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Chapter 10 The King and Queen of Sherwood

"We win! Bow down losers! I am the queen of the Sherwood! Bow down!" Alex said strutting into the camp with Allan behind her. She stood on top a rock and curtsied holding up a non existent skirt for dramatic effect.

"Impossible. You only were out for a few hours." Much said incredulous at the pair.

"Very possible! Look at all the wealth we brought in." Alex dumped out a bag of various riches and Allan did as well. "I couldn't have done it without my partner in crime." Alex pulled up Allan so he stood next to her. "Ya know, I think we could be good rulers"

"Ya. Fair, but 'arsh. You now have to 'ddress me as King Allan and my partner as Queen Alex." he said looking out at his friends.

Robin inspected the spoils before him. This was the week when all the merchants, nobles, and peasants came to Nottingham to sell and trade. It was the biggest, and most profitable, week of the year in the shire, so it was expected that every year the poorer traders would be cheated and gain little money and in some cases, loose money. The richer merchants and the nobles would gain immensely, and the Sheriff would get enough money from taxes he imposes just for the week that he could redecorate the entire castle to his dark and sinister liking and still have some cash remaining.

"How did you get this much? We were out there for much longer than you and got only half of this?" Robin said, referring to his, Little John's, and Much's earlier turn that had easily brought in more than Will and Djaq.

"Rush hour traffic. Ya know, it sucks for the travelers, but it is great for robbers." Alex replied with a satisfied smirk. She bent down and found a fancy, silver hair ornament and she placed it down on her head so the silver branches wrapped around her head. "I think this suits me. Your opinion, my King?"

"Very suitable." Allan said, picking up a goblet and holding it as if he was toasting himself, which he really was but was just missing the wine necessary.

"Did you take 10%?" Robin asked with a knowing smirk. He knew these two together were no good for the rich of Nottingham.

"How dare you Robin?" Alex said in mock shock and hurt. "We are not sinister rulers. We follow our own laws and have not imposed any tax or laws on you, yet you hurt us." Alex fake fainted into Allan's arms.

"You are no longer a knight of the A Dale kingdom. You are banished." Allan added.

"Wait the A Dale kingdom?! It's the Hunter kingdom!" Alex said, departing from Allan's arms.

"I'm not bein' funny but I did most the work."

"Most of the work! I had to lay in the dirt and play damsel in distress! The dirt, Rooster! Ya know there are bugs in dirt! And being a damsel in distress goes against my entire belief in feminism. You know I hate the patriarchy and the view of the ideal women that exist in this time and still in mine! I actually made a sacrifice."

"I was the one robbing them. All you did was look 'retty and knocked a person or two when necessary!"

"Ya know, I will assassinate you and rule myself if you push me!"

"Not if I kill ya first and then just remarry someone with real power!"

"Allan! Alex!" Robin yelled interrupting them. "It doesn't matter. You are the King and Queen of the Sherwood or whatever you call it and you live happily ever after. Just gather your prize and leave."

"Fine." Alex said with a pout, flipping her hair and walking away, tossing her crown to Much who barely managed to catch it. As she walked she grabbed her prize of a few coins to spend at the market and she turned to look over her shoulder and smirked at Allan since their ingenious plan had worked. Allan yelled at her to wait up and stormed over to her, grabbing his prize and tossing his goblet to Much as well.

They two fake fought with each other, trying not to laugh at the success of their plan. They only had three carriages pass by in their short turn, all in one party, but instead of the standard 10% Robin put in place, they had taken a measly 50%. The party was owned by the richest and sleaziest noble in all of England, a noble by the name of Buckingham and he was despised by everyone in the country, but his wealth made him a strategic ally. So the two figured no one would really miss the valuables of Buckingham except those, like the Sheriff, who wanted to align themselves with him and Buckingham himself. The only thing really hurt was the selfish noble's pride. So the pair was just a little bit greedy and incredibly lucky and resourceful when it came to their entry.

