A/N: Well the song I used in this is quite folky and sounded quite old fashioned, so I'm pretending it was a song that was around back then, because it could have been, and I wanted a song for Marians funeral, and this seemed to fit almost perfectly lol XD

Oh all the money that e'er I had, I spent it in good company

And all the harm that e'er I've done, alas, it was to none but me

And all I've done for want of wit to memory now I can't recall

Robin rose his head looking out over at all the people gathered around the remnants of Knighton hall, as the words of the song that was sadly sung echoed around the ghosts of the past. He had never expected so many to show their faces, even some nobles had appeared from far away. He let a tiny smile flicker across his features for a moment, she had definitely had an impact all across the land. "Thank-you..." He murmured to Much his good friend standing steadily by his side. Much placed his hand on his masters shoulder, giving it a tight and reassuring squeeze. He had spent a few days organising this, he hadn't consulted Robin, he had just gathered the others knowing exactly what his friend had wanted to say good-bye to his love. Djaq had found fresh flowers to lay around the area, and herbs to make the place smell much sweeter than the remnants of the the burnt manor.

So fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with you all

Robin cleared his throat, taking a deep breath he began to talk. "Thank-you all for coming today, Marian would be so pleased to see so many of her friends and loved ones." Robins voice cracked slightly at the end of his sentence. "It's just how she would have wanted it..." He added softly, trying to keep his face strong.

Oh all the comrades that e'er I've had, they are sorry for my going away

And all the sweethearts that e'er I've had, they would wish me one more day to stay

He felt insane, standing strongly beside Vasey as if nothing had happened, he looked out at the villagers that had been called upon. It was obvious they didn't want to be here, their restless movements and silent head turns in the other direction were a dead give away to Sir Guy. He had seen this so many times before, everytime the Sheriff called upon them, although something niggled at Guy, it wasn't the fact they were about to lie about Marians death to villagers that loved her so, lie to save his own skin, but the fact there were usually more villagers, at least double the amount that stood before him now. Something was up and Guy wouldn't let it rest.

But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise and you should not

I'll gently rise and I'll softly call good night and joy be with you all

"Marian was a wonderful woman, a wonderful woman and my wife..." Robin let one of his cheeky smiles slip out, as he thought back on her happy smile that day he had proposed. Now to him the speech about his bow seemed a little silly, but that's how she made him feel; silly, foolish, and altogether happy, with a joy that he felt would surely make him burst everytime he took her in his arms. A love he had never felt so strong in all of his life, it didn't matter what he would say to her, she would never mind, never think worse of him for talking a load of idiotic drivel. He heard the small gasp from everyone, as they then exchanged happy glances with each other, nodding and approving of the match. "It saddens me to tell you of her death, to talk of such times that bring such a heavy hurt upon not only my heart, but upon all of yours also. Although I feel the truth ought to be told of her passing, and of how brave and courageous she was all through her life. She looked after you all, whether you knew it or not." Robin sighed, why should such a wonderful woman be taken from him, from them all. "Her death was in the memory of you all, she died for such a great cause, and to ensure the future of England. Her life was given, to save that of King Richards."

If I had money enough to spend and leisure time to sit awhile

There is a fair maid in this town, that sorely has my heart beguiled

"My subjects and friends, it really...pains me to tell you the sad and awful news of such a loss, that has us all deeply, deeply, upset." Vasey began announcing to the crowd, he still couldn't help the smile that spread over his lips; he had gotten rid of the nightwatchman, and most likely Robin Hood, if he was as distraught as Vasey hoped, if he was he had hoped he had killed himself. That would be him rid of two bothers, maybe even three, he wouldn't have Gisbourne forgetting all his work duties for his lepper friend anymore, and she wouldn't be spilling all his plans to the outlaws. It was almost perfect, almost. Of course the King was still alive, but that would eventually be rectified. "Lady Marian has passed away. Sadly, of course." He thought he best add that it was sad, otherwise villagers would grow suspicious. "Upon our trip to Portsmouth she caught a pestilence that had taken a village, sadly there was nothing we could do to save her. So we now honour her memory." Every villager solemnly lowered their heads in silence, as did the Sheriff, but Guy just stood still. Marians dieing face still in his mind, something he couldn't shift, and the fact that something was wrong with the villagers, where had they gone to? The silence lasted less than a minute before Vasey began chanting again to the crowd. Guy couldn't take it anymore, he leapt from the platform and grabbed the nearest villager he could see. A woman, he grabbed hold of her dress in a threatening manner, "Tell me where the rest of the villagers are, and I won't throw you in the dungeons." Simple and to the point, the woman complied and Gu was off like a shot.

Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips I own, she has my heart enthralled

So fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with you all

"Marian, have you know it or not, was not any normal noble, as you know she stood for all you villagers and good in the world. Not only did she stand up to the Sheriff for you, but she also fed you, left you medicine, drink, anything your family needed." Robin glanced downwards at the dusty ground, "Marian was the Nightwatchman." He let the other gasps come from the crowd that hung to his every word. "She was amazing, a special woman, with a very big heart."

My dearest dear, the time draws near when here no longer can I stay

There's not a comrade I leave behind, but is grieving for my going away

But since it has so ordered been what is once past can't be recalled

Now fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with you all

"I also want you to know of how she died, I feel for you not to know is an injustice upon you all." He swallowed the lump that kept trying to rise in his throat, he had to be strong, he had to keep his cool, he had to tell everyone, they had to know. "The truth is she was slain, by the hand of a noble you all know well. Sir Guy of Gisbourne." Silence took everyone by storm, they had thought Guy was a low person, but they had never expected he would do such a thing to a woman he supposedly loved. "Lies! All of it! Lies." Clad in black leather from head to toe Sir Guy stepped from the trees, anger purely taking over all of his features, "Will you believe a common outlaw? Or those who rule over you?"

"Give over Guy! We all know what a low person you all are, why don't you just admit your wrongs. You couldn't handle the jealousy. The fact she loved me and not you!" Robin had been waiting to see him, and now anger fuelled him. He would run that sword straight through him. "Stop spouting your lies Hood. We all know we were never in the Holy Land, never anywhere near the King. she died in Portsmouth, pestilence. Natural causes."

"Let the people know the truth Guy, or so be it I will run this sword through your abdomen just like you did to her!" Robin drew his sword, "Your blood will be spilt Hood." Guy also drew his sword with a shink. The crowd remained silent, scared of the fight that was to ensue. "Master!" Much protested, worried, but knowing he could not stop this insanity. "Oh blood will be spilled Guy, but it shall not be mine."

A man may drink and not be drunk, a man may fight and not be slain

A man may court a pretty girl and perhaps be welcomed back again

But since it has so ordered been by a time to rise and a time to fall

The clash of swords could be heard all around, each of the men fuelled by rage, anger and jealousy. No one daren't move, no one daren't say a word, they didn't even know if the sound of their breathing would be too much. They all just stared, watching the epic fight, fuelled by a pain so great no one could understand. With a kick and a push Guy was down on the floor, his sword skittering away across the earth. Robin knelt on him, his sword raised ready to strike. "Stop!" Much shouted running over, "Master! Please stop this insanity!" He was breathless with worry, and scared robin would do something he regretted later. "Marian would not want it like this, she would not want the day of her memory to be ruined with Guys blood. Please Robin, remember her how she would want to be remembered." Robins gaze never left from Guy's scared one, although he was not seeing Guy, he saw red. Now all he could see was Marian, her dieing breath, the pain she had. He stood and gave Guy a kick in the side, "So be it Guy I will kill you, when you least expect it." He sheathed his sword, "Now run back to your master, you worthless dog." With that the outlaws departed making for the forest.

Come fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with you all

A/N: Ok that was long, sorry about that, I just wanted to get it perfect was all XD also sorry for the wait, been busy.