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Chapter 29

Collecting the firewood had not proven to be an easy task. Their surroundings were completely dark and only a few torches were permitted; they did not want to attract attention.

Gradually the gang made their way back to where they would be resting, each with a few logs to get them by. Robin made to start the fire when he remembered about Marian.

"Where's Marian?" he asked the rest of the gang members who had just begun to make themselves comfortable.

"Wasn't she with you?" Allan queried.

"No, I thought it best she went alone."

"Perhaps she is on her way back, Master," Much suggested.

"I will go and look for her," Robin confirmed, standing up and taking a torch from John.

"I will go with you," Much added determinedly.

"Perhaps it would be better if you remained at the camp," Robin told him.

"You will need someone to accompany you," Much advised.

"Alright," Robin sighed. "But stay close."

With that they both went in the direction Robin had seen Marian go in and searched carefully in the dark night for her.

"Where could she be?" Much moaned.

"I do not…Marian!" Robin called as he made out her motionless body on the ground.

He ran over to her, taking Much off guard, and kneeled beside her.

"Marian, Marian!" he called, rubbing her face gently with his hands.

"What could be wrong with her?" Much asked, finally having caught up and now kneeling beside Robin.

"I do not know. Marian?" he said quieter this time. "Much I need you to go ahead to the others and prepare a spot for me to lay her down on at the camp. Make sure a fire is lit and see if there is any water available."

"Yes master," Much nodded panicking slightly. "I…I'll go a…and do that right now Master," he added running off.

"Marian can you hear me?" Robin spoke clearly, striking her cheek softly. "I'm going to carry you back to the camp. You will be alright I promise." He confirmed as he carefully lifted her into his arms and began walking towards their campfire.

When Robin arrived, it was evident that Much had indeed informed them as they were all waiting for him, with everything they thought was necessary. Robin carefully laid her on top of the blankets the gang had provided and began covering her to keep her body warm.

"Can someone pass me something soft that could lift her head?" Robin called.

"This should do," John replied, giving Robin a small padded blanket.

"It will do just fine, thank you," Robin nodded, placing it delicately under her head, being careful not to hurt her.

"What's wrong with her?" Allan asked.

"I do not know," Robin answered sadly. "We found her this way in the woods."

"Does she have a fever?" John asked.

"No."

Robin then lay beside her and perched himself up on his elbow so that he was facing her. He then leaned over her so that he was closer to her face. He tenderly stroked her cheek and watched closely for any signs of her regaining consciousness.

"John?" Robin called softly.

"Yes"

"Could you please ride with Allan ahead to find where the nearest inn is? I would prefer it if Marian was inside."

"Yes certainly." John nodded. "Come on Allan let's go."

"How far do you think it is?" Allan whined.

"That does not matter," John reprimanded. "Marian needs help."

Allan nodded in agreement as they both mounted their horses and rode off. Much glanced awkwardly at Robin who lay cradling his wife. He did not know what he should be doing. Robin, sensing his awkwardness, turned to his friend.

"You may rest my friend. There is nothing more we can do until they get back,"

Much nodded and sat himself down. Although Robin tried to hide it, Much could tell that Robin was deeply concerned and also afraid; not that he would admit it. But there was nothing more they could do until the others got back.

So far their journey in England was not looking too promising.

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