Heres the next chapter sorry for the delay x

Thankyou to -HighPriestessOfTheDreamWorld -I can't beleive you read all of it, but I'm glad you did and you liked it. Here is the next part

Emily Scarlett-Cullen - Thankyou for your review. It really means a lot. After this story I have another one planned and I might put the first chapter up soonish

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This is for you three!

Claude walked purposefully into the dungeon a smile plastered to his face ignoring the shouts from the prisoners as he made his way over to the cell containing the infamous outlaws. One lone jailer stood outside the cell, since all the others had been ordered to prepare the courtyard for the hanging tomorrow. He quickly glanced at the men inside it, somewhat surprised to see the Lady Marian in the arms of what he assumed the leader. They had noticed him; he quickly pulled his gaze from the cage at the death stares he was receiving. Boldly he strode up to the bars.

The outlaws fell silent as they saw the man enter. Little John growled as Robin put a hand on his chest, silently telling him to be calm. This may be a good chance to escape, but any rash action could destroy that chance. He prayed for Will and Allan to remain calm, everyone knew how protective they were, especially when it came to Djaq.

Djaq stood in the room, waiting. She hated waiting, and she hated this god damn dress. Well, if you could call it a dress, as it seemed a little short of material and exposed rather a lot more skin then she usually did. It's part of the plan she repeated to herself. It's necessary to get the others out. Still, that didn't make her like this anymore then before. Thinking about it, her appearance was the last thing she should be worried about. Sighing, she focused back on the plan. It was all a matter of waiting till Claude completed his part of the plan. Till then all she could do was wait.

"So, these are the outlaws that the sheriff has had so much trouble catching. Nothing special are they?" he said to the guard, who simply grunted.

"Well I say, nothing special. But maybe some of them are. Some of them are bloody fantastic," he still said, having a one-sided conversation with the silent guard.

Claude then turned and spoke directly to the outlaws. "I must say Hood, you picked a good one there. No wonder you wanted to keep her in the forest. I have to give it to you, she is really something."

At this point Claude stepped back out of the range as two men lunged at him.

Turning he recognised one of them.

"Careful my Lord," the jailer said, "don't get too close."

Claude nodded at the man and turned back to the cell, "Well, well, well, if it isn't Guy's little helper. Aren't you on the wrong side of the bars?"

Allan just glared at him, wanted to throw his fist into the face of the man who was standing in front of him.

Claude then turned his attention back to the others, "Why Lady Marian what a pleasant surprise to see you here. Now I would never had you down for roughing it with an outlaw but who am I to judge? I suppose one woman between you all isn't enough."

Claude jumped back just in time as Robin swung a punch at him, swearing blindly at him.

Claude gulped as brushed down his shirt before addressing the jailer, "It must be tough spending so much time in such undesirable company."

"It is my lord, but some has to do it," he mumbled

"And I assume you never get rewarded for such outstanding loyal services?" he queried.

"Well, no, not really my lord."

"I thought so, here," Claude said as he tossed the jailer a room key, "Go and have a bit of fun."

Will couldn't believe what he was hearing, surely this vile man didn't mean what he thought he meant. The red mist was building up inside him. All he wanted was an opportunity to ram his axe into Lord Klaviere's smug face.

"She's very spirited and feisty. But that's all part of the fun," he said forcing a smile on his face as he repeated the scripted words. "Go, on enjoy your self. Take your time, my room's the third one on the left hand side of the eastern corridor."

"Thank you my lord!" the small, greasy man grinned before faltering, "but who will watch them?"

"I'll see to it, go on! Off you go!"

The jailer didn't think twice and sped out to find the exotic girl the Lord had been talking about.

There we go another chapter down! Thankyou for reading!