Disclaimer: I do not own, nor am I affiliated with Robin Hood in anyway. I merely own my own characters. So that's not bloody much.


I grinned. "We get to play the money game?"
Robin laughed nodding. "Yes, we're playing the money game. In teams, by yourselves, anyway you want. But we want to break our last record."
John scratched his head. "Who won last time?"
Allan smiled. "That would be me."
Will laughed. "Yeah by one pound. Although I give you a lot of credit for that one."
Much crossed his arms. "That was cheating."
Allan had a mock look of hurt on his face. "Cheating? I never cheat."
Djaq rolled her eyes. "You tripped Much for his money pouch."
Allan grinned. "Well, it was all going to the same place right?"
Robin shook his head. "Right, so first round I'm pairing you off. Then you can pair off for round two, then do whatever you want. Will with John. Djaq with Much. Allan with Siobhan."
I crossed my arms. "Oh you're too good to pair up?"
He laughed. "I have a few errands, so I'm working by myself. You cannot forget I was not allowed to win last year."
"We had to give you a time limit. You're more competitive than Allan!"
Allan touched his chest staring at me. "You are supposed to be on my side. We're a team."
"Well, let's hurry up then."


Allan touched my arm. "You ready?"
I smiled. "Always."
We began an animated conversation about a quite lake I go to a lot on nice days and Allan's childhood. Something simple as we finally found our target.
He was a traveling oil salesman. Ripped off people. He would water down the bits of oil, and sell it at high prices. He was also a complete lecher.
I rolled my shoulders swaying as I moved closer, letting Allan fall behind me. Putting a hand dramatically to my head I let go of my body falling into the oil man and landing on the ground.
My eyes were shut, but I could hear him curse and carefully kneel to check on me.
He grabbed me by my shoulders. "Feeling faint? Perhaps if we loosen this shirt-"
"My wife!"
I let my eyes open as Allan appeared giving me a wink before rushing to my side pulling me away from the oil man. "Darling, are you all right?"
I touched a hand to my temple. "Just a bit light headed. Do you have my satchel?"
He nodded, sliding my satchel over his head so it rested at his side. "Are you sure you're fine?"
Back at the word wife the oil man had jumped away. Probably scared. There were rumors he was run out of the last town for getting too friendly with the wife of the sheriff.
He quickly composed himself. "If you wouldn't mind hurrying along, you happen to be scaring away my customers."
Allan seemed about to open his mouth but thought better of it and nodded, putting on the mask of a stupid villager. "My apologies sir. I should have known she wasn't ready to leave the house yet. Two days after our son was born and all."
The oil man paled a bit at the word son.
Allan slipped his arms around me picking me up in his arms. "Bed rest for you." He gave the oil man a winning smile and walked away taking larger strides with each step.
"Allan, put me down."
"But my dear Siobhan, you are in such a weak state."
I smacked him in the chest. "Oh yes. How could I forget? So what is our son's name again?"
He smiled letting me slide to my feet keeping a good pace as we exited the gates. "Well our first son's name is Thomas, for my brother. The second was named for your father."
"Alastair? That seems an unfortunate name."
Allan smiled. "I don't know. It is a different name, but I like it. Our first daughter-"
"Allan exactly how many children do we have?"
"I thought you wanted a big family?"
I shook my head laughing. "You know, sometimes I take for granted that most people zone out when I speak."
"So our first daughter, you can pick her name."
I rolled my eyes. "How gracious of you. I would name her after my mother, Róisín."
"All right. So her middle name is my mother's name. I would never willingly let any of my daughter's bare the first name of Constance."
"And why is that? I rather like it."
"It sounds much too respectable."


