Robin Hood {"Who is that?"} Part 2

----------------------------------Robin Hood's pov------
Robin was tied up. His back was against Will's. The mysterious person just revealed himself....or herself in this case. Everyone gasped aloud. She had dark brown hair, it was straight tied back into a braid. Her eyes were a piercing green. She had very tan skin. Robin admitted to himself that she was naturally pretty. Choppy bangs hung in her face. She looked mad at that moment. Her maid stood behind her. "You're not deformed." Robin said with a slight smile. The girl laughed. Her laugh sounded like bells. Robin noticed her eyes burning with anger. "I'm not a mute either." Much decided to speak up at this time, "Well, you can let us go now, why don't you just run along..." Much kept babbling about food and shelter. The girl sighed. She pulled off her boot and her sock. She jammed her boot back on and rolled her sock into a ball. She strutted over to him. "Stuff it!" she said. And with a shove she stuffed the sock in his mouth. Robin chuckled.
----------------------------------Your pov----------------
You walked back over to the leader. "Who are you?" you asked him softly and dangerously. He chuckled again and said, "My name is Robin Hood, and these are my men." You laughed aloud. "Congratulations." You walked over to Viola. "Are you alright?" you asked her smiling. She nodded her head. You walked around her and started to hitch up the horse. She followed you, "Were are we going now?" You looked at he sadly and walked around her, "I want to go visit Nottingham, it's surely even worse. We'll try to help as many peasants as we can, but I fear nothing can be done about the Sheriff just now." She looked aghaust, "But surely it's not safe for you to parade into Nottingham, Gizbourne and the Sheriff will recognize you." You shrugged your shoulders," We'll have to take that chance, there are starving people there, and we've got to help them."
"What about....." Viola gestured towards the tied up group. You smiled and said, "We leave them to it." You waited for Viola to get on the horse. You walked several paces in front of the tied up group. "Aren't you gonna for purses?" asked the talkative one. You shook your head and said, "No, I'm not a thief. Besides, I think you need it more than we do." You paused for a moment and took something out of your pocket. It was a small pouch. It jingled when you shook it. You threw it at his feet and jumped up onto the horse, "Here's my 10%....give it to someone who's in trouble." You flicked the reins and the horse galloped off with the cart rattling behind.