Sep. 1st, 2011 at 12:22 AM
It had been weeks since Marian had been forcefully brought to live in the castle. Longer than she liked to go without seeing her father. Robin had sneaked a few missives back and forth, but it wasn't the same as seeing him. The want to do so was probably stronger than was healthy.
And so Marian found herself at the castle gate, trying to con one of the more soft hearted guards. "Please David, I wont be gone long enough to be missed, I promise." She batted her long eyelashes at the man. "I feel like a wilted flower, if I don't get some sunshine and fresh air soon I may begin to shrivel." The man stuttered, he was a bit young, still wet behind the ears, unused to pretty women speaking so boldly to him.
Yet before he could say anything he went near white. Looking over her shoulder at something. Glancing back Marian too paled. "Sir Guy." She greeted.
No, he hadn't been in search of her, but he liked to surprise inspect his men, and it seemed like a good thing. Seeing Marian use her charms on the young guard only served to harden Guy's heart, and he'd strode forward, Marian too busy flirting to hear him step forward.
"Marian," he answered, arms crossing. "You know you're not allowed outside of the castle."
Okay so maybe she was whining just a little. But they had not jailed her, he had simply forced her to live there in the castle. Why? She had yet to find out why she was here.
"I did not see you complaining at the time," he settled for. "You are a prisoner, Marian, and you are not free to come and go as you please."
Marian was going slowly but surely stir crazy. "And I didn't complain because I was allowed to ride her. Then." She crossed her arms over her chest.
"You are a hostage to ensure your father's continued loyalty," Guy answered, once they were out of earshot. "And to guarantee your own behavior."
"Hostage, now, am I?" She would have to be sure that her next missive insured that her father would stay loyal only to King Richard, no matter what happened to her.
"That should not be a surprise to you. You shall stay here as long as the Sheriff deems it necessary, and you shall not stray from these walls."
"So I am to become a troll then?"
"But I will not have you tempting the guards." Hard eyes met hers. "Not only will you be punished, so will they." And anyone she saw after her escape, be it her father, or Hood. He most definitely had his suspicions there.
"I am glad I found this out now, rather than after, had I followed through." Oh yes she did go there, no she wasn't talking about wooing the guard into letting her out of the gate, but of their wedding.
He leaned in, looming over her. "I would track you down."
She glared up at him as he loomed over her. "How would you manage that? You have yet to catch The Night Watchman, or Robin Hood." Oh yes she was rubbing salt in the wound, her tone icy.
She didn't like that look in his eye. What was he thinking? It couldn't be anything good. She pressed her hands against his chest. "Let me go."
"I think I could find you with no issue."
"What makes you so confident?"