I was doubled over laughing by the time we had finally gotten into camp. "Allan, I don't think that could be possible."
He grinned turning to Robin. "Robin, what's the largest family you've ever heard of?"
"Fifteen children, two died in infancy though. Why?"
"There you go Siobhan, we have thirteen children."
Much who was in the middle of chopping vegetables paused. "Pardon, what?"
I gave a laugh. "It was a long walk back, Allan decided to name all of our future children."
Robin rose an eyebrow at that. "Firstly, why do the two of you have thirteen children? Secondly, did you bring any money?"
"Our little ploy involved me falling down by all the most corrupt salesmen in town today." I shivered. "I swear had one more of those men attempted to touch me again..."
Will came into the clearing with John at that moment. "What?"
I smiled waving toward Allan. "You explain."
He held his palms up at Will's look. "I didn't let anything to happen to her. You should know me better than that. Siobhan would go a few feet ahead of me and faint. When the sales man went to check on her I'd fill her satchel with all their money from their cart and rescue my darling wife." He laughed and upturned my satchel. The satchel relieved itself of all the coin it held. Only the sturdy stitching had kept the satchel from tearing apart.
Everyone seemed impressed, even Robin's eyes grew wide.
I jumped up and walked over the our treasure trove. Lifting my skirt I detached a few pouches from the lining of my skirt where I had tied them. "Can't forget these."
Djaq's eyes widened. "And what are those from?"
"Allan taught me a few new pick pocketing tricks."
"No, no. I mean how did you get them to stay?"
My smile widened as I went to her side showing her part of the wining of my skirt. "I stitched extra loops inside the lining of the skirt. This way if someone besides you ever attempts to hold me up by more force than I can handle, they won't find my money."
She nodded with a smile. "Very clever."
"I thought so. I could make you one if you'd like. It's rather easy, plus they are quite comfortable."
"I think I will take you up on that offer." Djaq smiled then turned to Allan. "So are you going to tell us the names of your children?"
Allan grinned. "Thomas, Alastair, Róisín, Benjamin, Constance, Donovan, Trinity, Serenity, Roger, Aislinn, Mallory, Logan, and lastly Robin."
Robin laughed. "Well thank you for that."
"The least we could do for introducing us."
Will's jaw was clenched at this time. He could care less about most of the joking Allan and I had, but apparently joking about having thirteen children was a bit much for him.
I went by his side, squeezing his hand a bit. "In truth, I don't know about thirteen children. Exactly how many were you thinking of Will?"
He looked down at me taken aback. "What?"
"Sorry?"
"Wait what?"
I grinned turning back to Robin. "Problem solved. I've now gotten him so confused he doesn't remember why he was mad."
Robin laughed. "Confusion always seemed to be your favorite way to get out of trouble."
I shrugged. "I tend to stick to the ways that work best."
I felt Will rest his hands on my shoulders. "How does six children sound?"
I tilted my head back to look at him. "Six?"
"Six."
"Can we all stop talking about me having children now? Because I'm getting a bit uncomfortable."
Will laughed. "Well you asked."
I moved from his arms toward Robin. "So fearless leader, how goes the money count?"
He frowned. "Are you and Allan going to split whatever you won today?"
"Allan?"
Allan nodded. "I know better than to argue. I've have the unfortunate pleasure of previously hearing the many ways you and Djaq can kill people. I like to think I still have a good few years ahead of me."
Robin nodded. "Well, the two of you are in the lead. However, I have a very promising lead on how to increase our 'fortune' and deter the Sheriff and the Black Knights from their plot."
"Well, are you going to tell us?" John was leaning on his staff looking eager.
Robin laughed. "Patience John. Plus, I have an offer for our little Siobhan."
"Why am I always 'little' Siobhan?"
"Because you're the youngest. On with my offer. Would you like to help us?"
"As long as I don't have to be arrested again."
"No, you don't have to let yourself get arrested."
"Then I'm in."


