Alan saved Kate and her mother by turning herself in, only he just has to figure out if that was such a good choice?
Alan stood in front of the gallows and sighed. This was were love had got him. Even love that came only from him, and not from the one he loved. He had been foolish. Now all that awaited him was dead, while living was all he wanted.
He still doubted any rescue mission, especially since he had no idea what happened to Robin, Tuck, Much and John when he and Kate were in Locksley.
The executor put the rope around his neck and checked if it was tight enough. Then he saluted the Prince.
Alan closed his eyes for his mental pain. And all he had ever wanted from Kate was a kiss, or een a smile of gratitude towards him, but never got it. Was this going to be his dying thought?
The crowd was silence when the executor walked over to Alan again, and stood ready to kick the chair away.
"Prince John!" A voice rose up through the sound of the wind. "I won't let you kill one of my men." An arrow hit the executor, who fell to the ground with a hard sound.
John and Much jumped on the stage and freed Alan, helping him off the chair.
They're surrounded by soldiers and guards. When there seemed to be no escape Kate came rushing on the square with Tuck and a wagon with hay. John, Much and Alan jumped into the back of the wagon, followed by Robin, who jumped off the wall, and they rode off. Followed by guards that couldn't keep up.