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Date: 2012-03-31 01:20 pm (UTC)
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That last part doesn't even enter into Marian's thoughts. Maybe because it is the unwritten end to every sentence, every plan and step she has to take in a day here. No choice, but it is the only one she can take.

They are as quiet as they can be. Even if they both seem to leave shuddering silent seconds after the loudest of the things they do. As though daring to breathe and listen to hear if anyone else had heard was hard enough.



In nearly half an hour she's only said eight or ten words, and only over by Lineave. Only because she'd had to say something to explain her sudden unexpected disappearance into the dark. That she speaks, is only because it's important.

Somehow it always strikes her as weird to do so dressed this way. And yet it's easier, to speak in a whisper to him, across the stable walls.

"I'll take you back. I won't be able to stay long, if I'm to make it here before dawn, but I'll do my best to see if I can get away soon. It might not be today." She'll be watched today, especially, she may even be tasked to stay in the presence of her guard, Guy, or The Sheriff for her vanishing act.

She'll have to turn for the second time in hours from two more things she loves with bare seconds to hold them. Part of her, no matter how much it makes her heart ache, almost hopes that she can convince herself to rouse Much and not Robin in depositing Caspian to safety.

Except she'll want those seconds.

His willingness, and mutual frustration.

Even with no choice but to fly back after them.
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