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I do not own most of the characters but in a way i do because i have made them my own and in a way i invented everything about them. So lets instead say they are based on the original ballads in some way.
I am thinking that this will be the first ficcy in a series! I have plans for a few story's after this so please read!
And for anyone who is reading "Marian is Back!" some facts are similar in here as are in the other one but this one is purely based on childhood dreaming with a few adjustments.
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Marian leant against the balcony as a leaf of a great old tree tickled her cheek gently, suddenly a sharp note filled the air. A note identical to a robin's. She looked up excitedly, dark eyes shining with anticipation. Out of the shadows of the tree a figure appeared dressed in a dark forest green, he smiled and walked delicately along the thick branches that extended right up to the balcony. Marian took a step back as he jumped over the edge, he took her hand and as his lips brushed against her cream skin a soft rosy tingle went through her cheeks. "Marian, I'm back." he whispered. Marian took a step till they where almost touching, then he wrapped his arms around her. One hand was at the small of her back and the other pressing her against him, Marian looked him in those coal black eyes and felt joy rush through her before she felt his lips touch hers. And so they stood in a passionate embrace, two lovers in the shadow of an old oak tree, nothing else existed for them except from each other.
"Robin," Marian whispered as she tilted her head back. "I've missed you so."
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Robin sighed and stroked Marian's long locks of chestnut hair as she leant her head against his chest. "My dear," he spoke. "I'm afraid I have to go now. The sun is rising and you know what will happen if anyone finds me." Marian frowned slightly but stood up anyway, she knew what would happen. If her uncle's guards found Robin they would march him of to the dungeons and he would soon be hung. Not to mention her Uncle, Prince John, would almost certainly use it to cheat Marian of her inheritance.
"You will come back tomorrow won't you Rob?" Marian asked even though she already knew the answer. "Of course my darling, how could I not? Especially now that my mother has won my father over." Robin stroked her cheek gently and toyed with a lock of hair. "How could he not like you my love? It took everything in my mothers power to convince him to let me see you. Not that I would have listened to them had they said nay."
Marian chuckled slightly, "Maybe he has something against my noble birth, maybe he thinks that his son, born and raised an outlaw could ever live happily with the future queen?" Marian had meant it as a joke but Robin's features darkened. "Robin, I was only joking."
"I know sweetheart," he said with a forced cheerfulness. "Its just that I can't but help think that's right. How could it ever work? I mean, I'm just a low born serf, even worse I'm the son of an outlaw. And you, when you turn seventeen next year you will be queen." Marian placed a slender finger on his chin and lifted it till he looked into his eyes, "It doesn't matter. I don't care where or to whom you where born. I know you have a good heart, and I know I love you. That's all that matters."
Robin made to reply when a sharp tap on the door startled them, before Robin could escape the door opened, Marian and Rob froze unable to move. A middle-aged woman stepped into the room, her blonde hair was starting to grey. Her face was rough and maybe had once been pretty, now it was lined with wisdom and care. When she looked up and saw them she nearly dropped the pile of laundry she was holding.
"Marian." she hissed. "What do you think you are doing? What if it had been thy uncle who had walked in here instead of me? It would be Robin's neck at the noose today." Charlotte bustled and nagged but in a motherly way. "Now thou hast better go young Master Robin, Prince John will be come a'callin' an pay a surprise visit to his young niece, m'lady Marian." Robin nodded and pecked Charlotte on the cheek, "Thank you Lottie," he said before taking Marian into a quick embrace and then he was gone.
"Ah, that young lover boy of yours. One day you two will get into big trouble, mark my words honey." Lottie did not know just how true those words where. Soon Marian was washed and dressed up in her dress, a light violet one, swirled lightly around her. Marian's chestnut locks where brushed till they shined. "Why does my Uncle wish to see me?" Marian asked as Lottie applied an ancient cream, a remedy to keep the skin looking fresh and clean.
"I'm not sure lady, but he said he'd see you in the evening." Lottie chattered on. "Oh well, are there any chores I have to make today?" Marian asked. "They are not chores!" Lottie cried. "Dinners and picnic with your fellow ladies are not chores. Argh! What am I to do with you unruly child."
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