Author: Lady Nightwisp PM
First Fanfic! The outlaws join the king in the holy land after the sheriff is stopped. Djaq was never captured or taken to England but lives near the fighting. WillDjaq some RobinMarianRated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Will S. & Djaq - Chapters: 16 - Words: 12,770 - Reviews: 50 - Favs: 15 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 05-25-09 - Published: 02-08-09 - Status: Complete - id: 4850119
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Disclamer: I do not own Robin Hood or any of the characters. They belong to the BBC
What if, by a twist of fate, Saffiya a.k.a. Djaq was never taken prisoner or brought to England? What if King Richard came home for a few days to stop the Sheriff? What if he asked the outlaws to come back to the Holy Land with him? What if they agreed? What would happen then? Let's see...
Outlaw Camp 1192
"Master! Master!" Much burst into camp, clearly excited. So excited, in fact, that he ran into one of the several tripwires placed strategically around the camp and fell flat on his face.
"Not being funny but, you really should watch where you're going." Allan A Dale pointed out from his place by the fire. Robin Hood glared at the cheeky trickster before going to help his friend up.
"I wish you would stop calling me 'Master'. Now, what could be so important to make you forget to look for traps?" Much looked insulted but accepted the hand his leader offered. As soon as he was on his feet he glared at Allan and Robin.
"Just for that I won't tell you and I'll-"
"Much!" Will Scarlett interrupted. The young carpenter knew that if Much said another word Allan would explode."Sit down and eat something, then tell us what's going on." He also knew that Much loved food
"Well, at least one of us has some manners." Much declared loftily.
"Much!" growled Little John. That tone, coupled with his large size was usually enough to silence anyone.
"Righto, shutting up" Much replied, looking cheerfully at the plate in front of him. He sampled a bit.
"Mmm, delicious. Who made them? "
"I did" a soft voice replied from next to the kitchen. Much jumped.
"Marian! What are you doing here?" he asked
"Guy discovered my secret identity. I had to come here"
"You told me you were only staying for the night." Robin called. She shrugged.
"I'd say I'm sorry for you but I'm not." Robin said, rather rudely. Marian responded by playfully whapping him on the head with her spoon. Then she turned to face Much.
"Tell us your news… or else!" she insisted waving the spoon threateningly. He backed away in mock terror.
"All right, All right! This is what I found out today: the King is in England, and he's coming here to Nottingham."