Mar. 10th, 2007

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He had been to Knighton Hall earlier, full of high spirits, but had been turned away by Edward. No matter, she would see him now and nothing would stop him, aside for perhaps a slight uneasiness he felt in the pit of his stomach. It was easy to act when she was set to leave for certain, easy to plan and decide what he should immediately do, but now with her remaining in Nottingham the path was not so certain. The plans he had made had been forgotten when the short-term need was to prevent her from becoming too far out of reach and now he struggled to rework and reassemble them. There was marriage, yes, but that would still far in the distance between them.

As luck would have it, Marian was outside in the garden when Guy approached the house and there would be no way for her to completely avoid speaking to him, for a short time at least. Though she was unusually short with him, it would take a far more drastic turn of events to spoil his good mood. When he followed her inside though, he found himself almost at a loss for words. The careful planned speech of his journey here had fled his thoughts and Guy felt oddly unsure. Honesty then, would be the best tactic. If he would share part of himself with her, then perhaps she would do the same for him in time. And while he was not accustomed to Marian's new plain-speaking, he appreciated her measure of truth in return. He would earn the right, in her eyes, to show feeling and concern for her and he was glad that he would now have the chance to do so, even if she would not look at him and moved away from him as he moved closer to her.

That her father had not revealed the Abbess's true nature to her and her reaction to the news of the nun, but more to that of her father's omission, were very interesting. Perhaps there had been some conflict between father and daughter, though Marian explained her father's action quickly, if absently.

Time was pressing and, as much as he would prefer to remain longer with Marian, he must do what he had set out to do. He had found an ornate trinket box, purchased it at a significantly reduced price from the travelling salesman, who had petitioned the Sheriff to return his confiscated goods that he might sell them, and had brought it as a gift for Marian. No doubt she would try to object to his generosity, but he would not give her that opportunity.

"There are other people who would like to be kind to you," he placed the box on the table. "If you would let them."

With that, Guy left Knighton Hall, mounted his horse and rode back to the castle, where he would have to deal with the trader that wanted his goods returned.

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Sir Guy of Gisborne

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