, you're the only one that will catch me," he told her softly, brushing his lips against hers, resting them against her forehead for a moment before quietly slipping out of the empty stall.