“Do you even still want them to?” Marian whispered. “Have you ever considered… maybe you’re wrong? That maybe this isn’t a prison? That maybe this was where you’re meant to be in order to do the most good? That you can choose to be happy? That you can choose to love?” Not after what he’d done to her. Not Prince John. Not a wicked coward.
Honey, it wasn't even that long ago that you spent an entire chapter talking about how wasn't actually awful. He's only a "wicked coward" when you're trying not to acknowledge that you care about him.
