(A/N)Okay so there is major Edmund/Aryllanna tension in this chapter so be prepared.

Aryllana: Wait. Why? What's going on?

Me: You will find out.

Aryllana:He's not going to kill me is he.

Me:. . . . . . Let's find out shall we?

Aryllana: WHAT!

Me:Begin the story.


Chapter 9

High tensions

"What did you just say?"Edmund snarled, not turning to look at me.

"You heard me."I felt less bold, I could hear in his voice he was angry, and that was something that made me few small.

"Don't you ever call me that!"He said turning on me to come right up to me. I tried to stand my ground, to let him know that I was not afraid of him; but I failed miserably, I was shaking and I had taken a step away from him so I was in a defensive position. He seemed to notice what he was doing to me so he took a pace back still looking mad. "Let's just go, I don't know this area so we could be walking in the wrong direction of Archenland's Palace."He talked through gritted teeth.

I took on a sullen expression, thinking perhaps it would be best if I didn't say anything at all. I hugged my cloak closer to me trying to keep the cold of the rain out. I kept my eyes at the ground but just so I could see Edmund's own cloak and boots as he walked at a diagonal from me. I looked up only to jump over logs or get through brush. I felt a weight on me and looked to see Edmund had no cloak, it was on my shoulders. I was so confused one moment he was yelling at me and looking as though he would kill me and the next he was being like a protective older brother.

"You'll need it yourself."I said, to my regret it sounded rather indignant.

"Well that's a heck of a thank you."He retorted snidely.

"I only meant. . ."

"Don't bother."

The silence that endured after that was near unbearable, I had such strange feelings over how he could go from the angry, stubborn boy that he is, to a kind, compassionate man that acted like at times. I rather wanted to talk about. . . well everything. We had nothing else to do as we walking for who knows how long. I wanted to know why, for everything.

"Edmund?"I ventured.

"What?"He asked sharply.

"What is it that you don't like about me?"I asked.

He looked taken aback, then began to stutter. "I-I, no. I like all of you, I mean you. . ."He stopped. I could not understand why he would be stuttering but then again I never was the best at being a girl and knowing how to be one. Edmund gave an exasperated sigh. "Why do you want to know?"

"Because you always act as though I am the worst thing that could possibly happen in your life."Okay so maybe I milked it just a bit, I wanted to know.

"What are you talking about?"

"I know from the girls and Peter that you weren't always so. . . well awful."

"Oh, I'm awful?"He said swinging around ot look at me stopping me in my tracks. "What have I done to be so overly hateful."He was talking with spite.

"Your tone of voice is enough to give me a reason."I started. "But other then that you or honestly detestable towards me."

He stared at me not saying a word, then went back to walking as he said. "I'm talking about this."

"Talking about?"I asked more loudly and forcefully, standing my ground and not moving from that spot. "What is this unspoken. . .whatever it is. Huh?"

He didn't say anything so he went on with my rant. "What is it about me that makes you just close your normal self off from me. I want to meet the real you but you won't let me. Let me in."

"No!"It was quiet but full of force.

"Why? What reason could possibly give for you hating me."

"Livmingh."What he said I couldn't hear exactly.

"Come on Ed, just tell me."

He didn't say anything, I could tell he was getting more and more tense.

"Why do you hate me Edmund?"I shouted. Edmund was getting more stressed out, running his hands through his wet hair. "Why just tell me, because right now we are stuck together and so we might as well get rid of the elephant in the room."

"Just stop it!"He shouted me, and I took a step back. "Just stop talking!"

I stood stock still frozen in my fear that I didn't know I had.

"I just want to be friends."I said in a small voice, finding a sudden interest in my dirty boots. Where was this shy, quiet attitude come from? this is not the real Aryllana?

"Well I can't."He said and started walking away. That's not good enough for me, I thought, and it never will be.

After about hours of walking, maybe longer, Edmund came to a stop and spoke to me for the first time since our argument, telling me to wait out for a moment. He then continued to duck into a hole covered by moss, something that I wouldn't have even thought to look for. He cam back out and said a total of two words. "There's room."

When he said that there was room, he meant that we could fit, not that there was was a small dark dirt hole that was slightly wet from the rain. It had a wonderful earthy smell to it though. So out of the fact that we were squished, covered in wet clothes, and hopelessly lost, at least it smelled good where we were.

"We –we should stay close so we can conserve heat."I said tentatively. He made a small noise that sounded like "Hm" but he was staring off into the distance. "Edmund did you hear me?"I asked again.

"What? Oh, no."He said then went back to the staring-off-into-the-distance thing he had begun to start. I repeated what I had said. He gave me a strange face but nodded. I was so exhausted I fell asleep as soon as I lay down.

Edmunds POV:

I felt the movement, and my eyes opened to see Ary cuddled close to me with a content face shivering slightly. I smiled at her thinking about how beautiful she was, she shifted closer to me and I felt my heart beat faster. She moaned quietly and then opened her mouth I waited to hear what odd phrase she would say from a dream, they only dreams to appear were my crushed ones when she said "Mmm Peter" quietly.

I froze no matter what happened I would always be second to Peter, Ary would never love me and I couldn't hurt both of them that way by telling her how I feel for her. I knew I should take her arms off from around me and move so she wasn't laying on me, but I couldn't. I couldn't let her go.

Would this pain never end well. Being cold and indifferent was the only way I could think of sparing the two of them this hurt, so I was the one who suffered. Again.

