Lady Marian doesn't do embroidery (mrs_locksley) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2012-08-12 11:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | marian locksley, robin hood |
Who: Robin and Marian
What: Secrets finally coming to the surface
When: Sunday morning
Where: Robin's rooms at the complex
Warnings: A side of angst, anything else is TBD
She felt like she might be sick. Everyone had warned her that keeping her secret for long wasn't a good idea. But how was she to know that Robin would arrive with an insatiable curiosity for his past? Well...future. Time travel was so confusing. And so was the internet, but apparently, Robin had figured it out quite well. All of the stories about them, how did he even know for certain he had the right one?
But Marian couldn't take that chance. The man she loved was in danger of discovering the truth about her life after his point in time without any warning. And she knew if he read it from an impersonal source before she got the chance to tell him, he'd be furious. Or hurt. Or likely both. And she would never do anything to hurt him. She'd stepped up to save his life plenty of times. Now she had to save his heart.
She arrived at his door dressed conservatively, anxiously toying with the hem of the blouse she'd put on. She was the picture of nervousness, something she'd never been with Robin. Not when she'd been a young girl, being pushed in front of his eyes as marriage potential, and not when he'd returned, all grown up and twice as handsome. This was different. This wasn't just her heart on the line any longer...it was his. And she could very well be about to break it.