An Original Fan Fiction Script Story Adaptation of the BBC’s “Robin Hood, Series 3”
by Gratiana Lovelace, 11/07/11rev
(no copyright infringement is intended)
[(1ab) “Guy’s Rose” story graphic]
|Here is that Ch. 0-1 “Guy’s Rose” link again for you, so you may read the story from the beginning:https://gratianads90.wordpress.com/2011/11/04/guys-rose-ch-0-1-a-fan-fiction-110411-gratiana-lovelace-post-47/|
“Guy’s Rose” (WIP), Chapter 2: Sir Guy Bathes in the Middleton Apartments (PG-13)
Finding himself comfortably ensconced in a large apartment in the palace–with servants to draw his bath and tend to him–this fine treatment makes Sir Guy feels quite at ease about his upcoming audience with Prince John. It is as he lies dozing in the bath after washing himself–with rose petals floating about him–that his rest is disturbed.
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: Finding Sir Guy in her brother’s room and in the bath tub, Lady Roseanna whispers her question to her servant Bessie, “Bessie, how did he come to be in Lord George’s room?” [(2) Lady Roseanna]
Bessie: Curtsying, she says apologetically, “Twere Prince John’s doing, Milady. He was brought here and we were told to tend to him. He is to sup with Prince John midday.” She hesitates and then says, “And since he of similar build to Lord George, we were told to lend him Lord George’s clothes. [(3) Oxbridge/Roseanna]
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “Gods teeth!” She swears. “As long as I live and breathe, my brother’s things will not be disturbed for a one such as him–one of Prince John’s sycophants.”
Then before her servant can stop her, Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge strides into Lord George’s–now Sir Guy’s–bedchamber intending to have it out with him–forgetting that she is still attired as a lad. Seeing the well dressed lad from earlier walk into the room, Sir Guy stands up from the tub naked and issues a command.
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge is struck dumb and simply stares at [(4) Sir Guy standing up] Sir Guy’s dripping wet nakedness. If she thought this man was handsome before, she thinks he is an Adonis now–tall, muscular, toned, and naked. Of course, Lady Roseanna has never seen a naked man except in religious picture books depicting Adam and Eve, but they were covered with fig leaves in strategic places–or when she changed a diaper on a friend’s babe. But this is real life–and a full grown man–standing naked, and not ten feet away from her.
Sir Guy: “Be quick about it! I don’t want to catch my death!” He says sternly as he crosses his arms in front of his chest with being chilled.
Bessie: “Sorry Milord. He’s Lord George’s valet and was startled to see ye in Lord George’s room.” She says covering for her mistress as she also appreciatively glances at the naked nobleman and hands him the towel.
Sir Guy towels himself mostly dry and then wraps the towel around his abdomen–awaiting the clothes he was promised.
Sir Guy: To Oxbridge/Roseanna, “Well boy, if you’re to be my valet then you best start right now. Fetch me some trousers and a shirt.”
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: Keeping her voice in a lower register, she says “Bessie, please bring Lord George’s dark navy ensemble with the leather vest. Also the appropriate undergarments.” Bessie hurries to retrieve that selection.
Sir Guy: Observing ‘his’ valet in a new light, he says “Oxbridge, you look rather young to be a valet, yet you order servants around as if they are your own. How long have you worked in the palace?” Sir Guy fixes Oxbridge/Lady Roseanna with a glowering stare that besmirches his noble brow, thinks Lady Roseanna.
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “I have lived here many years, Milord.” She says with an air of self importance that some upper level palace servants possess. “I was valet to Lord George before he left for the Holy Land two years ago.”
Sir Guy: “And how is it that this Lord George did not take you with him?”
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “Well,” She fakes some coughs. “Kkkk. You see, I have always had some lung problems. Kkkk. So Lord George thought I wouldn’t last two days in the heat of the Holy Land.”
Sir Guy: “Quite right. The heat smothers you and there is no relief.”
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “Oh? Have you been to the Holy Land Sir Guy and fought with King Richard?” She asks expectantly, hoping to redeem him in her own eyes.