Robin looked at the two's attempt at fighting, which contained random yelling and giggles. He realized as they walked away it was all apart of their plan, but he let them have it, despite Much's complaining and whining. He should have seen it coming when the two paired up together and then suggested their should be a prize of a pouch of coins for each member of the winning team. 'Hopefully they will send the money wisely and in the process, tell each other their feelings so we can all stop looking at the two fools.' he thought. They were the perfect match, but the two had to make things as complicated as possible and disregard the necessary so when they finally succeeded, it was in immense glory. No one doubted that their final admission to each other of their undying love would be the thing of epics, hopefully minus bloodshed

The two had their own individual plans for the money they earned. They of course were going to the market they had just deprived valuable of and make purchases they normally couldn't by being outlaws that gave everything to others in more need. They were proud od their work, but Allan was a natural greedy thief and Alex was used to having money in her pocket in case of emergency or a really cool find at a thrift shop. Allan had a plan to woe Alex off her feet, and Alex had a plan perfectly inspire Allan's heart. The two had no idea that the other had created the elaborate plan of the contest for the other. The were the perfect match.

As they left the gang and walked over to their usual training spot, they dropped their ruse.

"Ya know, I cannot believe they let us get away." Alex commented, counting the amount of money she now possessed.

"I 'alf expected Much to steal the money from us." Allan laughed in reply.

"I half expected everyone to! Their faces were priceless."

"So what are you going to buy at the market tomorrow, Songbird."

"I think I am just gonna look around. Ya know, see if anything catches my eye." Alex smirked back at her friend's ignorance. She had been planning this ever since she heard about this week and then some.

"Hope ya find somethin' nice." Allan replied, secretly hoping that she would not find anything so he could do that part himself.

"So what is the training today?" Alex said, setting her things on the ground and pulling out her sword.

"No sword. Bow." Allan replied, picking up a bow from a hidden spot inside a tree along with a quiver of arrows. He held them out for Alex with a childlike grin as she glared at him and groaned.

"Why? Can we just accept I am never gonna get this?! Whenever we have to shoot at the Sheriff and his men, everyone is spot on and my arrow goes only a foot in a direction that essentially is the opposite. I'm good with the sword. Can't I just survive on that?"

"I'm not bein' funny, but if ya jus practice, ya will get better." Allan said. Alex rolled her eyes and grabbed the dreaded weapon. "Good. Now how about you just show me how you usually shoot." Alex rolled her eyes again and slung the quiver onto her back. She pulled an arrow out and strung it and quickly shot it, aiming at a tree trunk. Before the arrow even flew, Allan started cracking up. As the arrow pathetically landed a foot to the right of Alex, he was howling.

"What?!" Alex yelled, displeased.

"You are worse than I first met ya." Allan said between laughs. "You are placing the arrow in the wrong side of the bow." Alex looked at him with concentrated and bewildered look. "'Ere." he said, approaching the confused woman. He grabbed the fallen arrow and positioned himself so as she was in a proper stance, he enveloped her. He held her right hand and guided it, showing how to properly place the arrow, so it was on the outside of her body. His hand also rested on her left, aiming the bow for her. "Like this." he continued. The closeness was absolutely fantastic, and unbearable. Alex wanted nothing but to spin around and kiss Allan, but she knew better and besides, she already had a plan to admit her feelings, though she was still hesitant about it since she was from so far away. Allan wanted nothing but to spin her around and kiss her and hold her, but he already had his plan and his insecurities of his lowly, uneducated status pried on him. Instead, Alex's eyes fluttered towards him as he looked head on at the target, trying to avoid her curious and gorgeous bright blue eyes. Allan, guiding Alex, drew back and fired the arrow, that almost nearly perfectly hit its target. Alex was snapped out of her trance and laughed and smiled at her victory, and Allan then could not help but stare at her glittering eyes and enchanting lips. She was focused on her vicarious success, but if she had looked at him that moment, nothing could have stopped them. But their fate was not in align.

