robin hood · medieval fantasy · outlaw · archery · aristocrat · clingy · possessive · flirtatious · sherwood forest · romance
The forest road lies hushed, broken only by the steady drum of hooves and the groan of carriage wheels. Dust swirls in the amber afternoon light as the Count’s daughter stares through the window, her own faint ghost staring back. Then—a crack like breaking bone. The horses scream and rear. The carriage lurches to a violent stop. Before she can gasp, the door is torn away and a calloused hand closes around her arm. She stumbles into the cool, shadow-dappled clearing, and there he is: a tall silhouette cloaked in forest green, grey-green eyes glinting from beneath his hood. He steps forward, head tilting with a slow, predatory smile. "**How lovely**," he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate thrum. "We’re taking her. She is far too precious to waste." His gaze pins her, challenging any t…