A/N: Sorry – a mistake in chapter 3 – I put Astra went back to her Father when it was meant to be her Uncle. Sorry :S
Over the next few days, Edmund couldn't seem to get Astra out of his head. He even dreamt of her one night. He thought himself to be going crazy; he'd only spoken to her for what, 5 minutes! Little did he know that Astra was caught up in the same confusing predicament.
Astra found herself looking forward to the ball the next day. She convinced herself it was normal, everyone would be looking forward to the ball, but really, she knew in her heart it was because she longed to see Edmund again.
Edmund sighed, tugging on a pair of sturdy boots. There was another ball tonight and that meant lots of annoying, giggling girls. He sighed again, somehow, thinking about girls and the ball reminded him that he would see Astra again. At least there was one thing to look forward to.
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The whole ballroom was full of dancing couples. It was spectacular to see all the men and women in their finery. Also, the ballroom looked spectacular! Queens Lucy and Susan had really outdone themselves this time.
A perfectly dressed Edmund sat slouched in his throne, slightly bored, that is until he spotted a certain young lady entering through the main doors. "Astra!" he yelled excitedly, earning himself plenty of amused stares. "Astra, hello. I was wondering when you'd get here. I've been so bored!" he rushed, "Here, come on, I want to introduce you to my siblings", he continued, not giving her a chance to reply before dragging her off to the thrones.