"I can't believe I was doing it wrong this entire time!"

"Me too." Allan replied with a smirk. Alex shoved him playfully and giggled.

"Nothing can stop me now. Except death itself." she smirked and finally turned around. Despite her shove, the two were extremely close, only leaving a few mere inches between them. They looked at each other and into each others eyes, ready to act on their instincts, but their fate was not in align. Their logic kicked in and they awkwardly stepped back from each other, looking at the ground.

"Ya know, I um, promised Djaq I would help her make a um something important medicine thing." Alex said, her lie obvious which was a rare occurrence for her.

"Ya I need to help Will build um a build a chair. For the poor." Allan said with another rarely obvious lie.

"Great. We both have things to do. Um see you later." Alex smiled awkwardly, ;picked up her things and quickly walked, or well really ran to the outlaw's camp. There, she threw her things at Much to carry to her private are and then grabbed Djaq, who was sitting by the fire, conversing with Will, and dragged her to a secluded area of the camp. Everyone stared at her bewildered.

"What is going on?!" Djaq asked as she was dragged against her will.

"Nothing. We are just talking like how friends do." Alex replied, looking over at the gang that now greeted a panicked Allan.

"What happened between you and Allan?" Djaq asked, knowing that the two were always in a struggle.

"Nothing. Why are you asking? What happened between you and Will, huh? Ya know, just because I am a woman who likes a man does not mean my entire life revolves around that." Alex said with panicked eyes, stealing glances at Allan, who was now stealing Will.

"Because I know you and I know you will not admit your feelings."

"Fine. I will tell you."

Djaq replied in a satisfied smirk.

"So Allan was teaching me how to shoot an arrow with the bow-"

"Because you are embarrassingly terrible." Djaq added with a smirk.

Alex glared at her an continued. "Yes. But as he guided me we stood very close and I turned around and we almost kissed. This is the bloody second time!"

"Second?"

"Yes the first John interrupted us."

"So why don't you just kiss and end all of this awkwardness?"

"Because I'm not sure I should kiss him. I like him, but where could it lead. I have to go home sometime and we are fighting for our lives everyday. A relationship does not work when you are an outlaw and the Sheriff has reserved a noose for you. Besides, he surely does not trulylike me. Ya know, I'm just some pretty girl he wants to have fun with."

"Valid points, but you still like him. Just tell him."

"I can't just tell him. I wouldn't be able to. I would do it in a sarcastic manner and that would make everything more awkward." Alex sighed. "I do have a plan to get him a gift that would invite romantic gestures or courtship or whatever. But just like an invite. Not a proclamation."

"Explain."

"Well, so you know how I am the Queen and I won that money today." Alex smirked. Djaq nodded, aggravated at her ego. "And you know how I met that woman, Sarah. She has a daughter and her father used to be a tanner. Well, I needed a new journal a few weeks ago and I bought one she made, which might I add, is way better and cuter than the one I have from back home. But I told her I would pay her back as soon as possible with the purchase of another journal during the market week. I have been teaching Allan how to read and write so I figured he might like it or want it or hate it. Probably hate it."

"How thoughtful. I think you should."

"No! You are my logical friend! You are supposed to help me stay grounded and say 'No. Don't date him because that is a bunch of unnecessary drama in your already chaotic life.'"

"But it's true." Djaq held her friend and looked at her intently. "You both like each other so just tell each other that."

Alex paused for a moment thinking. "I am going to ask Robin for a second opinion. Also I need you to make a medicine thing because I lied about that and I always need to come through on my lies. Thanks. You are the best." And with that, Alex ran off to find Robin.

Of course as Alex talked to Djaq, Allan had stolen Will for the exact same purpose. He had stormed into the camp moments later and grabbed Will, making the rest of the gang even more confused at what was going on between the two.

