I hurt.
My arm is pulsing
My head is burning
I feel sick to my stomach
I can see eyes
I've seen them before
Evil
Cruel
Sir Guy's eyes.
It can't be true
I killed him myself
All those years ago
But the eyes stay near me
Laughing at me
Laughing at my pain
Laughing at my longing for my bright-eyed wife
I can see the laugher's face now
Tis a woman's face
The prioress
The murderer from all those years ago
Sir guy's sister
She laughs at me
My arm still pulses
I hear a steady drip
Drip
I'm bleeding
I'm dying
I will not survive this night
I will never see Marian's face again
Her merry Norman face
The bearer of my children
I feel tears
Hot tears
Angry tears biting at my eyes
No
I cannot cry
I cannot give my murderer that satisfaction
Even if my heart is breaking
I must get John
My best friend
My horn
Where is it?
I must get to him before I die
For the prioress will not have pity
She will not tell Marian that she was the last thing on my mind
She will lead her to believe I left her
Never
I cannot do that to my Marian
I can feel the horn
Smooth
Hard
I take it to my lips
The note comes
Stubborn
But loud enough for John to hear
I only pray he gets here in time
For Marian's sake.