It hadn't taken Marian long to find what was waiting beneath the Tree, figuratively, for her. The moment she'd come into view the bay colored Friesian stallion had come to her. She had no idea where she would keep him, but she was quite glad that she had him. It was the one gift that she'd gladly accepted from Guy of Gisborne.
She hadn't intended on being gone from the apartment long, even so she had the baby monitor clipped to her hip, in case Mina or Robin had made any sounds. When she came up on the man that had quickly become the love of her life, she stopped short.
"Hansel?" Marian asked quietly, as she took to her knees beside him. The backs of her fingers chasing away the tears. "What is it?" She glanced down at the photograph in his hands.