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Episode 1x10 "Peace? Off!" Part III
Oct. 4th, 2007 11:06 pmHe had been instructing the guards when Marian came walking down the corridor with a basket of apples. He had definitely won her favour with his last gift then.
Or... perhaps not. The apples were for the Sheriff's "guest". Guy almost giggled inside, if he were not too manly, serious and rugged to be a giggler. The Saracen ate strange meats and parts of animals he didn't care to think of. Apples were too normal. At least Marian was too interested in the man to notice him swipe one of the larger looking fruits in the basket and what was this? She reminding him of their engagement? And gracing him with a smile?
Women were strange creatures, though perhaps he has found her favour after all.
~*~
Minding the Saracen while he faffed about in the forest looking for his wagon was not Guy's idea of a good time. Especially when the fool had no idea where it was. Or where he was. Christ.
And his finding it, eventually, did not improve things. Nor did the volley of arrows and the Saracen being kidnapped.
~*~
The Sheriff was not pleased either. Not at all. He would have to find the Prince even though it wasn't his decision to let him go wandering in the woods. Not that the Sheriff's plan of ransoming him seemed to actually be working.
He was not expecting, however, the damn Saracen to arrive on his own.
One day. One day he would have all he needed and would be rid of the Sheriff and his wittering self-commentary. One day.
Guy had found that he had to remind himself of that more and more lately.
~*~
The Prince was getting impatient. Perhaps he was starting to realise he wasn't really a guest? At least now he would be in the dungeon and Guy wouldn't have to follow him about. It was kind of funny.
~*~
So the ransom money had arrived then? The Sheriff was far too happy. At least the Saracen's awkward requests put a damper on some of it and Guy would soon have a part of the treasure.
In the castle though, something wasn't right. The Prince did not seem too happy to see his rescuers....and the treasurer was not all it should have been cracked up to be.
A trap! Guy stumbled, blinded by the noxious fumes and fell, almost rising when he saw one of the women wielding a sword near him. Better not to move, perhaps.
Or... perhaps not. The apples were for the Sheriff's "guest". Guy almost giggled inside, if he were not too manly, serious and rugged to be a giggler. The Saracen ate strange meats and parts of animals he didn't care to think of. Apples were too normal. At least Marian was too interested in the man to notice him swipe one of the larger looking fruits in the basket and what was this? She reminding him of their engagement? And gracing him with a smile?
Women were strange creatures, though perhaps he has found her favour after all.
Minding the Saracen while he faffed about in the forest looking for his wagon was not Guy's idea of a good time. Especially when the fool had no idea where it was. Or where he was. Christ.
And his finding it, eventually, did not improve things. Nor did the volley of arrows and the Saracen being kidnapped.
The Sheriff was not pleased either. Not at all. He would have to find the Prince even though it wasn't his decision to let him go wandering in the woods. Not that the Sheriff's plan of ransoming him seemed to actually be working.
He was not expecting, however, the damn Saracen to arrive on his own.
One day. One day he would have all he needed and would be rid of the Sheriff and his wittering self-commentary. One day.
Guy had found that he had to remind himself of that more and more lately.
The Prince was getting impatient. Perhaps he was starting to realise he wasn't really a guest? At least now he would be in the dungeon and Guy wouldn't have to follow him about. It was kind of funny.
So the ransom money had arrived then? The Sheriff was far too happy. At least the Saracen's awkward requests put a damper on some of it and Guy would soon have a part of the treasure.
In the castle though, something wasn't right. The Prince did not seem too happy to see his rescuers....and the treasurer was not all it should have been cracked up to be.
A trap! Guy stumbled, blinded by the noxious fumes and fell, almost rising when he saw one of the women wielding a sword near him. Better not to move, perhaps.