"The war chest?"
Robin nodded. "The war chest."
I shook my head taking the torch he handed me. "And you brought me in because?"
"You're quick. You're just as fast as Marian, maybe a bit faster since you don't seem to care about flair."
"So, booby traps." I grinned.
"Mainly yes."
"Robin, honestly all you had to do was ask." I passed the torch to Much and tied back my hair, making sure nothing got in my way. "Will what do you need?"
He smiled at me. "Just your eyes."
I nodded feeling out the brick on my side as Robin stepped forward. The stone beneath his foot gave way and Will lurched forward pulling him back.
I flattened myself against the other wall as arrows shot from a stone griffin's mouth embedding themselves in the door.
Robin looked up at Will. "Will?"
I removed a stone as he came over. "Found the wheel."
"Will, what's this?" Much was on the ground finger prodding a small nearly translucent wire.
"Much don't touch that!" Will's voice followed mine as we could hear howling from down the hall. Great, just what we needed around now. Guards and dogs.
Will and I switched placed as he moved the wheel.
Robin and I moved forward, but I put a hand to his chest. "I'm lighter than you. I'll feel the stones move before you do."
I moved forward and heard guards moving beside me as spikes emerged from behind me. A gate. I knew I had to move, but my legs were frozen.
Allan yanked me back into his arms as the spikes of the gate closed into the brick. Thankfully I was on the right side of the gate to escape.
My breath came a little faster. I wrapped my hands around the arm he had across my chest. "I will thank you when I can properly breathe again."
"The Sheriff's war chest." Robin had his hands wrapped around the iron of the gate staring at the chest. "This is our ticket lads."
Will grabbed a torch from Djaq. "Robin, we've got to go. We're not equipped."
Two guard dogs came running down the hall and Allan grabbed my hand pulling me along his side. "Robin, dogs!"
Robin was still by the gate nodding. "I know. But we'll be back."


I turned from the window frowning. "This is not a good idea."
"Well I really don't have much of a choice."
I gave a sigh. "Marian, what am I going to do with you?"
"Siobhan, nothing. You're my friends not my protector."
"I'm both. And don't spout disgust at Robin. This is my call as well. I can't help you if I can't keep an eye on you. Gisborne has gotten you out of Knighton so that eliminated most of the protection I can give you without getting in your hair."
Marian fell silent running her fingers over a quilt I had rescued. It was the first and last project she had ever worked on with her mother. She had only been about five at the time, but Edward used to love telling everyone about the hours Marian would spend making sure all the quilt squares were perfectly even. "I know I never say thank you enough. For that I am sorry. I know all you do and if I ever take it for granted I am sorry. I guess I can't believe all of this. Robin leave five years ago and I think I'm finally protecting myself. I forget you were always a step behind me. Actually a step ahead most of the time."
I held in the sigh I wanted release. "Marian trying to make me feel guilty isn't going to work. By now you should know that at least. I want to keep my friends safe in any way I possibly can. If that means I have to act like I'm baby sitting you than so be it." I moved back to the window sitting on the sill. "So the Sheriff said buy yourself a new gown?"
"The more cheap looking the better."
I scoffed. "I don't do cheap looking." I paused smiling. "But I know where to get fabric of fancy colors and the sort of attention that the Sheriff is looking for. Plus maybe a certain forest outlaw may be out for a stroll."
She grinned. "Than what are we waiting for?"


"Siobhan, you kill me. I've seen your work. This color? It makes me want to cry just seeing it in your hands. Even with all of your talents you couldn't make a respectable dress."
I smiled shaking my head at Rafael. "My friend if I had a choice...at least the fabric is soft. This is a job for the Sheriff."
"The visitor coming? Who do you have to, what is the phrase?"
"Tart up?"
Rafael placed a hand over his heat looking wounded. "Bella gioia, you wound me with that mouth of yours. Words like that shouldn't come out of you. But yes that is what I was wondering. New mistress in the castle?"
I shook my head leaning in as Marian's guard was distracted by much and John starting a fight. I always knew Much could cause a distraction. "Worse yet. Sheriff wants to use Marian to show off. He requested certain things, flashy mostly. Yet, you seem to underestimate my skills." I glanced back at the color of the fabric. "Perhaps I overestimate my skills."
Rafael laughed. "Bella, your skills are the best I have seen and this old man has seen a lot. If anyone can make the Lady Marian look impressive in such regretful colors it is you. Anything else I can offer you?"
"I don't suppose you have anything in a lovely sapphire?"
He laughed. "You're a mind reader little one. It just so happens I received a special shipment from my cousin back in Naples. It will bring out your eyes perfectly." From beneath the counter he handed me a wrapped parcel. "Do with it whatever you want. This is repayment for all ou've done for my family."
I shook my head reaching for more money. "Rafael, please. Let me pay. Anything I do is because I can. I can pay that isn't a problem."
He shook his head forcing the parcel into my hands. "No. You pay for this color for the Lady. This is a present for you. Think of it as a belated birthday present. Or early seeing as the new year already started. You bring medicine to the house and you brought all seven of my grandchildren into this world. This is the least I can do."
I leaned over the counter kissing the old man's cheek. "Grazie."
"Prego! Your Italian is getting better."
I laughed wrapping everything up to put it in my satchel. "I learn a bit more every time I see your wife and kids. I'm a fast learner."
Will appeared at my shoulder. "Time to go. You need to head back to the cottage or can you come for a bit?"
"I can come for a while. Marian already has something to wear in her room, and I can stitch her other without seeing her today. I have her measurements memorized. Where are we going?"
"We're visiting an old friend."


