Part 2
Robin made his way back into the lush green forest, a grin plastered on his face. His Marian had definitely turned into a beautiful creature, there was no denying that. His visit was the longest in a while and Marian never complained of his foolishness of entering the castle and she never even mentioned the idea that he should go in case Gisbourne came looking for her. In fact Gisbourne was not mentioned once, nor was anything to do with the gang, the black knights, the Sheriff or the traitorous beast that was Allan.
For once the conversation was about the two of them, wrapped in each others arms enjoying the comfortable silences. Jut the two of them.
The only thing that seemed to bother Robin today was the fact that he had to leave Marian at the castle. That was one of the reasons why he had not been to see her in a while. Aside the fact that he was Robin Hood and helping the poor, he just couldn't face leaving her behind again. Each time he did it, it made his heart ache. He missed her so much, but she would insist every time that she was fine and that she was doing more good at the castle than in the forest. He hated to admit it but she was right. There was no way they would know half of what was going on without Marian. Still if she wanted to return to the forest tomorrow, he was sure he would think of another way to gain information. He was sure.
He often wonders if Marian is lonely in the castle, especially since the death of her father. Contrary to what he usually believes, Gisbourne is not constantly around her and he wonders if that makes him feel relieved or not. And then there was Allan, the thought of him made him angry. However on the other hand, he feels slightly reassured that he is in the castle. Marian is always telling him that he is a good man and that he is passing on any information to her. And deep down Robin knows that if Marian is in danger, Allan would help her, he likes Marian, he has always liked Marian.
Yes, in a strange way he knows he can count on Allan to protect her.
Robin's mind had been wondering so much he did not realise how far he had walked. The same path to his camp is now embedded deeply into his mind. He could find it with his eyes closed. Plus the fact he could smell cooking, probably Much doing something with squirrel… again.
Marian appeared in his mind again, a smile crept upon his face not for the first time in the day. He headed into the camp, another full day at work.