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Caged Robin (used to be Untitled)	By : SherlocksSparrow Category: > Robin Hood Views: 4080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Eight: The Search Continues

Marian and Will soon came upon Little John.

“No sign of ‘em, yet,” the big man said.

“Dauid here got into a little trouble by the tavern,” commented Will, “I took care of it.”

“I could have handled it myself,” said Marian, “I just wasn’t expecting an attack.”

“You always have to expect an attack,” said John, somberly.

“John’s right,” agreed Will.

****

Shamir and Much were looking for the prisoner.

“We should check the dungeon first,” suggested Shamir.

Much nodded.

“Right,” he said.

“If I remember correctly, the dungeon is this way,” said Shamir, pointing to Much’s left.

****

The men gathered in the cell took turns having their way with Robin, while ensuring that four held his arms and legs down. Robin’s screams soon turned to sobs as the assault progressed. He longed for it to end, but it appeared endless. After the last man was finished, the first took his place; starting the cycle all over again. Thoughts of Marian and his men kept him from noticing the pain, and the lewd comments coming from his attackers.

****

Much and Shamir had just entered the dungeon, when a group of the Sheriff’s men came marching towards the stairs, sort of carrying, mostly dragging, Robin. The two pressed themselves up against a wall, as the group came near. They couldn’t let Robin know they were there, without alerting the guards to their presence as well, so they just silently watched the procession.

****

After a few hours (or so it seemed), Robin was stood up and led out of the cell, and up the stairs, until he was (surprise!) in the Sheriff’s bed chamber, once more. With minimal resistance, Robin was left alone, to await the imminent arrival of the Sheriff. With his backside screaming in agony, Robin sat on the floor. He was not going to sit on that wonderfully soft bed, unless he was forced to.

The Sheriff made his appearance ten minutes after Loxley’s arrival.

“You don’t have to sit on the floor, Loxley,” he said, “you’ll be more comfortable on the bed.”

“Not on that bed,” replied Loxley, quietly.

“You’ve gotten your filthy blood all over the floors,” commented the Sheriff in disdain.

Loxley, of course, was sarcastic.

“I’m so sorry,” said Loxley, “perhaps next time; you must tell your men not to be so rough.”

The Sheriff responded by poking his head out into the hall and yelling for someone to clean the floors.

****

Much and Shamir followed the men, but soon they were out of sight. Shamir noticed the trail of blood left by Robin.

“We follow that,” he said solemnly, pointing at the thin red path marring the grey stone floor.

Much’s eyes grew wide when he looked down at the floor.

“Is-is th-that R-r-robin’s?” asked the younger man, sounding scared.

Shamir’s voice was grave.

“I believe so,” he replied, “who else could leave such a trail?”

They followed the trail up a few flights of stairs. There, the red trail stopped in the middle of the corridor. A few servants were scrubbing the blood off the floor.

****

Will was growing impatient. Where were Shamir and Much?

“What’s taking them so long?” Will wondered out loud, pacing in agitation.

“Will, calm down,” said Marian.

“They’ll git ‘ere when they’re good an’ ready,” added John.

Will sighed.

“I know,” he said, “I just wasn’t expecting them to be gone this long.”

“I know what you mean,” agreed Marian, “but we have to remain patient.”

****

“Well, since you refuse to get on the bed, I suppose I’ll just have to take you here on the floor,” said the Sheriff.

Robin shook his head in obvious disagreement.

“I’d really rather prefer that you not do that,” he said, almost pleadingly.

The Sheriff laughed coldly.

“In case you haven’t noticed, Loxley, I do not care what you want,” he said.

“Really?” asked Robin, in feigned surprise, “I hadn’t noticed.”

****

“Now, what do we do?” asked Much, in despair.

“You go left and I will take the right wing,” said Shamir.

Much nodded and did as Shamir suggested. Much took the left hand corridor and looked for Robin. He was nervous of what he might find, if he found him. Much hadn’t gotten a clear look at Robin when he had seen him go by in the dungeon, but he knew he wasn’t in the best of conditions. Especially when he thought about the trail that had led him and Shamir upstairs in the first place.

****

After Much had left, Shamir took on his corridor. He hoped he’d find Robin. It looked like he’d been the Sheriff’s prisoner for a long time. Shamir wished they had known sooner of Robin’s imprisonment. He wondered why the Sheriff had not gone to the forest to gloat. It wasn’t like him to keep it such a big secret.
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