Sorry this is a rather short chapter. Hope you enjoy it none the less.

Chapter 2

Locksley – the following day

The truth was John was worried, in fact he was extremely worried; he had never seen Marian so upset. He knew she would take robin leaving hard, but locking herself in her room and not coming out for 3 weeks, she had never been one to mope. He was pulled from his thoughts by a knocking on the door. Thornton opened it to reveal Marian standing there, her hood up to shield herself from the cold; Thornton ushered her in the house quickly and went to make her a warm drink. "Marian!" John cried rushing to encircle his arms around her. Marian had to use everything she had not to break down in his arms, telling him how much she hated but loved Robin at the same time, it was true she loved him, she always would.

"Hello John," much to her own surprise her voice did not break.

"I am so glad you got out of your room." He said finally releasing her from his grasp.

"So I am I was starting to get bored." She laughed, still unconvincing, but closer to a real laugh than the previous day.

"Well I have cards, would you like a game?"

"Definitely." Marian smiled; the same smile as previous, not the warm smile John was used to, and it pained him to see her like this.

As Marian walked around Locksley with Robin's father she knew the conversation he was building up to speak. But she felt inclined to speak first. "How long will this war last?" She asked looking straight ahead. There was an arms stretch distance between them.

"Im afraid I don't know, could be months, could be years." John said honestly. Marian nodded. "Marian you cannot stay mad at him forever." She sighed.

"I realise that." She finally admitted.

"I am not saying that what he did was ok but…"

"Good because it was not." She snapped, interrupting him mid-sentence. She took a deep breath. "I apologise, I should not be so rude."

"It is ok, you are hurting I understand."
"Was I stupid to think that it would happen, to think that I would marry him?" She finally looked at John, the quietness of her voice and the sound of her voice cracking hurt him, as much as he admired his son for fighting for his country, he shouldn't have left how he did. This time he sighed, he looked to see tears streaming down her face. He took her in his arms and hugged her.

"No of course you weren't, trust me, things will work out you will see."