For those of you that have been following, I did update Chapter 4, so you might want to finish reading that first! Thanks for reading, everyone! It's still a work in progress, but I really think I should finish this!

Audrey opened her eyes to the morning sunlight in her room. Had all that really happened? Gisborne's home, Robin, the forest, everything? It seemed rather hard for her to believe at first. She felt her throat where Gisborne's hand had grasped her. It was still slightly sore from his tight grip, but it also confirmed Audrey's thoughts. It had all been real. She would be going to court again today with her brother. She wondered if Gisborne had figured everything out yet. One look in her eyes and he might figure everything out.

"Finally awake, I see," Robert said as he opened the door to Audrey's room. "Get dressed and hurry up. We're going to be late." Audrey glared at him as he slammed the door behind him. He obviously hadn't gotten over what had happened the night before. She quickly dressed in a clean emerald green dress that clashed with the color of her eyes and allowed one of her servants to tie her hair up in a tight braid again. After releasing the servant to the rest of her morning duties, Audrey glided down the stairs and waited with her brother in front of the home for their carriage to come around from the back of the home. Robert was completely silent as Audrey stared down at the edges of her skirt. She knew he would continue to give her the cold shoulder until she either apologized or waited this entire thing out. Neither would happen, and Audrey merely assumed that Robert would yell at her again before this was all over. After their father had passed away, he had taken it upon himself to take care of her more than was necessary. At least, that's what Audrey believed. He would have her married off once he could find a suitor, but Audrey kept managing to avoid such a fate. She wasn't ready to be married yet, and she made absolutely sure that Robert knew every time he brought the subject up.

The carriage arrived and Robert and Audrey got in silently. Once again Audrey counted the seconds it took to reach Nottingham on the bumpy road they were taking. It was the same general count, so she committed it to memory as she stepped out of the carriage and made her way into the great hall where the nobles were conversing pleasantly with each other. Robert took off on his own to meet and speak to the other nobles. Audrey knew how social he loved to be, so she allowed him to go unimpeded. Besides, she knew he needed the time to himself.

She glanced around to see if Sir Guy of Gisborne was around. So far, there had been no signs of him. After a few minutes of searching with no luck, Audrey sighed and resigned herself to a corner where she could watch the nobles in peace. Thankfully no one had managed to sidle up to her for a conversation. She never did like talking to random people that she was completely disinterested in, especially other nobles. Sir Guy, on the other hand, piqued her interest like no other noble had done before. He was quiet, withdrawn, and obviously hiding something. She had to know.

Suddenly, a side door to the great hall opened with a resounding slam. The nobles in the room turned to face the person who dared to be cruel enough to interrupt their conversation. Audrey held herself back from gasping. Sir Guy of Gisborne stood in the doorway. He looked very much the worse for wear, but he still had decided to come. The door swung closed behind him as he took a step forward. After a few more moments of silence, the nobles returned to their mindless chatter. Audrey remained in her corner, not wanting to approach Gisborne while he still had the slightest bit of attention still on him. She watched as he made his way to the place he had been standing the day before, leaning against the wall and remaining his withdrawn self. What could he possibly be thinking about? Audrey waited a few more minutes before she finally allowed herself to believe that no one would notice her talking to Gisborne. She strode over next to him. His eyes were still downcast on the floor, and she remembered staring at the hem of her skirt the same way that morning. Robert was still going to be angry with her no matter what. She pushed the thought out of her head as she prepared her own words to say.

"You don't look very good, Sir Guy," she said softly. "Did something happen?"

"Didn't I tell you to be curious about someone else yesterday?" Gisborne snapped. He didn't lift his eyes from the floor.

"Who else would I want to be curious about when they are all talking like sheep and being herded like cows to the middle of this room. I don't appreciate that kind of company."

"And you somehow believe mine is better?"

"It's certainly more interesting."

"Go talk to someone else. Please."

"You haven't even answered my question," Audrey hissed. She was beginning to feel her more stern side coming up. Sure, Gisborne was interesting, but he was a pain when it came to getting information.

"What question?"

"Did something happen?"

"Why should I tell you?" He finally lifted his gaze from the floor. His blue eyes hid a fire behind them that took Audrey a second to realize it was there. He obviously wasn't too happy to see her. Was that how she seemed when she was around Robin?

