They emerged in the cellar beneath the great hall. Above, they heard the Sheriff’s boots stomping across the floor.
“Sheriff of Nottingham!” she shouted. “I accuse you of the murder of Thomas of Locksley!”
And so they did. Within a week, the Sheriff’s cruelty was exposed across Nottinghamshire. His guards deserted him. His taxes went unpaid. For the first time, the Sheriff of Nottingham feared for his life — not from Robin’s arrows, but from the fury of his own people. robin hood s01e03 libvpx
“Three against four?” the guard sneered.
But before guards could move, arrows from surrounding rooftops pinned their sleeves to wooden posts — Robin’s signature warning. No one was hurt, but no one could move either. They emerged in the cellar beneath the great hall
“Who would be mad enough to accuse him to his face?” Much asked.
Silence. Then gasps. The Sheriff’s face went pale, then red. “I accuse you of the murder of Thomas of Locksley
Before she left, she turned to Robin. “They say you never miss.”