The next week and a half went by like a dream. Every day I bought as much bread as I could and distributed it to all the poor I could find. I never took more for myself than was necessary. I ate what little I needed to sustain myself and no more. Each night I slept in the streets with the poor, for I deserved no better treatment than they. When I ran out of money, I stole some from those who had more than enough to give to those who had much less.
At least, I did this every day until the guards came.
They were doing a monthly run-through of the town by Prince John's orders when they saw me. I ran as fast as I could but their well-fed bodies and longer legs didn't take long to catch up.
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Robin Hood and the Prince
Short StoryThis is my first ever story I've posted on Wattpad. It spawned from my obsession with BBC One's "Robin Hood" television show (which is amazing once you get past the first few episodes). This isn't one of my favorite stories, but I thought it would...
