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We tear through the camp toward the forest. A few soldiers notice us and decide to follow after. We approach a small creek to see Susan and Lucy up a tree with two wolves circling Peter, but he's not paying attention to the wolf behind him. Aslan puts his paw onto the wolf's body, pining it the ground. I jump of his back and draw my sword, ready to help Peter. "No!" Aslan yells, "Stay your weapons. This is Peter's battle." I hold my sword down, but not away, holding myself back from striking out.
"You may think you're a king," the wolf says. I can't understand why Peter won't mow it down while it's talking. "but you're going to die…" Why won't he raise his damn sword?! What's stopping him!?
Me.
It's me.
I won't allow myself to swing causing Peter to not be able to. So how do I let my sword swing without actually swinging? Nick said that only a perfect connection between two people could wield them. The only time that happened was at the waterfall, when I could feel the way Peter wanted me to move my sword. If I can't get him to move his sword, I can at least stop mine from blocking his.
And now our swords are being connected by chains, appearing out of the blue. The chain is strained and not moving to let any leave for either of us to move. I want to add more links, basically saying "Yeah, you have my permission to save your life." Nothing's happening while the wolf says, "…like a dog" as he leaps at Peter for the kill.
My mind goes into overdrive, only thinking of a way to protect him when, suddenly, the links on the chain are multiplying and Peter extends his arms to pierce the wolf as they tumble to the ground together. "Peter!" I yell as I abandon my place next to Aslan and rush to his side. The wolf's now dead body is crushing him to the ground, so I push him off as Lucy and Susan appear next to me.
He sits up when the wolf is off him and looks at us. In turn, we all give him a group hug. As we pull back, I see Aslan release the second wolf who yelps, then runs off. "After him," he says. "He'll lead you to Edmund." With his order out, the creatures that had followed us take off after the wolf, leaving us alone at the creek.
"Peter. Clean your sword." Susan gives him a white cloth that turns red as he wipes his sword clean, with the chain no longer present. We all stand and he goes up in front of Aslan and placing the sword in the ground while kneeling. Aslan comes up and places one of his massive paws on his left shoulder, "Rise, Sir Peter's Wolfs-Bane." He rises, "Knight of Narnia."
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After Peter got knighted, Aslan told us to go back to our tents and turn in for the night. We did just arrive earlier in the day after all. We all happily obliged and went to our separate tents. So now Peter and I are lying on the one hammock, laying in comfortable silence with my head resting on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
Nothing really has to be said because there's nothing to say. Odd as it is, in the few days of knowing each other, we've come to know what the other needs at the moment. Like right now, even though I never asked, I know Peter is thinking about the rescue mission to save Edmund and whether it'll succeed or not. Not only that, but he's also thinking what he could have possibly done so Edmund wouldn't have gone to the Witch in the first place or how he could be helping right now.
So what am I supposed to tell him? If I say anything about the past, he'll just insist that I'm wrong and if I say that the Narnians know what they are doing, he'll say something absurd like "I'm his brother, I should be there." The best I can do right now is comfort him by just being next to him and wait for him to talk when he's ready.
To be honest, I'm worried about Edmund too. He's probably being held in the Witch's clutches close by but out of the way. And if she wants to stop the prophecy, who is to say she hasn't killed him already? What if the place is too heavily armed and they can't get in? Or if they do get in but can't get out? Would the people that went be kept prisoner or killed?
There's so many possible scenarios where things could end badly. And what if he does come back. He's basically betrayed his whole family. Even the Narnians think that he's betrayed them too. Is he going to be shunned? Punished? Or accepted but always the odd one out? The only thing I'm sure of, is that if Edmund does come back, Susan, Lucy and Peter will be happy to see him okay.
But Peter's probably thinking that Edmund will be resentful towards him, and there is just no need for that. "Alright. Enough thinking. Too much hard thinking will give you a headache and I don't think the medics here have any Tylenol."
I feel a small chuckle vibrate through him. "What in the world is Tylenol?"
"It's a little pill that you take and makes your headache go away."
"That's brilliant. But I wouldn't need any, due to the fact that I don't have a headache."
I snort, "You will if you keep thinking about Edmund." He sighs and lifts his arms around my waist, bringing me closer to him and keeping me there. "But what if-"
"No, no what if's because he is going to be okay and he won't blame you for anything." I say firmly, though I've been thinking the same thing.
