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Robin Hood x reader

(Y/n's intro)

The story of Robin Hood has became legend and has been told again and again over the years.
They say he stole from the rich and gave to the poor.
If he was just that then he wouldn't of became Robin Hood now would he?
It became a bedtime story of how one man brought everyone together to take back their freedom.

But it isn't just a bed time story, and there's more to it than what your told in your books.
My name is Y/n and I'm from the year 2022.
How I got to the 12th century of England was well, hard tp explain cause I don't even know that basics of how or why it happened to me.
But this story doesn't start with the hood you know.
It starts with me.

(Y/n's pov)

If the sheriff of Nottingham thought I wouldn't come back to Loxley manner than he can think again.
It's my home and I'm not going anywhere.
He may have threw me out thinking ill believe his lies that Robin was dead he can eat dirt.
But i believe he still is alive and I promise to wait for him.
I've been doing so since he was called of to war.

But he made sure I had the key and during our time together, that I could shot an arrow.

Riding back to the back entrance of loxley manner was peacefull and quiet.
Thankfully I shock the guards off my trail way before I got to the bridge.
I got the horse inside with me and gave him some hay.
He eat it eagerly.
I patted his back and went upstairs, thankfully I had gymnastics when i was a kid, or other wise i would of accidently impaled myself of the broken stair case that had broken, like the roofs of the manor during the sheriff seizing the property as collateral for his war tax.
I got the the room that was once mine and robins and removed my hood from the jacket he gave me, he had two of them and he did saw he liked me in this one.
I removed the bright blue scarf that covered my face that jade holes from use so I could see.
I learned how to shot more bows, to move faster and get stronger.
Robin gave me hope as I grew up, but I give hope from the shadows.
Luckily tuk made my arm chest plate so people think I'm a man.
I placed the bow, black and robins strongest bow.
I patted it and said.
"Please be home soon Robin".
It's been four years since he was gone, i carefully stole from the sheriff and hide underground under the manor incase he suspects.
I was now in comfertable sleeping wear and i passed the window that viewed the entire property.
My eyes caught what was left of the stable and I closed my eyes as I toke a breath.
I can still remember it like it was yesterday.

(Flash back)

I got in through the stable window and I'd want calmly to the horse and pet him.
I heared someone coming, but i thought my ears where playing tricks on me.
But he came to check on his horses.
He asked calmly, not surprised or alarmed.
"What are you doing"?
I then said honeslty.
"My neighbors horse died, if he can't plow his fields then his family will go to the mines.
I promise to pay the Lord back if he notices one of his horses are missing".
He said rubbing his hands with a rag as he came around and out of sights of the entrance.
"I believe you, you have a very honest voice".
I then said checking to see my window of escape is still open.
"I promise ill come back-".
Robin then said.
"Im probably making you lose time.
(Someone came in but didn't come over, he kept me from being seen and he said.)
Break time over".
He was looking in my eyes and he said surprised.
"wow".
I then said confused.
"What"?
He then said.
"Your incredibly beautiful".
I blushed, thankfully my scared covered my face and i said see the horse looking at me.
"I wish i can stay, but here.
(I had enough money saved up for the Lord to buy a new horse and i said.)
He might not miss this one, but if he does this is for him".
The man shrugged his shoulders and said.
"Your probably right, born woth everything want from nothing.
Makes me sick".
He was serious but he had a smile that gave him away.
I then said as i noticed he was holding my hands.
"You don't work in the mines.
(I toke note of the softness of his hands, miriam said if a man's hands is soft as slim then they aren't tradesmen either.)
Neither a trades men.
(I looked at him, when i think my eye color shifts.
They still remained blue, but we're shifting to aquamarine.)
Who are you"?
He smiled and said.
"Im the spoiled toff that lives in this manor.
(He gave me my money back and said as he cant look away from my eyes.)
Your eyes are so bewitching i can't look away".
I then mentioned the horse.
"What about my horse".
He looked at the horse of which I speak and he said.
"He's yours, under one condition.
(I almost dreaded it, but my instincts told me it was nothing bad.)
What's your name"?
He asked for my name, but not to remove my scarf, but i did it anyway.
I was as i easily breathed.
"Y/n, you may call me y/n".