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queenofmay[Once upon a time Guy of Gisborne asked Marian to show him the lands surrounding Milliways. Sometime later, betwixt time leaps, through fault of depression, tenderness, lack of sleep or perhaps the strange concoction Bar made, Marian reminded him of that request.]
Marian had spent the last hour readying her horse, grateful that Caspian wasn't around that hour, and troubled at least firstly by the empty placard next to her stall reminding her that the horse, that she still thought of as her father's, still had no name except 'beautiful'.
She'd walked the grand beautiful lummox out to the field, all set up and was waiting for Sir Guy to magically appear so that they could go riding off alone. Between the two of them, she was the only one looking spooked as the horse just continued to eat the grass at her feet. Holding the reigns she waited quietly, not fidgeting with her dress and trying to ignore how so little a pretty ring could feel like so large a weight on her finger.
And, perhaps, just a little confused from their last interaction gone well.
Marian had spent the last hour readying her horse, grateful that Caspian wasn't around that hour, and troubled at least firstly by the empty placard next to her stall reminding her that the horse, that she still thought of as her father's, still had no name except 'beautiful'.
She'd walked the grand beautiful lummox out to the field, all set up and was waiting for Sir Guy to magically appear so that they could go riding off alone. Between the two of them, she was the only one looking spooked as the horse just continued to eat the grass at her feet. Holding the reigns she waited quietly, not fidgeting with her dress and trying to ignore how so little a pretty ring could feel like so large a weight on her finger.
And, perhaps, just a little confused from their last interaction gone well.