Hey all! I haven't disappeared, just been trying to fix my computer which has been storing my most beautiful stories. –cries- Stupid computer! Anyway, I probably won't be updating my other stories until it's fixed because I have all the best un-updated chapters on that one.
I'd like to give credit to Child of the Seine for the idea. I wanted to write a Narnia story but couldn't think of anything until I read her story. So THANKS!
I LOVE EDMUND! HE'S MY FAVORITE CHARACTER!
Aherm. Anyway.
I don't own Narnia.
Chapter One
Stupid Tailors
Cair Paravel had never been so full of occupants before. Everyone was content and happy except for one person, a boy of fourteen, sitting in the corner.
"Are you alright, Ed?" Peter came by his younger brother.
"NO. I can't breathe with this stupid shirt on," Edmund grumbled.
"I know the tailors made a mistake," Peter replied, "but we haven't anything else that is formal enough for this occasion."
The occasion was an annual ball celebrating the reign of the Kings and Queens of Narnia, which were, of course, Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy. It was their fourth year on the throne.
"I feel like a girl from the eighteenth century with a corset," Edmund said in a shallow voice.
"Bear it a few more hours," Peter dramatically pleaded. "The sun is setting."
Edmund knew too well that Peter was just trying to comfort him quickly and then get away to talk to a pretty young centauress he had been eying all afternoon. He took another short breath as Peter walked away.
"Ed," now it was Susan's turn to approach. "I suggest you go out to get some fresh air in the garden. It will help. Shall I come with you?"
Edmund shook his head as Susan gently urged him into the garden, where she quietly left him. He walked a short distance, which he found didn't help him, and sat on a small bench with his back to the sea.
He felt dizzy. He felt tired. He fell into darkness.
I know the chapter is short but I just wanted to get story rolling. Next chapter will be much longer!