"What happened?" Will asked his friend.

"Why are ya askin'?" Allan defensively replied.

"Because I know that you like Alex and you are too shy to admit it." Will responded, crossing his arms.

"I ain't shy."

"Yes, you are. When it comes to Alex, you are an entirely different person. Cocky and confidant Allan does not exist around her."

"Well I got a plan to fix that."

"And that is?"

"I'm gonna go to market 'morrow and buy somethin' pretty. Girls like jewelry, right?"

"I don't know."

"You aren't bein' helpful."

"This is not my issue. You are the one acting like child. But I will help you if you wish."

"Thanks mate. Also you need to build a chair. It's a long story."

"Wha-" Will started, but Allan was gone before he could finish his word.

Robin was the next to be dragged into this mess. "Robin!" Alex yelled, walking into the camp. Robin had faced death many times and had seen many horrors at war, but he had never been more terrified than at the inevitability at being dragged into this un-neccesary dance of hiding feelings by the two.

"No." Robin quickly replied.

"I didn't even ask anything." Alex said, furrowing her eyebrows.

"But you will." Robin looked over his shoulder at an approaching Allan and dragged Alex off to the side. "Listen, we can not have this nonsense happening at the camp. Just admit your feelings and be done with it."

"We?"

"We took a vote when you and Allan were training."

"Fantastic. Listen, I just need advice on it. It's just too complicated isn't it?"

"You are only making it that way. Just tell him, plain and simple."

"Maybe you should take your own advice." Alex smirked and walked over to her makeshift area that continued all her possessions. She sat down and began dribbling in the second volume of her journal.

Allan sat down by the fire, next to Much and Little John. Much was completely irritated with this entire mess and Little John was just amused at this entire chaotic event; it reminded him of when he was younger and in love with Alice. Of course this situation was a lot more complicated, but it suited the two to make their relationship as epic as possible. They were only short of bloodshed and death.

Robin joined them, sharing an exasperated look with Djaq and Will. He sat down at the fire and Will and Djaq went off to accomplish the tasks for their friends that needed to cover their lie, which was a pointless endeavor. Allan began to middle an arrow and muttered about everything, making everyone present amused and they chuckled, but were cut off by his glare.

'Oh can they just hurry up already?!' Much asked himself, knowing that they never really would.

"Vaisey!" Buckingham shouted with the doors to the grand hall opening in extreme dramatic effect. The Sheriff was seated at the far end of the impractically long dining table, picking at his nails with a dagger. On the table were masses of coins collected from the market, spilling out of their chests and bags.

"What is it, my lord Buckingham? I hope your journey was not disturbed." the sheriff said in many layers of sarcasm.

"It was not! My party was robbed of practically half of its wealth by outlaws!" Buckingham shouted, louder as his anger increased. He walked over to Vaisey and stared him down and pounded his fists on the table, making the coins tremble but not the Sheriff.

The Sheriff looked up ta him with fake concern. "I did inform you of our outlaw problem. It was careless on your part, but I will lend you some men if you wish to attempt to recover you lost property." Vaisey chuckled to himself knowing that there was no chance of him covering it since he himself had never recovered lost taxes taken by Hood.

"Men are useless. When a woman tricks, overtakes, and robs them, they are hesitant to get back out there to fulfill their duty." Buckingham seethed with anger.

The mention of a woman caused Vaisey to become interested. "A woman?"

Unknown to both of the men, a woman was at the outside of the door to the grand hall. Marian was in the castle, meeting her fiancé and so she would have first pick at the market. Her father actually came this time, but was resting in his room. Marian wanted to thank the Sheriff for hs hospitality knowing he probably did not have any knowledge of her presence since his focuses were else where. Announcing her presence would lessen the awkwardness at dinner. Before entering, she paused and listened to the conversation being held.

