Robin
I loved the look in Marian's eyes whenever she said her famous words: Everything is a choice. And I believed her. For some odd reason, life gave me that exact feeling, of being in charge of my own destiny. But what if, being in charge of my destiny, I made a different decision?
What if I had never followed the King to the Holy Land? I'd have felt guilty for shirking my duty to my King and my Country. But I might, even now, have been married to Marian. And still happily installed at Locksley. But I never would have felt the fulfillment of saving a starving family from the brink of poverty. As such, I was able to do as much for my country as I had fighting in the East. Somehow, this is worth it.
What if I hadn't decided to save Will, Allan, Luke, and Benedict? They would be executed needlessly, and I'd have been plagued by guilt. As much as I sometimes wished not to be in my current situation, I couldn't say I regretted saving them.
What if I hadn't accepted Djaq into the gang? Marian would, even now, be dead. Without Djaq, I would have lost the person who means more to me than any other.
What if I hadn't allowed Gwen to join us? I hate to say we'd be better off, I told myself. But now we've had her with us, there's no forgetting her. But if she hadn't come at all? Life would have gone on the same way as usual.
And if Allan hadn't lost his stupid temper, I wouldn't have lost one of my most skilled, tenacious fighters! I'd never forgive him that...