Holly sat on bench
and Robin Hood knelt at her feet, trying to get hold of her hand. Not Errol
Flynn, Kevin Costner or Cary Elwes, but suspiciously like the guy from the BBC
version where Paul Darrow from Blake's 7 played the Sheriff. That just
proved her very good taste. When Maurice walked through the sparkling hole in
the hedge, she stopped resisting. Robin Hood got hold of her hand and raised it
to his lips.
"Oh, please.
This is getting really old." Mischief sparkled in her eyes as she watched
Maurice approach.
He got a funny,
hollow sensation in the pit of his stomach. How long had it been since someone
was glad to see him?
"But, my
darling..." Robin Hood whined.
"Aren't you
forgetting somebody?" Maurice had to ask. For the fun of it, he swept off
his cap again and bowed to Holly.
"Who are
you?" Robin Hood barely glanced over his shoulder. "Begone. My lady
and I wish to be alone."
"I'm not your
lady." Holly yanked her hand free and stood up.
Robin Hood followed her
as she circled the bench.
"The lady wants
you to scram, so scram." Maurice stepped between them.
"I know not who
you are," Robin Hood rested a hand on the hilt of his sword, "but you
would be wise--"
"Yeah, that's
me. The wise guy. That's how I got in this mess in the first place." He
grabbed Robin by his shoulders and gave him a heave-ho though the closest hedge
wall.
Holly laughed and
applauded. "You have no idea what a nuisance he can be. If I don't get rid
of him fast enough, Maid Marion shows up, and she fights dirty."
"But--" For
a moment, he felt dizzy with the contradictions and questions colliding in his
brain. "If you know this is a dream... You know you're in charge here,
don't you?"
"I know, but if
I use the power too much, all the magic goes away. It's more fun to follow the
rules, you know? Figure things out the hard way. And I need all the magic I can
get my hands on."
"Yeah, you and me both, kid." He bowed and offered her his bent arm again. "Shall we?"
"Thank you, kind sir."
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