Outlaw Princess of Sherwood by Nancy Springer

Author:Nancy Springer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2011-02-08T16:00:00+00:00

Far off in the forest a wagtail whistled. Robin turned his head, and Etty stood up, looking and listening. There came the sound of brush rustling, twigs breaking, distant at first but drawing nearer. With a commotion worthy of a rampaging lion, a tall, top-heavy form appeared, looking like a hunchback because of the load he carried—Etty could see Lionel, she realized, better than firelight allowed. A whisper of light was dawning in the sky. It was daybreak.

Far more quietly, a tall, green-clad outlaw strode into the clearing that encircled Robin’s spreading oak. Little John, all towering seven feet of him. He gave Robin a nod to signify that all was well.

Stumbling up to Etty, Lionel eased his burden to the ground. There lay King Solon, glaring pale-eyed over the gag in his mouth, with his beard in a spiky mess and goose bumps on his bare, hairy legs. Etty stared. It was like encountering a strange animal she had never even heard of before. For just a moment she felt sorry for the poor creature, so scared and cold—but then her pity flared into anger. It was her father, and had he felt sorry for her when he had starved her? Had he felt sorry for her when he had sent her off to be married to an ugly old toad of a lord?

Did he love her? At all?

A loud groan sounded. Etty stiffened and looked to see who was hurt. Oh. No matter, it was just Lionel. “My back is broken,” he lamented, flopping full length on the ground. “That so-called king looks like a grasshopper, but he weighs like an ox.”

No one paid any attention, for Lionel lived to complain. They all stood in a circle around the captive, looking down at him. His arms were hairy, too, with goose bumps. Etty no longer noticed his glare, for she had focused instead on his smallclothes. They looked far from white, and needed mending. Imagine, a king with holey smalls.

“Well,” said Robin Hood after a while, “here’s your prisoner, Etty, lass. Now what?”

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