Disclaimer: I don't own BBC Robin Hood, just Daisy and any other aspects you don't recognise.
AN:2nd chapter of the day. I know it's short. It's meant to be. Deal with it :D
SHERIFF
The Sheriff was fuming. Sitting behind his desk and sorting through his jewels did nothing to stop his anger from growing. In his little mind, he'd had all his plans laid out on the table, he'd never entertained the thought that they wouldn't go as he planned. Sometimes he thought this job was more hassle than it was worth. That conniving madman Hood was always one step ahead of him and like the vile vermin that ran around, he never went away.
The Sheriff would be up in arms if he could just get one over on Hood, or even better if he could have Hood's head on a spike.
Sir Guy was a loose cannon; the Sheriff was seeing that now. Sure he had determination to rise to the top but he lacked control of his emotions. The way he acted around Marion had caused them to lose more money than when Hood stole from them. How could one man be so battle ready but so completely unaware when it came to women.
The Sheriff knew that the arrival of Daisy to Nottingham would cause ripples of gossip to expand. At first he'd been angry at Edward and Marion for keeping her a secret but once he'd met her and seen what a beauty she was, he'd only hoped to use her to his advantage.
She would have made a fine bride for Gisbourne, she had that look about her that suggested she'd be good in the home and surely she would have provided several children. The Sheriff wasn't a fool, he knew whatever happened with his plan to marry Gisbourne and Daisy off, Daisy would ultimately come to an untimely death. Yet in the grand scheme of things, what was one more death? No one would miss her.
Yet now the Sheriff knew the truth. He knew all about her vicious parents and the trouble they caused in Leister. He knew all about their opinions and their battles and knew exactly how much Prince John hated them. How great would it be if he could offer Daisy up to Prince John, how much would he receive for such an honour? Even better, how would it be if he invited Prince John here and allowed him to watch the hanging of Daisy.
It was almost too good to be true.
He'd sent some of his guards out to collect her at any rate and counting his jewels was quickly becoming a bore for him.
"Enter."
He'd spoken after hearing a knock at his door. He could practically feel the guard flinch on the other side. The best emotion to inspire in others was fear.
"Where's the girl then? Already in the dungeons?"
"No Sir."
"What do you mean, no Sir?"
"It appears that she has run off. Neither Sir Edward or Lady Marion knew what had happened to her and though we searched high and low for her, we didn't find her."
"You mean to tell me that she just disappeared!"
The guard was trembling where he stood and even now the Sheriff was amused by it.
"She won't get far Sir, with the cuts on her back, they'll already be infected."
"You mean to tell me she's close to dying?"
The guard nodded, his chainmail rattling as he did so.
The Sheriff smirked, this could work well for him.
"Very well, but I still want parties out searching for her in case she is still alive. How long could she survive without dying."
"A week Sir."
The Sheriff dismissed the guard and began thinking of what to do next.
His mind was filled with greedy thoughts and murder. He was a sinister man after all.
What though, should he do with Sir Edward and Lady Marion. Those two had been thorns in his side for too long, they thought they were smart but he knew what they were doing behind his back. There was clearly no love lost between the two of them and Daisy but how could they have just let her leave the house? Did they not know what the girl meant to the Sheriff of Nottingham?
Of course they didn't. Not really. He'd have to change that.
"Ah Gisbourne, just the man I wanted to see. I require an audience with Marion. Forget her Father for now but bring her here."
It was amusing to see Gisbourne flounder at the mere mention of Marion. He knew where the man's heart lay but he also knew how to control Gisbourne. If there was one thing the Sheriff prided himself on, it was being in control.