Robin/Marian
I know you, Robin. Even the parts of you that you think I don't. I don't believe you're a man who wants to kill, even when you've had to.
You do it because I ask it. Because if you don't, it'll tear you apart and make every day here miserable. We spend this time together because we've been given it and you rest in the knowledge that you won the battle for my heart while he suffers alone at his own hand. You have what he claims to have wanted and that, in itself, will be torture enough.
You are my heart, Robin of Locksley. That is something he can never take away.