"For the exact same reason I'm asking."

"And what, Lady Audrey, would that reason be?"

"Because I care." Audrey shrank back as Gisborne outright laughed at the statement. Then she clenched her fists and said, "No one else in this room cares, so why can't I? This is the second time I've seen you hiding from everyone like you've got some great secret that keeps you from them and I'm not supposed to know. I hate not knowing things."

"Then why can't you go out and know things about the other nobles in this room. I can't possibly be more interesting than them," Gisborne retorted.

"Oh, grow up! You're sulking off by yourself like some bad boy with something nagging him that he just can't let go. And, from the looks of it, you had a very interesting night. Add that to your rather dramatic entrance and that's bound to catch my interest. What were you trying to achieve with that entrance anyway?" Gisborne opened his mouth to reply, but Audrey stopped him short. "I'll give you a chance to have your say when I've had mine. Secrets and events are intriguing things that I just don't allow to pass by. At least tell me about whatever happened last night. It might be good to get that off your chest. Now you can speak."

"If I tell you about last night, will you stay away from me?"

"No. Not until I know exactly why you're always sulking and hiding."

"Then give up now."

"No."

"You know I can just walk out right now, don't you?"

"You probably won't want to do that. The Sheriff is watching." Audrey gestured toward where the Sheriff was standing in the center of attention, but she could tell that he had one eye on Gisborne as he half-paid attention to what was going on around him. She had only met the Sheriff once and had already determined that she didn't like him. He was harsh, cruel, and a little too rough with his humor. It was going to be difficult to impress him, but she was certain that Robert had already won him over. Half the battle was already won there. "I'm quite certain that he would disapprove of you leaving the fun so early. Plus, I know how much you don't want to talk to the other nobles out there. They all must know. Well, know most of it. You're cornered." Gisborne glanced in the Sheriff's direction once before returning his gaze to Audrey. She could almost feel the anger in his gaze, but she held her ground. She wanted to hear him say it. She wanted him to give her some sort of opinion on the Robber and Robin Hood and everyone even though she could probably guess what it was from what had happened the night before. Still, she had to hear him say it.

"Fine. You win." Gisborne stared down at the floor, but his voice was still audible only to Audrey. "Someone broke into Locksley Manor last night. Two people, really."

"Do you know who they were?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes. I might need to be on the lookout for them, too. Why didn't you think the Court needed to know this, too? It's valuable information if someone is breaking into houses and trying to steal things."

"I didn't mention anything about stealing."

"Well, I... I simply assumed that since they were breaking into your home..." Audrey faltered. Gisborne lifted an appraising eye to her features before returning his gaze to the floor.

"Assumed, of course. That's easy to say when one of them was Robin Hood." Audrey gasped like any young noblewoman would when she heard the name of the man that had saved her from Gisborne's grip the night before. "Are you certain you want to hear more?"

"Of course! Who was the other one?" Not all of Audrey's excitement was being faked at this point. She wanted to hear him say it, needed to hear him say it. Robber. She willed the word to life in with his voice.

"Probably some peasant. A skinny little lad not much bigger than you, actually. He's probably in league with Robin Hood, maybe a new member of his gang." Audrey nearly clenched her fists in frustration. How could he not know? How could he not see and remember the words of her own deeds? Of her disguise?

"You don't think it was the Robber, do you?" she asked. At least she could give the suggestion a try.

"The Robber?" Gisborne let the words hang in the air for a moment. "That's a new fellow around here. He wouldn't dare...He didn't even take anything. I doubt it was him."

"It was just a suggestion..." Audrey could feel her tone growing weaker. Well, this was failing dreadfully. She couldn't even get him to admit that he had seen her alter ego. Still, she could try getting a little more information out of him.

"What makes you hide from everyone anyway? And I know it's not what happened last night," she said. Gisborne looked at her once more before lowering his gaze again. She heard him mutter something under his breath, but the only word she caught was her. So it was some girl? She sighed. Maybe this was too much all of a suddenly for him. She took a step back.

"I... I..." she began to say.

"Just go."

"Yes. It...It was nice talking to you, Sir Guy of Gisborne." She curtsied politely and turned away from him to try to find her brother so she could leave. She thought she heard Sir Guy echoing her farewell, but it could have been something else. The room was so noisy anyway.