Wizard's Wish - (Kinda) Yandere SGE x reader

Chapter 95: Date Night in Sherwood Forest pt 1

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Y/n stood at the edge of a high, domed treehouse, lit by blue and purple lanterns, gazing out at the labyrinth of other colorfully lit treehouses, connected to hers via bridges, swings, and ropes. She could see into each of these houses, watching her fellow crew members rest after Orion, Sir Lancelot's and Lady Gremlaine's burials, either taking naps, quietly talking, or slipping in the shower in the private barrels that hung off each house. But Y/n just stood there, unable to move or even cry, having shed all her tears at the funeral.
It was only seven o'clock, a full night ahead.
And yet, it felt like an ending.

"Not quite a castle I'm afraid," said a voice below her. Y/n glanced down at a shadow climbing the tree, wearing a green coat and a brown cap speared with a green feather. He paused on the branch below the door and looked up at her, his face coming into the light.
"But still... it's home," said the man.
He was as old as Sophie's father, but he had a baby face, with clean-shaven pink skin, save a red-brown tuft beneath his lip that matched his mop of wavy hair.

"Better than a castle, to be honest," said Y/n, holding down a fresh wave of tears. "Especially when we're about to go back to that castle with a Good man gone."
"Might seem that way, but men like Sir Lancelot are never really gone," said the stranger. "He's a legend. And legends grow bigger with time. Or at least that's what I tell myself these days whenever I meet young ones like you who have no idea who I am."
"Even the dimmest Readers know who Robin Hood is," Y/n said, forcing a smile.
"And even the dimmest of heroes know The Tale of Sophie & Y/n & Agatha," said Robin Hood. "And even the dimmest person from Sherwood would recognize the daughter of the wild M/n of Sherwood. You're quite alike if I can say so myself. Just wish we could have met under better circumstances."

"You knew my mother?" Y/n asked. Sometimes she barely even remembered that she had ever been born to real parents who came from the Woods, not that she was just a random baby who showed up on a bookkeeper's doorstep.
"Anyone from these parts of the Woods would know her. A wild beast, that one, even if she wasn't the speaking type," Robin Hood chuckled as he seemed to reminisce. "But we did also go to school together, me and her. So that's also another thing, I suppose."
"I wish I could have met her," Y/n sighed, leaning down slightly and rested her arms against the railings of the treehouse. "The only real mother figure in my life has been professor Dovey, though she's more of a grandmother and less of a mother, and Guinevere... oh, Guinevere... What will she do without Lancelot..."

From his rucksack, Robin pulled a metal flask. "Gold-leaf tea. Cures every ailment, including a crap day and drap days to come," he said, holding it out. "Dot just helped me make a fresh brew. Made with real gold that I rob from the rich, miserable people who don't even know what gold is good for."
Y/n took a big swig. "Tastes like... chocolate," she sniffed.
"Like I said: Dot helped me make it," Robin sighed. "Mind if I come in? Marian insists she left an earring and better I find it than have her looking for it herself."
"By all means," said Y/n, mustering composure as he swung through the door. " I can't thank you enough for letting us stay here."

"We all knew about the Snake and that business at the Four Point, but there's a reason I ain't in the League of Thirteen. We Merry Men keep our noses out of other kingdom's affairs and they stay outta ours in return— especially since we've started raiding rich folks beyond Nottingham," said Robin, scavenging near a wall decorated with newspaper clippings touting his various robberies and escapes. "But then I got the message from Dot via a crow with Camelot's official ring around its neck. That got my attention. Oh look, found it—" He held up a pear earring. "Actually, this ain't hers," he mumbled, and started searching inside leather quivers filled with arrows. "Sherwood Forest ain't the most welcoming to strangers, especially a crew with a bunch of Nevers, but we'll do anything for Camelot and for Dot. Camelot because King Arthur once saved us from a villain called the Green Knight. And dot because... well, Dot's like a daughter. Her dad will say that's a lie. That I just used her to escape jail. But her dad's about as fit to be a dad as I'm fit to be a husband. That's what I tell Marian at least." He winked at Y/n. "Jackpot!" He glided past her and picked a gold earring out of the gap between two wooded planks of the wall. "This is definitely it... maybe."