"You can't be so negative all the time. Think about something that makes you happy to get your mind off Edmund." There's a pause where I shut my eyes and I assume he's thinking his "Happy Thoughts."
"All that comes to mind is you," he whispers. I feel his lips brush my hair. He keeps going, "Your white hair, and blue eyes that look like frozen ice, but can seem so warm. The way you smile at little things. Your determination. Even the vulgar language you use when you're happy or mad."
Hearing all these things makes me blush uncontrollably, but he's not done speaking his mind, "But my favorite thing, is your laugh. It's like tinkling bells."
"You know," I say, "at the river, before it cracked, I believe you called me Belle."
"Mmm. I guess I did."
"I like it," I say softly with a smile, "It's a nice change from Izzy."
"Get some sleep, Love." I hear him whisper, as I slip from consciousness.
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I slept like the dead last night so waking up in the morning isn't as bad as it could be. I'm awake but I don't open my eyes just yet because I feel Peter's hand running up and down my back. I know that he knows I'm awake, but he doesn't say anything. I'm content enough to just lay here. But the peacefulness does have to be ruined at some point, "Love, we should bet up." He whispers to me.
I give a hum in response and start getting up, only slightly unbalanced from sleeping in a hammock. Before opening my eyes, I rub them to get the drowsiness out. When I open them, I see Peter already up and out, with his sword attached to his side and holding mine out to me. Slinging it on my belt is easy since we slept in our day clothes. Peter takes my hand with a smile, interlacing our fingers, and leads me out of our tent.
To my shock, Oreius is there. He was one of those who went to get Edmund. So if he's back…? Oreius looks at us before looking back towards the hills. We follow his stare and find Edmund talking to Aslan.
Even from the distance we're at, I can see a bruise next to his eye. I'm still staring as Oreius walks off and Susan and Lucy emerge from their tents, also in the same clothes from yesterday. They both look at us with a face of confusion. From the angle they're at, they can't see Edmund. But they get a clear view of our joined hands.
Their faces take on two different expressions. Lucy's of delight and Susan's as a mixture of astonishment and anger.
Shit.
They both don't know anything about our bond being sealed. Now I'm going to have to explain, but definitely not now. "Uhh…Edmund's back." I say partly to tell them the good news and partly to take their attention off us.
Their eyes light up and they walk next to us to follow our line of sight. They smile and Lucy yells his name. She's about to run forward to him, but Peter pulls his hand from mine and uses it to stop her advance. Her smile fades as she looks at him in question. He shakes his head slightly and looks back to the hills where Edmund and Aslan are now staring at us. They exchange another word before Edmund hesitantly starts toward us with Aslan following.
As he comes closer, I can start to make out how pale he looks and his split lip, as well as the bruise. He stops in front of us with his head down as Aslan comes up. "What's done is done. There is no need to speak to Edmund about what is past." With the finality in his voice, he walks off, giving us all some privacy.
Peter's emotions suddenly go haywire, changing from nervous, happy, scared, and finally guilty. He stays where he is with a neutral expression. "Hello," Ed says quietly with his head still down.
Just that one word says one thousand. It says "I'm sorry; Please forgive me; I'm so happy to see you; I missed you." In response, Susan smiles and Lu rushes to him, engulfing him in a massive hug. He looks surprised by her actions but returns the hug nonetheless. Susan comes up and puts a hand on his shoulder until Lucy is done with her hug, where they then trade places.
"Are you alright?" she asks pulling away.
"I'm a little tired."
"Get some sleep," Peter says from where he stands, gesturing towards our tent. Ed beings walking off but before he can get far, Peter whips around, "And Edmund…" he stops and looks at him, "try not to wander off." They both give a half smile. Ed starts walking again and disappears into the tent. I grab his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze, saying that he handled the situation well.
There's a huff behind me and I turn around just in time to see Susan stomping into her tent. "You talk to Edmund when he wakes up," I tell Peter. "Come on, Lucy. Let's go have a talk with Susan." I walk towards the tent.
Author's Note: IMPORTANT! So I know I haven't updated in a LONG while and I'm really sorry. I got into a little writer's block on this story and started working on others. But now I'm back and better than ever. I'm trying to finish up the story and I'll start by typing and submitting everything I already have written up. I'll be consistently writing and trying to post in a reasonable amount of time :)