I stood inside the door grinning. It had been a long time since I had seen Stephen. I'd been a little girl when he had stopped working, but that never stopped Dan and Will from visiting. After all it was Stephen who had worked with Dan when they were younger. They'd gone into trade together and Stephan was Will's godfather. Only when he had completely lost his vision had he left Locksley. His memory was still very sharp as were his other senses.
Stephan felt around Will's face nodding with each touch. "Will. Still passionate. Still angry."
"There's much to be angry about."
"And your skills? You are still using them, not letting them go to waste?"
"I'm with Robin Hood now."
Stephan smiled. "Good that is not a waste." He paused seeming to feel out the room. "And who is waiting by the door?"
I took slow steps forward. "I don't supposed you'd remember me sir. It was at least eight years since I last saw you."
Stephan reached a hand out and I moved closer to he could feel my cheeks. "This couldn't be little Siobhan? The girl that Will got into so much trouble."
I laughed. "That would be me. I'm surprised you remembered."
He smiled patting my cheek. "I could never forget the stories Dan would tell. The little one Will would drag around on one of his adventures. Got you in a lot of trouble from what I can recall. I remember your mother quite well. Such a beautiful woman. You sound just like her."
Will smiled. "I promise you Stephan she looks just like her as well."
Djaq picked up a box on the table and within a moment Stephan pointed his staff at her. "Don't touch that please."
"I've seen this work before. Persian, no?"
"It was my wife's."
"I apologize."
"The men who died. They had wives and children. I want them to be taken care of."
Robin nodded. "I can promise that. You have my word. If there's any information you can tell us about the strong room it would help us."
And that's when Allan made a stupid mistake. He questioned on how a blind man could help us. With that he was promptly knocked over by Stephan's staff. I held back the laughter as Stephen helped him back up, explaining that when one loses one sense the others sharpen. Allan frowned heading out of the hut. He'd be back when he regained some of his pride.
As it turned out Stephen was the one who designed the strong room. He could help quite a bit.
"Thank you Stephan. For all the help you can give us. Before we go any further though I need to send someone back to their other duty." Robin turned to me pointing toward the door.
"Robin..."
"No whining. I need you to keep any tabs you can around the castle. With this new count, we'll need to be doubly prepared. Plus I want you to make sure if Marian gets in too deep, we can pull her out."
"She'll never leave without her father."
"Siobhan."
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving."


