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never fail, never let me go || marian and robin
His smile was dazzling and warmed her in a far different way than his kisses.  For a long time, she had made wishes that had little romance to him.  She alternating between hoping  he would return and wishing he wouldnât, thinking he would die and, unable to bear it, praying he would live against all odds and his own reckless abandon.  Only he had ever been able to create instantaneous and sharply conflicting emotions within her.
She hadnât thought about it in quite the same way until he smiled, so innocent and open and like his childhood self in its brightness, but she realized all the confusion had cleared. Â All she wanted was him, like this, in front of her â forevermore. Â It was that simple. Â She could take everything else about him, everything else he chose, as long as he kept standing before her and smiling.
âMy what?â She teased lightly. Â Sheâd long hated the idea that people could be owned or that husbands were allowed to speak for their wives. Â It wasnât how the relationship sheâd witnessed between her parents worked, and it wasnât anything that wouldâve ever worked for them.
He had loved her forever. It was possibly one of the only things he had never doubted. He had doubted his king, his faith, himself, but never that. He had never doubted that one day he would return home, and he would see Marian, and some of the ache in his heart would dwindle. He had just never expected her to still be unmarried. She was beautiful, after all, and she was smart, and witty, and had eyes that could say a thousand things while never speaking.
The men in Nottingham were fools, that was all he had to say on the matter. But he had beaten them all, and she was his wife. And he planned on trying to make sure they were together forever. Even if they went home. He knew she didnât understand what heâd been trying to do, and he couldnât just give up, but they could compromise. Somehow.
âYour whatever you wish me to be.â He told her, leaning for another kiss. He didnât see it was being her property, or her being his. They just...belonged to each other. No one would come between them, and they had every right to be in the otherâs life. It was perfect.
Once she successfully knocked him over, Aisling backed up and in a wisp of fog, she was a girl again. âI win.â She declared proudly, giving him a smug look.Â
Robin laughed as he sat up. âVery well. It will be your forest, little one.â
Aisling gave several short yips of triumph. She saw the smile, despite his sorry attempts to cover it. She jumped up on her hind legs, trying to push him over.Â
He just laughed when she jumped on him, trusting that she wasnât attempting to hurt him. She hadnât seemed to dislike him that much, although she was far bigger than him, and he ended up flat on his back.
He hadnât intended on being more open, but he sighed.  âAre any of them married to your one, true love?â  He didnât really mean for the question to sound so sharp, so bitter, but it did and he couldnât change that.  He was both those things regarding Humperdinck.  He shook his head.  âEither way, I captained a ship as well, and there were many who disagreed quite heartily with my practices.  Iâm sure my enemies are as far spread.â  He smiled, slightly, in an attempt to lighten the moment.  âPerhaps we should live in a cave for protection.âÂ
âNo, but he was engaged to her at a point in time. And she believes him to be a far better man than he actually is.â Robin responded, not offended by the sharp tone the other man delivered the question in. He was more than aware of what speaking of these sorts of things could make you feel. âA cave may not be enough protection.  And in any case, if we are anything alike, we will still find trouble there.â
âDonât worry about me.â Aisling breathed and the fog around her grew thicker, welling up until it covered her completely, then it blew away in a gentle breeze, leaving only a wolf in her stead. She let out a long, low howl, hearing a few in the distance replying to her.Â
Robinâs face lit up in a grin as he watched the magic, delighted by it. But he quickly schooled it into a serious expression, crossing his arms. âThis is why I said it wouldnât be fair. I am not enough of a fool to fight an ageless being.â
âIâll fight you for it.â
âThat hardly seems fair.â
never fail, never let me go || marian and robin
They were almost to the bedroom when he pulled away to ask if she was sure. Â She rested her hands on both sides of his face and gently held him still so she absolutely had his attention. Â âIâm completely sure,â she confirmed. Â âWe wouldnât have gotten this far with uncertainty reigning, now would we?â Â He leaned forward to lightly scrape her teeth over his bottom lip. Â After she had doe that, she set them in motion again just by stepping back and knowing he didnât want to be far from her. Â She didnât want distance, either.Â
âAre you completely sure about me?â Â She asked, though she knew his answer. Â In this case, she wouldnât have jumped without knowing this about him. âI donât believe itâs too late to change your mind just yet.â Â
A wide smile bloomed at her assurances. He didnât know why he had needed them, but he loved her for providing it. He stepped with her, unwilling to let more than a few inches between them at a time, and stepped again, until they were nearly at the bed.
âI am completely and forever sure that I wish to be yours.â He wasnât so foolish as to think that she belonged to him now. If anything, they belonged to each other, but that wasnât just because of a few words. It was something that had happened long ago, perhaps even while they were still children.
