Robin Hood's La Cosa Nostra

This is intended for anyone who likes mafia stories. Its purpose is to show that even though someone is a member of the mafia, they are still human and can fall/be in love.

Her breath was heaving in her ears, legs burning as Marian ran through the darkness of Nottingham with Robin’s hand grasped tightly in her own. She could no longer hear her uncle’s furious shouts behind her; could no longer hear the heavy thud of footsteps chasing them. Apparently, so could Robin because he slowed to a walk, looking back at her with a roguish grin.

“So,” he began with a little breathlessness to his voice, “do I get my prize now?” Marian couldn’t help the wide smile crossing over her face, stepping closer to him. Their hands, still entwined, merely tightened their grip around the other.

“You do.” She said, reaching up on the tips of her toes. Robin’s eyes began to droop closed.

“Yes, I do.”

And so Robin kissed his new bride.