I hurried into the castle courtyard hoping to catch a glimpse of this count. I raised an eyebrow watching him kiss Marian's hand. Tying Fabian to the horse post I untied my basket from his saddle approaching the group before me.
The Sheriff turned and clapped his hands. "Siobhan, sometimes I believe you can read minds. I was just thinking of you." He turned to the count. "This is our seamstress, Siobhan. She may not look like much, but she's quite skilled."
I curtsied. "A pleasure." I cocked my head to the side taking in his outfit. "That is a very interesting pattern count. Cotton, with silk-no-satin lapels."
He smiled nodding. "Impressive. Perhaps I can get in a fitting during my stay. I would like to see some of your work."
I smiled watching Marian roll her eyes over his shoulder. "If you're planning to stay around for any amount of time you will be able to see my work. Most of those in the castle wear something I have created. Everything Lady Marian wears I have created, or had some hand in adding detail to."
He nodded impressed.
I curtsied again. "Lady Marian, I will begin working on your new dress, and add the new details you requested." I nodded my head to the Sheriff and Gisborne. "I have all of your mending I will have delivered to your rooms. If anything else is needed, all you need to do is ask."
I made my way inside quickly choosing a different staircase catching sight of Tobias. That was not something I wanted to deal with right now.
I wasn't even up ten steps before I heard my name.
"Siobhan."
I closed my eyes counting to ten before turning around. "Tobias."
"It's always nice to see your face."
"Even though your friend has told you to stay as far away from me as possible?"
He lifted a hand to my cheek. "I do not have to listen to everything Guy says. I am still my own man, and just as he I have my own desires."
I pulled my knife without thinking pressing it against his throat. "Tobias, I thought you had learned your lesson before. I am no one's prize. Do not treat me as such. No one may force me to do anything against my will. I could kill you without a second thought and place the blame off me. The Sheriff may not be entirely fond of me, but he knows my value. I might spend time in the prisons, but he would not kill me for getting rid of one of his guards. You are just as expendable as any of the others. Perhaps even more so since you seem to have already been causing him problems."
"What problems?"
"You think word hasn't spread about you taken advantage of that girl? The girl who just so happened to be the daughter of a noble? Sir Guy covered it up by killing off one of the night guards. I highly doubt he will continue to kill off his own men just to cover for you, no matter who your parents happen to be." I pressed the knife tighter against his throat. "Do we have an understanding?"
He gritted his teeth. "Yes."
"Good." I released the knife but slashed at his hand and flew up the stairs. I may not have ever been one for running away, but I didn't want to push my luck. Better to make a point and run, than attempt to stand your ground and be beaten around.


"You want me to come ride with you?" I blinked at Marian watching her put on a riding coat. "I must have missed something."
"No, I have a plan for helping Robin get to the chest. The count is offering to help us."
"Really? And your plan to Robin?"
"Well, since there will be girls pouring drinks, Djaq can position herself as a waitress and pass word to Robin. I would say you, but I don't think that would work well."
"And the dresses?"
Marian smiled holding up a yellow dress and small decorative hat. "I grabbed one for you on my way up. I didn't have much time to look at sizing."
I grinned grabbing it. "They're making the servant girls wear this? Oh goddess you could not pay me enough. Don't worry about size, I can work with this."
"I haven't yet seen anything you couldn't work with."
"And I highly doubt you ever will. I'll head out with you."


Djaq held up the yellow. "This?"
I covered my eyes. "I know it's terrible, but with your coloring it might just look nice. Your skin is dark enough to make that yellow glow."
"Siobhan..."
"Djaq, I promise this will be as painless as possible."
"I haven't worn a dress for a good time."
I gave her sad eyes. "But Djaq, you have such a nice figure, you can't deny me from making you a dress. Please? I never get to have any fun. I mean you get to stay at camp all the time, and you get to-"
She held up her hands in surrender. "Fine, fine! You're making me feel horrid."
I did a little dance watching Marian get back on her horse. "Djaq said yes!"
She gave a laugh. "Why do you get so excited whenever someone says yes?"
"Because it's like having a life sized doll."
Marian blinked. "And the boys?"
"I control them with clothing."
Allan watched me with widened eyes. "You can be a little scary at times."
Robin grabbed my shoulders turning me back toward camp. "Hurry with this dress, we need to move soon. Don't get excessively creative."
I sighed dramatically."Take all the fun out of my life." I shook my head grabbing a spool of thread and sticking some pins in my mouth running after Djaq. "I know, I know. Deadline."


