Hello, readers! I do NOT own anything! If I did,...heheheMWAHAHAHahaaa~
Warning: Slash! I don't know how bad yet...
This is going to be based on the movies until further notice. I have never read the books so...Enjoy~
He didn't undestand why it happened. Half of him wished it never did...it would have eased the pain of parting. But as they stood there on the white shores, just barely able to see the tips of Aslan's country, he was grateful of one thing.
I'm glad he doesn't know.
"Ed?"
The raven-haired king turned to his sister and forced a smile. It was a strained smile- a sad smile-, and Lucy couldn't help but feel like her brother was holding a great pain back.
"We'll miss this place," was all he said.
Edmund Pevensie, King of Narnia, gazed at the lapping waters, that melancholic face, and at Aslan's all-knowing eyes, and his features softened.
For granting me this small favor, the assurance that he will never know, Aslan I thank you.
He turned from the world that was his home, a tear -unnoticed to all but Lucy- slidding down his cheek, and departed without looking back.
Thank you.
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