"Yes. There was a man and a woman. The woman laid in the road, hurt and lost. My men, and I being such a civil man, went out to assist her; she appeared to be a noble. While we did, a man robbed us and filled his bags with treasures. The woman was a distraction and when we finally turned around, we saw him with half of our wealth and running away, but since he had a hood on, we could not see his face. The woman, however I remember her stupid, cursed, pretty face. She stood up and smirked and took out her sword, hidden by her dress and then stole my own sword and easily overtook my men, with the rest fleeing. She grabbed her own bag, holding my sword at my throat and filled it with money on my person and the jewels I wore. She then ran off to, what I presume, join the man." Buckingham spat on the ground in anger.

"And what did this woman look like?" Vaisey said, looking disgusted at the abuse his freshly polished floor had just received.

"Average height and weight. Pretty thing. Blue eyes and dirty blonde hair, braided back as if she was a noble woman, but she had a lot of overgrown fringe in her face on purpose. She was wearing a dress that could have been a noble's but was probably stolen. Underneath she wore fitted men's trousers. And of course she had the self satisfied smirk." Buckingham wrung his hands in anger.

"I believe you met Alex Hunter, the newest addition to Robin Hood's gang. She is from a mysterious place and was thought to be a witch, but my right hand man has doubts about that. But she is still a disgrace and a troublesome outlaw." At this Marian rolled her eyes.

"I want her captured and turned over to my custody." Buckingham said with a sinister look in his eyes. "Oh what I would do to the little wench."

"Afraid that cannot be done. She is with Hood and therefore, she is always rescued by her friends." Vaisey hopped up and out of his chair so he was now free to roam around the room. He paced about so he stood on the other side of the table from Buckingham. "There also is a rumor that she is having… relations with Hood. Arresting her would only be an invite for everything here to be stolen." Marian was shocked at the mention of the rumor. Of course she had heard whispers of it, but she figured Robin would have told vise say it made it more possible since he was the most well informed man of all of Nottingham, except for Robin. If she did not like Alex before, she now hated her with a fiery passion.

"I want her and Hood then! He was probably the man assisting her. If he loves her, then I will tear her away from him and then make her watch him die. She of course would follow, but only after a lot of pain." Buckingham grinned, his eyes reflecting his lust for blood.

"Oh la di da di da. I will lend you some men, but I have bigger things on my mind, Yes." The Sheriff picked up a shiny coin and held it up to his eye for inspection with a greedy grin.

Buckingham roared in anger and slid all of the chests and bags of coins onto the ground beside Vaisey. "I WANT HER." Buckingham paused for a moment, gathering a little amount of composure. "If you want my help Vaisey, you will help me."

At the moment, Marian entered the Great Hall. She was startled by the loud crash of the coins and entered by accident. "My lord Sheriff." she said looking at the scene before her. Buckingham had a red face, making him even less attractive. Lord Buckingham was a stout man with a belly from years of drinking. He looked like was middle-aged, but he most likely was younger; he had aged from careless behavior and anger issues. He thinning hair was covered with an elaborate hat and his gross body was covered with ornate clothes.

Vaisey looked at the coins spilled on his feet with boredom. He looked up at Marain and replied. "Marian, you are a woman. You must have something in common with Hunter. Any ideas on how to capture her?"

Marian stood there in conflict. She could hardly betray a member of Robin's gang, but she was not a fan of Alex and she was with Robin. Could she destroy Robin's happiness? 'Well, Alex is no good. I don't even know where she is from and she is more foreign in her way than a Saracen. And robbing half of Buckingham's belongings is just reckless. She is more of a danger than a help to the gang. I would be helping them in the end.' Marian took a deep breath and replied. "I am in no way similar to the girl. But she might be at market's opening tomorrow. With the wealth she had just acquired, she might have an end goal of purchasing something of value at the market."

"Finally, someone of use! Vaisey, you and your lieutenant join me in my chamber so we can plan for her demise." Buckingham stored out of the Grand Hall with no other words, ready for revenge.