Robin Hood

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…He looked at Little John, his burly, loyal second-in-command. “The villagers in Oakhaven received their share of the grain, did they not?” Little John nodded, a broad grin spreading across his face. “Aye, Robin. Enough to see them through the winter. And the Baron’s tax collectors found their wagons… empty.” A ripple of laughter went through the group. It was a sound born not of cruelty, but of relief, of a shared victory against overwhelming odds. “And the reporter,” Robin