Me: So here's my second Narnia fic! This one is about King Edmund the Just, no less! It's about him because I have come to find him quite sexy! *blushes*
Edmund: Huh? What?
Me: Erm... nothing here's the fic! (This is after Dawn Treader, but Susan and Peter are here so... yeah, just go with it)
I was walking through the western woods, as I so often do, thinking of him. Because i have come to have a little crush on the king. I may have never met him, but i have read about him. I don't understand how i can have a crush on him, but i do! It's crazy, i don't understand but it's happening, and i can't stop it... it's just a crush... right?!
Anyway, i was walking through the western wood and a faun came up to me. I was about to great him when i noticed that he didn't look friendly. He had a-a... glint in his eye, that i really didn't like. I reached for my sword but he advanced toward me, my eyes widened and i backed up to two tree trunks. What could I do? The only thing i could i screamed.
Little did i know Edmund was out on patrols and had heard.
Pure fury rushed through me, how dare this idiotic faun do this to me?! I clenched my teeth together and pulled my sword out of its sheath. We battled, for out of nowhere he had acquired a sword. I was growing tired for the male faun was older and therefore stronger than I. i heard horses hooves and i wondered whether it was another faun or someone or something had come to help. I prayed for the latter, my prayers were answered. This was the first time i saw my "crush". King Edmund the just came riding in, looking heroic, and slashed the faun with one blow. He fell to the cold, hard ground... dead. Edmund held his hand out to me silently asking for me to get on his horse. I raised an eyebrow, so he put his sword back in its sheath and got off his horse. "Erm, hi..." i stared at him and he shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. He began to mumble "I'm kin-" but before he could finish my lips were on his. I don't know what possessed me to do it, but it felt... right. He tasted of pine and liquorice. His hands snaked around my waist and mine around his neck, slightly tugging at his hair. Just as his tongue brushed over my bottom lip, asking for entrance (which i would grant) i awoke. I had fallen asleep on my book reading about him ...again. "i have GOT to get over this dude!" i muttered to myself. The thing i didn't know was that Edmund had woken on the other side of Narnia... from having the same dream.
2 weeks later and i was still walking round the western woods, hoping to catch a glimpse of the king, but that wasn't how it was meant to be, because things never happen the same way twice...
I was coming back from going into town, to collect the groceries that mother had asked me too, just minding my own business, when someone crashed into me. I gathered up what i had dropped shouting at the person. As they helped me pick up my food, out hands connected and i felt a spark go up my arm, i bit my lip but carried on shouting- maybe a little quieter. People were staring to stare, i looked up to the person that had angered me so and gasped. He looked at me with his brown eyes and i whispered "King Edmund!?" He looked shocked because we had never met before; i suddenly felt very embarrassed and looked to the ground. I picked up my basket and ran toward my house. I ran in and shut the door behind me. My sister came running to me and i just breathed really deep, i looked into her eyes and she clasped her hand to her mouth and said "Edmund?" mother and father looked deeply confused but me and my sister just squealed and giggled.
Okay, so it may be time i did some explaining... my name is Lithia Waterstone, my sister is Amelia Waterstone, i live with her my mother and father. Since before me and Amelia could remember out mom and dad used to tell us about Narnia. Our favourite was the tale of the kings and queens of old. As we grew we both developed "crushes" me on Edmund and her on peter. We study the kings at home but we know the best we can do is meet them because they are both betrothed to the Calormen princesses... and we all know their BAD NEWS! I am a really skilled swords-woman and i really love horses. I don't think there is anything much else to tell... so enjoy my (and my sisters) story.
2 days had passed and i have not been out of our house because i keep thinking "what if Edmund or one of his advisers is trying to find me and I'm not here?!" unlikely i know but... oh well. But the only reason I'm actually leaving the house is because the kings and queens are hosting a festival in the street to welcome the "princesses" to Narnia, but the good bit is that it's masked AND anyone can go! So of course me and Am are going and the kings are going to fall hopelessly in love with us! Okay, so maybe that's a bit far fetched... anyway, me and am are going shopping... this sort of bores me so I'm just going to tell you the dresses we got. Mine was coral blue (to bring out my tan skin) that went really tight at the top (showing just the right amount of cleavage) and as it reached my waist it flared out into a midnight blue lace i had a midnight blue lace mask on. Amelia had a black lace dress on with white undertones, and a black mask with small diamonds on. Out hair was done similarly, mine curled the night before so it was now slightly wavy and i had one part clipped back(left side), Amelia's was totally curled with her other side clipped up(right side). As we left for the festival my mother gave my sister a silver bracelet with black diamond's on, my father gave me a similar one... with blue diamond's on. They said that our grandmothers had worn them "for luck." So we made our way to the ball.