âA human canât claim a forest. Iâm the guardian, itâs my forest.â
âIâm a special human who can claim forests, and Sherwood is mine.â
âI know about everyone in my forest.â
âExcuse me, it was my forest first, little one.â
never fail, never let me go || marian and robin
Marian stumbled a bit as her feet hit the ground, but it only propelled her closer to him as she pulled him into her kiss by his clothing. Â She could show him how to walk and keep her close, or something approximately like that. Â It wasnât far to her â their â bedroom anyway. Â
âYou donât have to worry about that,â she said, a little breathlessly as she began walking backward and tugging him along up the stairs.  âIâve no desire to be anywhere else anyway.âÂ
He followed her insistent tugging with no argument, eager to reach her - their - bedroom. It would take him some time to think of this house as his own, but if it made her happy, he could manage it. And right now, he wasnât thinking about much of anything, except the bed that was finally in sight.
âYou are completely sure about marrying me?â He separated his lips from hers long enough to ask, hardly able to believe that she was. It didnât seem like something that would truly happen to him. Fate seemed to delight in giving him something wonderful, only to snatch it away, and he didnât want that to happen with her.
âAisling Coill to you, Robin Hood.â
âItâs very nice to meet you, Aisling. Would I be correct to assume that youâve been following me of late?â
never fail, never let me go || marian and robin
There was a little rush of something that ran through her when he turned and started for the stairs before he put her down. Â It had her holding onto him a little more tightly, though she trusted him, and had her kissing him a bit more insistently. Â Sheâd been prepared to give in to everything he stirred within her for a good long while now. Â It was something like a relief knowing he would allow it and return her affections.
It was also something like incredibly nervous and having no real idea what to expect. Â
Perhaps it was the fluttering mess of anticipation and uncertainty in her stomach that had her pressing her hand to her mouth to muffle a small laugh when he walked into a piece of furniture.  âYou could put me down and let me walk on my own,â she pointed out, pressing her mouth to his cheek, or as close as she could get.  âIâd like to get there with you unharmed.âÂ
He couldnât help but laugh as well, feeling joyous in a way he hadnât in what seemed to be an eternity. âI could do that. It may be better for my health.â He admitted, finally setting her on her feet. âFar worse for keeping you close though.â And he fully planned on keeping her as close as possible for as long as possible, never mind the shot of nerves at the idea.
It wasnât that he didnât know what came next, it was just that heâd never done it, and this was Marian. He wanted everything to be perfect for her. First though, they just had to make it up the stairs without tripping. Or further injuring himself, because a trip to the hospital would not make for a romantic wedding night.
âIâm not stupid enough to let most people know about me. Iâm a forest guardian, not an act.â
âWell, excuse my assumption, little one. do you have a name?â
âI was the guardian and spirit of Kells, as I now am of Sherwood. I have lived through many ages, seen through the eyes of salmon, deer and wolf. Some call me fae, some call me a spirit, but I am most assuredly not human.â
Robin thought for a moment, brow furrowed. âIâve heard stories of those like you. I just assumed them to be drunken ramblings.â
never fail, never let me go || marian and robin
Marian just pressed her lips together to avoid smiling and encouraging his chiding. Â Sheâd rarely ridden in carriages at home. Â While her social station included comfort, they werenât necessarily wealthy. Â Most of her travel was on foot, or if she really got her way, by horse. Â Though some distant part of her knew it was proper for a lady to be helped from a carriage, she hadnât applied that knowledge to the beastly contraption behind her until Robin spoke.
She wasnât inclined to following orders, but her halt was reflexive when he requested it and she laughed in surprise as he picked her up entirely. Â She wanted to question his actions, but finding herself close to his face wasnât altogether unpleasant. Â Once the door was opened, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him instead.
He kicked the door closed behind them as he kissed her back, not minding the position they were in one bit. and for once, he didnât have to even think about pulling away before things went too far. She was his wife, and there was no shame or dishonor in touching her or kissing her.
It was with that thought in mind that he started walking towards the bedroom, not lifting his lips from hers. An action he regretted only slightly when he walked into something hard and sharp, a muffled groan leaving his mouth as he finally pulled away from her. âOw.â
For a moment, Westley considered doing just that.  Someone as storied as Robin Hood wasnât going to rat him out to Humperdinck.  Locksley had his own demons, his own issues, and a smart-ass pirate really didnât register.  In short, Westley had every reason to believe he could trust the man before him, and yet he allowed the moment to pass without a word.  âThat only validates the work youâve done in the past.â He glanced down.  âMy enemies are of a more personal nature, but as such have incredible incentive to see me dead. I hope yours are not the same.âÂ
Robin couldnât help a laugh at the idea that his own enemies were anything but personal. âMine have many reasons to see me dead, and are generally personal, and widespread.â There were more than a few Turks who would like to kill him, he was sure of that. And about the same amount of Englishmen.