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Lillian of Kersey was more than slightly annoyed at the prospects of living here at the castle. Currently she was hopelessly lost on her way to breakfast; and none of the guards would give her directions! She about the turn back to (attempt) to find her room and have her maid bring her breakfast in her chambers when she ran into someone coming around the corner. "Watch where you're-!" she was surprised to see Guy of Gisborne standing before her looking just as angry as she was frustrated. Surprise and a hint of embarrassment flashed on his face, no doubt because he had just shouted at her. He regained his expression before nodding to her. "Lady Lillian, forgive me. I was looking for you."

Lilly nodded to him, slightly thankful for her "rescuer", "Quite alright. I should know better than to attempt to find something on my own." She fell in step with him as the two made their way to the dining hall.

Lilly was more that slightly embarrassed when she found she wasn't very far from it; fortunately, Guy said nothing, he only offered her his arm. The Sheriff was already partaking of breakfast when the two arrived. "Ah Lady Lillian," the Sheriff remarked boredly from his seat at the head of the table. "I have decided that Guy will take you out on a ride today."

"My lord-" Guy began to object, but Vaisey cut him off.

"Gisborne, you want to have Lady Lillian comfortable here, don't you? Of course you do," Vaisey smiled with such sappiness that Lilly's skin crawled. "Now, you should go right after breakfast. Good day, my lady," the Sheriff bowed before leaving the room as though running from something.

"My lady," Lilly turned to Guy as he looked down. "If you do not want to do this you do not have to."

Lilly smiled, "Nonsense. I would be happy to." With that she partook of her breakfast in silence.

Guy of Gisborne was surprised when he saw her horse. He had expected a large, old, docile beast, but this horse was a beautiful animal. It was black and muscular hinting it was a rather fast horse. He looked to be only three years old. Lilly must have caught the surprise on his face. "Shadowmere. He was a gift from Prince John. Apparently the Prince is a good judge of horse flesh; I am not, but I know a beautiful animal when I see one." She patted the horse's neck affectionately and the horse nuzzled her back. Guy almost smiled seeing the gentleness of the woman.

Lillian led the horse into the open square, and mounted herself although Guy went over to help her. "Where are you going to take me?" she asked as Guy mounted his own horse.

"Locksley, I am Lord of the Manor there." Guy smirked hoping that that would peak her interest, but it did not.

Guy watched her from the corner of his eye. He took in her body, trying to judge her, but she kept every door he could see, closed.

As they approached Locksley, Guy smiled, hoping that the village would impress her. As they rode through the village Guy watched as the villagers slightly cowered from him, and seemed curious at the young woman who rode with him.

"Fetch the lady and I a drink," he ordered one of his servants. Lilly looked over the manor. It was a simple house, grand in the eyes of the peasants to be sure. Locksley seemed rather like any off the villages she had seen, with the exception of the fact that they cringed from their lord.

"Sir Guy," she turned to him from her walk around the room, "Your surfs, they hid away from you. Why is that?"

Guy froze for a moment; he could not lie to her. But the truth was no better. "I am their lord and as such they are obligated to respect me."

"Yes but," Guy glowered at her; he wanted nothing to do with this conversation.

Lilly stopped. She could feel his change of mood from across the room. He looked as though he wanted to wring her neck. "They must have a great amount of respect for you."

Guy saw very briefly that she looked slightly scared of him. Instantly a picture of Marian flooded his mind, the night that her house had burned. "Lady Lillian."

"Lilly. You may call my Lilly, Sir Guy," she smiled a little, if only to hide her true feelings.

Guy nodded, "Lilly," he could not saw anything to her about that. He didn't want to drive her away all together. "Is there some place else I could take you?"

Lilly let herself truly smile as she stood by the creek. She had requested that Guy take her out in the woods somewhere. He had been slightly hesitant, but she had said she would go by herself if he didn't accompany her.

Guy looked around in the trees, fervently praying that Robin Hood would not ambush them. He then looked down to Lilly. She was bent over the brook, running her hand through the cold water. Guy made his way down the rocky hill towards her and briefly wondered how she made it down herself. "Thank you, Sir Guy," she said as she stood.

Guy almost said something, but suddenly he couldn't. He only kept watching her. The way the sun caressed her check and neck, her hair that shown with hits of blonde mixed in the red and brown. How he suddenly longed to run his fingers through her hair and burry his face in her neck. No, I can't. Marian he shook his head quickly to attempt to get rid of thoughts of both women.

"Well milady, did you have a good time?" Rosemary asked as he lady entered her room that late afternoon.

"Yes, I certainly did," Lillian removed her outer cloak and sat on the bed.

"I hope that you're feeling alright, you stayed out awfully long." Rosemary was constantly worrying about her.

"I'm perfectly fine, Rosemary," Lilly smiled as her maid went to prepare a bath for her. Lillian had had a fine time with Sir Guy. She had found his whole demeanor rather amusing, as well. He was always so serious and scowling, yet when he was talking to her he seemed to soften somewhat. She was more than intrigued to learn more about him.