The sun was bright, as she stood on the hillock that was just outside of Locksley. The boy that stood beside her spoke up. "See all of this Marian? One day it will be ours. Yours and mine. I want you to learn how to run it, it will help you run Knighton too. I'm going to have my tutor come to see you, to teach you how to read, write, and arithmetic. You'll help me run Locksley, and I'll help you run Knighton. And when you're done with your studies, I'll teach you how to not be a boring girl." His snaggle toothed grin was all the influence she needed.
"When will it be ours? Tomorrow you think?" She asked only to earn a chuckle. "No, we have to be married first. That's why you can't be boring. To be happy, neither one of us are going to be boring."
"Oh. Far off then?" She couldn't wait til Robin liked her. And if these things made him like her, and got him to let her tag along on the adventures him and Much had, then she was going to be determined to do everything he wanted her to.---
"It's in two weeks! You're telling me this now, and we'll be-..." Marian broke off in an explosive growl as her hands flexed at her sides. "Robin of Locksley, you cannot call off a wedding two weeks before it's to go on, without an explanation." It was then that the hidden self doubt surfaced. "Don't you love me?"
Her heart soared as his face proved that he did love her. "It's not that I don't love you, but you can't wait for me to come back." What hung between them was what Robin didn't say. What if he didn't come back? "Don't be stupid, of course I can wait."
"No you can't, because I'm breaking it off Marian." He had made his mind up. And Marian could feel the sting of tears in her eyes. "Fine." She bit out as she began prying his mothers ring from her finger. "That's just fine." Chucking the aged band at his head. "I hope you enjoy the whores in the holy land." And before she could break down in tears so he could see it, she slammed the door in his face.
"Marian! Don't be like that! Can't you see I'm doing this for you?" His cries went all but ignored, as she slid down the oak surface. Cupping her face in her hands.---
He was back. Five years and he still had that same stupid grin. She pretended not to know him, but there was no denying the flutter in her chest as she leaned against her bedroom door. Crossing to her window she peered out.
There he stood, with Much. Ragged and scruffy, but he didn't look no worse for wear. He was in one piece. Of course the memory of him breaking off their betrothal came rushing to the forefront of her mind. And she slammed the shutters closed. Shutting out his handsome face. ---
(This is all I have so far! But I'll add more, and feel free to add anything from the show that you wish! I pulled her out of season 2 Episode 11, where Guy catches her as the Night Watcman, if that helps)