Robin Hood

Previously

…As Elara walked back towards the edge of the forest, the setting sun casting long, distorted shadows, she knew her path had irrevocably shifted. The story of Robin Hood was no longer just an investigation; it had become a personal crusade. She wouldn’t betray him, not yet. She would find a way to weave his story, to amplify his message of defiance, without revealing the hand that wielded the bow. Perhaps, she mused, her pen could be as potent a weapon as his arrows, if wielded with care and purpose. The Baron’s ruthlessness was a grim reality, but the hope that Robin Hood ignited, however small, was a flame worth protecting. And she, the persistent reporter, would guard that flame.