Djaq and I went in the side entrance. Since Marian had invited me I had been forced to make a stop at home and get changed.
She played with the front of her dress glaring at me. "You made the neckline lower didn't you?"
I shook my head. "These are not even my designs. I have nothing to do with this. Stop complaining you look lovely."
"Why don't you mind the neckline on your dress?"
I smiled. "Because this is a corset top dress of my own design. Makes me look more innocent. Well, makes me look like I'm not concealing any weapons."
"And how many weapons are you concealing tonight?"
"Sadly only six."
She nodded. "Six of eight."
"You remembered." I smiled. I was always glad Djaq was on our side.
Djaq smiled. "Some things are important to remember. Remembering how well your friends can defend themselves is one of those important things."
We kept our heads slightly down as Gisborne walked by. "You."
Djaq stopped and I kept on ahead knowing to meet her at the end of the furthest hall. Outside the doors I took off on a run circling around to check guard activity.
Djaq met with me smiling. "Wanted me to keep the Count's goblet filled at all times."
I gave a laugh. "There are only two guards on for this hallway. They should be here any minute. Sit down and presented to have hurt your ankle."
Djaq nodded, seating herself on the floor as the guards entered the hallway. "My ankle. I was hurrying through the doors. I think I broke it."
I raised my head hoping I looked concerned. "I don't think I can get her to help by myself. Could you help me?"
The guards walked over to a closer look. Bad move. The one to the left was down with a punch to the face and swift kick in the chest. The one on the right was out before he touched ground. Amazing what can happen with one swift kick to the head into a stone wall.
I grinned at Djaq. "You know, these female bonding times are a lot of fun. We should do this more often."
"Men are so obvious." Djaq laughed moving to open the garbage shoot as I grabbed the keys.
I watched each of the men climb out all staring at Djaq.
Will blinked a few times not moving.
"What?"
"Nothing."
John pushed him out of the way helping Allan out.
Allan grinned. "You need to dress like a girl more often."
"Oh I do do I?"
"I'm just saying." He caught me laughing. "You do have a tal-He ooked over my dress and his grin grew. "And you need to dress like that more often." He walked around me taking in the whole outfit. "I'm not being funny, but if this is how you dress when you're not with us, I'm going to feel a bit insulted."
I put a hand on his chest smiling. "Where would the fun be if I worse things like this all the time. I never get flattery like this every day."
He kissed my cheek pulling me along. "Yeah well if I didn't think Will would kill me in my sleep I might say something more often."


Robin handed the torch to Much letting Will and I each take a side as he knelt by the floor.
He pushed the bobby trapped step down as Will and I pressed against our respective walls.
Nothing.
"Where are the arrows?" Robin looked around then motioned Will forward.
As Will moved the stone an arrow shot out striking the sack over his shoulder. "That wasn't there before." His eyes betrayed his calm tone.
I moved forward pulling out the arrow and sniffed the tip. "Poison. Smells like hemlock and I think belladonna."
"They've changed the sequence." Robin hit a fist to the wall.
Much shook his head. "If they changed the sequence we cannot go tonight. All the training is for nothing."
"If we do not go tonight all the money will go to the Black Nights."
John nodded. "We go."
Much shook his head. "If we die don't come running to me."
John moved forward as Will moved the stone. Robin waited a moment and kicked open the door letting John rush forward. He stuck his quarterstaff in the path of the gate jamming it.
Robin turned around. "Djaq, tell Marian we're in. Allan, Much, keep watch. Siobhan, are you sure you still want to do this?"
I nodded. "Like I said Robin, being just a bit lighter can mean a few extra moments."
"Then we need to hurry." He slide though the gate pulling me next to him.
Thankfully there was just enough room so I did not tear my clothing. Amazing thing corsets. If you did not have much of a bosom you immediately gained one. If you were like me and already had one, it make it much more presentable. That was all fine and ell unless you needed to slip past spikes.
Robin pointed to the hour glass clapping Much on the shoulder. "Do not take your eyes off the hourglass understand?"
Much nodded eyes suddenly fixated on the glass.
Robin shots two arrows into the wood frame handing one to me. "It's now or never."
I lifted myself up first winging across the room and dropped to my feet. Robin was only a second behind me, but somehow set off another trap of a swinging saw. As he fell to the ground arrows shot over his head and mine.
I hit the floor trying to crawl forward. "Robin, don't move yet. Let me help you across."
He nodded trying to move forward and the floor gave out just as he rolled to the side. Wonderful, a fiery pit underneath the room.
"Now will you listen?"
"Fine, but hurry."
I flew across certain steps, taking care to study their cracks. Helping Robin to his feet I held him in place. "Listen, step where I step. Don't do anything stupid."
That worked fine. Until we made it in front of the chest. Then Robin took a step to his right.
"Robin! Siobhan!" Will's voice called our attention to the swinging pendulum.
I pushed Robin forward and we both fell on our knees on the podium where the chest rested.
I slowly rose to my feet. "You know it's never a dull moment with you Robin."
He frowned at me turning to the chest. He swore removing a plate of glass. "It's an illusion. The money is not here."
I shook my head vigorously. "No, no, no. This can't be. It-" I stopped pointed to the walls.
Robin fell silent as we listened. We both froze staring at the pedestal we were leaning against and pushed away the top. In this case all that glittered was not just gold, but silver as well.
Robin grinned at me. "Get the bags."
I turned around. "Much, the bags, hurry up."
He tossed them over as Robin and I made our way filling up all the bags we could and tossing them back to the others.
Much screamed. "Hurry! Why must we always leave everything to the last second?"
Robin shook his head laughed as the lead started pouring out of the stone gargoyles mouthes. "I think it's time to go. Don't you think Siobhan?"
I grinned. "I can't think of a better time."