Sir Guy: “Something like that.” He says cryptically. Of course, when Sir Guy had gone to the Holy Land it was with the intention to kill the King, under Sheriff Vasy’s orders. Guy had failed and only succeeded in wounding Robin of Locksley–which eventually forced Locksley to return to Nottingham and that started Guy on his downward spiral.
Bessie returns with the clothing and undergarments–of which Guy only needs half.
Bessie: “Here are the underclothes, Milord.” She hands him what passes for underpants in the middle ages.
Sir Guy: “God’s Teeth! This coarse linen will scratch my balls until only an ice bath will soothe them.”
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “Sir? I’ve heard no complaints before with my master.”
Sir Guy: “Then your master is a fool.” He says dropping the towel and standing before the servant Bessie and the valet Oxbridge in only a smirking smile. “Hand me the trousers, Oxbridge!”
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: She hands him the trousers, trying not to look in Sir Guy’s naked direction–and trying not to have a look of disdain on her face for Sir Guy not wearing proper undergarments under her brother’s clothing. “Here you are, Milord.”
Sir Guy: “Now the shirt, Oxbridge.” Lady Roseanna hands him the finer linen shirt that Sir Guy pulls over his head and tucks into his trousers. “Very nice. And the leather tunic. I like the buckles. Do them up for me Oxbridge.” Sir Guy stands there with his arms open wide waiting for Oxbridge to do the buckles on the front of the leather vest.
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “Yes, Milord.” She says a tad nervously. She had helped her brother Lord George get his kit on many a time. But for some reason, today is different and she fumbles with the buckles a bit. “Let me know if you think it is too tight and I can loosen the buckles.” She says keeping her cap covered head down.
Sir Guy: “Tighten them hard. I find displaying my muscular physique tends to have a disarming affect with my adversaries–and with any castle ladies who might be in attendance at the mid day supper.” He smiles seductively, with clear intent for what he would do with the ladies.
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “Indeed, Milord. There.” Then Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge helps him put on the matching navy coat and Sir Guy surveys himself in the mirror.
Bessie: “Oh yes Milord.” She says brightly and with a big flirty smile. “You look ever so handsome. Even more so than Prince John.”
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “Bessie hush! Were Prince John to hear such talk you would be whipped until you bled.”
Bessie: Contritely, she says to her mistress and slips a bit “Yes, mila … I mean … Sir … I mean … Oxbridge.” Completely flustered, Bessie races out of the room.
Sir Guy: “What was wrong with her? And why did she call you Sir?”
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: Back peddling swiftly, she says “Tweren’t nothing Milord. Bessie is easily flustered amongst persons of your rank. And, if truth be told, Lord George promised to install me as butler in his country estate at Leicester upon his return.” She says with a sly grin–because the country estate she speaks of is really her own.
Sir Guy: “Well then Oxbridge, guide me to the dining hall for my mid day supper with Prince John.”
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge: “Yes Milord.” She bows and gestures for him to follow her.
Lady Roseanna/Oxbridge guides Sir Guy to the dining hall and excuses herself to tend to other preparations for Sir Guy’s comfort. Of course, Roseanna returns to her own apartments to eat her midday supper alone.
To be continued with Chapter 3
(1a) Guy’s Rose story graphic composite image–Sir Guy, as portrayed by Richard Armitage, drawing by Judiang and initially shared at
(1b) Guy’s Rose story graphic composite image–rose graphic found at http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VwTKAphks/TQ5I9nYhgdI/AAAAAAAAN6k/vdOKQ4QsSsU/s1600/pink_rose_petals.jpg
(2) “A Portrait of a Young Lady” by Eugene de Blass, Image representing Lady Roseanna Oxbridge Middleton found at
(3) “Portrait of a Boy” by Eugene de Blaas, Image representing Lady Roseanna disguised as Oxbridge the Valet
(4) Sir Guy of Gisborne, as portrayed by Richard Armitage, stepping out of his bath naked
(5) Image representing Sir Guy of Gisborne, as portrayed by Richard Armitage, from RANet Promo 2007 Events
(6) Beauteous Sir Guy of Gisborne, as portrayed by Richard Armitage from RANet