~Aryl's flashback~

The house was gorgeous and we all ran around opening doors and looking to see what was behind them. I loved this excitement of not knowing what was behind that next door.

We were all shouting telling each other what we had found out asking for others to come and take a look at our discoveries. I remember it being so happy, so enjoyable. Than I came to The Door.

It creaked open, as I pushed and willed the rusty hinges to move so I could content myself with exploring. As it opened it let out a boom from hitting the wall, in the distance I could hear Vic, Zara, and Adam shouting out their thoughts of the house and how well kept up it was considering the age. I forgot everything as I walked into the room a window was broken open by ivy and moss that was spilling into the room.

And then the strangest thing was in the room. A wardrobe lay on it's back on the floor looking sad as ivy was wrapped around it and moss creeping slowly up the side. I blew on a section sweeping dust up so that it made me cough, I didn't know dust could get that thick. I used my sweatshirt sleeve to push the dust off the carvings. I looked through the ivy to see the carvings, they were odd, and weirdly familiar. As I looked close I saw a story in the carvings. A Lion, a lantern, a witch, a tree, two children, animals walking on two feet, a king and a moment I recognize that story that's the start of Narnia The Lion is. I gasped out loud. ASLAN!

I got more excited as I began looking over every inch of the wardrobe, on the sides of the wardrobe were other stories, the lantern appeared again only having a faun underneath it, I didn't know this story. There were four children. Wait those books Vic gave me to read they had this in it.

I could go home? Was it time? Was Aslan telling me something?

I pulled open the door with little difficulty, some of the wood had rotted away and there was moss growing into the inside. I looked in to see only the back of an old wardrobe.

Who was I kidding this was probably something a Narnian book fan had had created out of there riches and love for it.

My head and chest were mostly in the deep wardrobe and my feet were suspended a little bit,so I reached up to the doorway of the wardrobe to pus my self up, my hand caught some moss and I slipped I reached out to grab onto something and I caught the door way only for it to be a rotten part and break off, I hit my head hard on the back of the wardrobe, I tried to sit up and call for some help, but my eyesight slowly got more fuzzy and I fell back down, it wasn't long until I was completely knocked out. It's funny I could have sworn I heard a lions roar.

~Edmund's Flashback~

Why had Peter dragged me out to patrol with him, I was busy enough as it is with all this conferring with diplomats, I didn't know why but I was oddly good at it, why can't he understand that. As if reading my mind Peter shouted back from where he was ahead of me on his horse. "C'mon Ed, you needed to get out."

"I had work to do."I replied. "Unlike you oh, most Magnificent High King Peter."I gave a mock bow.

Peter smirked at me. "First one to Lantern's Waste?"He asked.

"As long as you don't mind being second."I said as I spurred my horse on ahead of him with waiting.

"You little cheat."He shouted at me

"You never said when we were going."I yelled back.

There was a burst of laughter as I heard more hoofs hit the ground to pick up speed. I couldn't remember the last time Peter and I had fun like this, come to think of it I couldn't remember the last time we had gone out just us as a family alone.

When we reached Lantern's waste it was close tie, Peter said I was just trying to make myself feel better at the fact that he was a length ahead of me, and I was ut I won't admit that to Peter just now.

"So how do you feel about Susan forcing a marriage on you?"I inquired.

"I- I honestly don't know, every time I think about getting married I think I'm a boy again and shouldn't have to think about marriage."Peter said then took a deep sigh. I respectfully waited for him to continue as I heard in his sigh that he had more to say. "Do you remember the time when we were still in Finchley, there was no war, no bombs, and the only thing we worried about was our grades, and whether we would get dessert that night or not." I gave a slight nod of my head. "Those are the times I wish we still had."

His word hit me hard, for those thoughts were the same ones I had had, I loved it here but I had a strange sense of longing for England. Home.

"I understand."

Peter smiled at me. "I know you do, one of things I worry about the most is that we will grow apart."

"Oh, come on Peter that could never hap. . ."I began, when Peter gave a start and pointed in the direction of the lamp post.

"Ed look over there!"He said with urgency.

"What is that?"I asked aloud.

"I don't know, We should take a look at it."We both trotted over to the 'thing' laying on the ground.

"It's a girl."I said. It was a beautiful girl,one couldn't help seeing how perfect she looked. There was an elegance to her at the same time the strength of a warrior, even unconscious she looked calm, not untroubled but calm.

"Should we try to wake her?"I asked.

"Well we don't know if she just stopped for a snooze or if she is in trouble."Peter replied.

I got of my horse to take a closer look at her. I picked up her head slightly to get a better look at her face, when I took my hand away a sticky red was on my fingers.

"Peter she's bleeding."I told him.

Peter, suddenly realizing the gravity of the situation said."Let's get her back to Cair Paravel, now."

Peter got off his horse and picked her up. "Get on you horse, Mine is faster and I can go ahead to forewarn the girls."I got on my horse, and Peter handed her over to me."

"Hurry Pete."I said.

"You be careful."He said then turned to speed off on his horse. I would never handle anything with such care again, I went as fast as I dared so as not to bumb her along.

(A/N)Well what do you think? Please review.

Aryllana:i don't remember that happening.

Me: You were unconscious.

Aryllana:Still, and what is it with Edmund won't you please tell me? ~pouty please face~

Me:Nope, You will find out in your own time.

Aryllana: That sucks.

Me:That's life.

Thanks for reading I hope you liked.