From then on in my life was different, Guy was no longer a man I could manipulate to get what I want. Neither was he stupid. I was confided to my room in the castle and when I wasn't in there I was followed around by one of Guy's guards. I barley had time for Robin and the only time he bothered to visit me was to get information for his precious outlaws. How I envied them being able to live with him day in day out.

Being trapped in the castle didn't stop me being the Nightwatchman, it just made it more of a challenge. I never felt guilty undermining and deceiving Guy, I had become good at that and pretty soon the guilt washed away. My relationship with Robin was swiftly changing we were going from love struck romantics to two lover who couldn't stand each other. But then each day that would change it depended on how often I would see Robin. I did miss him immensely but of course with being England's hero came great sacrifices.

I remember one moment where my heart had stopped completely because of the spontaneity of Robin's actions. I was walking through the village of Clun. With a guard surprise, surprise I didn't realise that Robin had been following me since Nottingham and was waiting for the right moment to grab me. He had hit the poor guard over the head and then grabbed my wrist, yet again I found another opportunity to roll my eyes and then slap Robin round the face.

"what the hell do you think your doing you could get seen" I moaned at him he just stood smirking with my back to the wall and him trapping me between him and the wall I was left defenceless.

"I know" he said simply before leaning in for a kiss, I tried to escape but it was hard to resist since I was trapped. I tried to break away but I loved the silly man and we were fighting to be together. I think the only reason I broke away was because he was utterly stupid and could put us both in danger.

"you do realise that I am not prepared to die just yet" I said, our faces were so close that I could glare into his green eyes but also conceal the smirk curling my lips.

"and I'm not ready for you to die either" and with that he walked away and I was left to tend to the injured guard.

That was the last I saw of him properly until I was threatened to be sold to Winchester. Robin was planning on mine and my fathers escape but things went terribly wrong and I was sold by the sheriff to Winchester to secure his signature on the great pact of Nottingham. It seemed nothing to me at first until I realised that it was actually something that would threaten England for good. But I was saved in time by Guy and that made our relationship grow a bit more.

But the pact was till in the hands of the sheriff and life in England seemed to be in peril, as prince John was getting closer and closer to the throne.

Relationships growing more and more. It was getting to the point where they couldn't grow any further and I just couldn't take anymore. I couldn't take Guy anymore, although he looked pretty handsome on the outside, his personality was rotten. He had a violent temper and I just couldn't take it he would usually take it out on my father and that would hurt me most. And then there was his breath, his foul stanching breath . Every time he leaned in for a kiss all I could smell was that , it sickened me. It repulsed me, and now avoiding kisses was getting harder and harder.

With Robin it was almost tedious, he wasn't ,much better. Although I had to agree with him in some aspects of his decision. He was still pigheaded and England and his gang came first in his eyes , I never stood a chance. I was once told by a wise old women that his heart was in the right place just his priorities were wrong. What could I do about it. I loved the stupid man but sometimes I felt as if his love was never returned. That the only reason he talked to me was for information. But then there was his kisses, his highly passionate kisses that made my heart melt. That persuaded me into anything he wanted me to do. Lies were getting bigger and sneaking in the forest was more of a thrill these days than a chore. For the things me and Robin got up to were un proper, but we were not sure if we were even going to get a chance to ever do those sort of things with England in peril.

Those improper things made me all flushed with thrill and when I returned to the castle I was always interrogated as to why I was like this or weather I needed medical attention. Of course I didn't I just needed more Robin, but I couldn't tell then that. But when I visited my father in the cells, he began to get suspicious to, and I could only tell him the truth. And while I was telling him the truth I told him of Robin's plans to get the pact and to free us both. But all he returned with was "you're both dreamers" and that was the last time I really spoke to him, and the last words I uttered to him

"sometimes I'm ashamed of you" and believe me the guilt I felt was extreme, but he drove me to it after all, all I wanted was my fairytale love story with Robin without all the fuss but my father was stopping that from having, and so was the whole of England.

And then my father died.