I smiled as everyone said their goodbyes to the count and Stephen the next morning.
As the count boarded his carriage I held up a finger. "Count. I do have a present for you."
He looked taken aback. "For me?"
I nodded pulling out a parcel. "I, uh, couldn't sleep last night and remembered what you said about my work. I hope you don't mind. I fixed up one of your jackets."
He opened the parcel and his mouth fell open. I smiled internally quite pleased. I loved that reaction from people newly introduced with my work. What had been a simple ruby colored jacket was newly adorned with fancy gold and onyx stitching. The labels were lined with black fur as were the cuffs.
"My dear lady, you did this all in one night?"
Will laughed. "You should see what she can do when she's fully awake."
The count gave me a bow. "My lady I thank you graciously. Lady Siobhan, am I correct?"
I nodded. "Yes sir."
"Indeed I will have to send you fabrics from my part of the world. That is the least I can do to repay you. If you are ever in need of a place to escape know that my home will always be open to you. Especially if you ever need to find better working conditions."
I curtsied smiling widely. "I thank you sir, full and truly."


We were leaving the second village after dropping off food and money.
Much went off on an idea of going to Germany if things ever got too bad in England.
Robin laughed. "Oh? Going to be Count Much of Swatzenlebienswuezenlaben?"
"Exactly. Count of Swaze-ladedoda."
Will smiled. "I think you need to be able to pronounce the placed you will be count of."
"I don't think I have to."
Allan smiled clapping Much on the shoulder. "No mate. It's better to be Sovereign of Sherwood."
Robin nodded. "Sovereigns of Sherwood. I like the sound of that."
I raised and eyebrow. "And do Djaq and I get special titles?"
Allan thought for a moment then placed an arm around both our shoulders. "How about Ladies of the Lake."
"Allan..."
"Okay, okay. Empresses of the true England?"
I laughed. "Allan, please. Just stop."
"Dames of Dale?" He grinned at that one.
"Now you're just pushing it."


A/N:
I hate sunlight. Having pale skin like mine is just another reason to stay in the shade.
But NOOOOOO I get dragged into sunlight and gain second degree burns...that was wearing 50 suntan lotion. Not as bad as last year at least...
Blah blah Blah. You know how we all have that one episode we can't wait to rewrite? Mine is episode 4. So bare with me.
Anyway on to the thank yous that are deserved:
QuietOne364: Glad you like it, hopefully you continue to like it.
instantstar15: I'm glad you rally enjoy this, I hope it lives up to the first one.
Horatiofan101: Yay! I have some of my old reviewers back. I've missed you all and wanted to do this for a while. Unfortunately it was taken off of youtube. BUT I recently found I have BBC American on demand. For FREE!! Robin Hood for FREE!! Okay I'll stop my little outburst now. Anyway, I've been out of school, but I don't graduate until Sunday, it's a tradition thing. Congrads for you as well.