Here you go! Chapter fourteen :D

Chapter Fourteen: Letters – Edmund

"Edmund, there's a letter here for you" Aunt Edith announced as she walked into the sitting room where I was reading while Alice and Emma played with their dolls. "Oh, and girls please don't sit on the floor, you'll ruin your dresses"

I raised my eyes from the book, "Who's it from?"

Aunt Edith shrugged, "I don't know, Edmund. There's nothing written in the envelope, except for the letters C and L, intertwined.

I sat up straighter. "May I have the envelope, Aunt?"

"Certainly" Aunt Edith handed me the envelope and bustled out of the room.

The penmanship was familiar to me, and the way the letter C was written was much larger and fancier than the letter L, obviously expressing precedence. The letter L was much simpler. It was plain to me that the letter was from Lucy. The letter C obviously stood for her older sister, Catherine, who was Lucy's best supporter of sorts.

I tore open the envelope and read the letter, unfortunately, it did nothing to raise my spirits, except for the part when she said she was "most happy" to be with me. I grinned to myself.

"Edmund, Alice, Emma, it's time for supper" Aunt Edith called from somewhere in the house. I folded the letter and placed it in my pocket.

That night, I read the letter again, and saw that Lucy had written in the back part also:

Oh, and if you send a letter back, leave it by the Scrubbs' orchards gate that faces Anne's mansion, but is hidden by a clump of trees

I smiled to myself as I searched for a quill and parchment that I'm pretty sure that I placed on the drawer of my desk. I finally found it and started writing a letter to Lucy immediately.

Dear Lulu,

No offense to your sister, but really, does that letter C in the envelope have to look so big, fancy and obnoxious? I much prefer your letter L, Lulu, but maybe I'm just biased, because the letter L is my favorite letter.

You know why?

Because your name starts with a letter L, obviously.

Catherine should be friends with Grandmother. They seem to be a lot alike. I do remember one story Uncle Caspian told me about Grandmother poisoning a suspected mistress of Grandfather, luckily she didn't die. I would tell you that story, but I don't have a lot of ink, since Emma spilled most of it a few days ago.

Anyway, if you could see me now, I'd be smirking and you'd be blushing real hard (I do notice it, you know, I'm just kind enough not say anything). Maybe I could sneak in a kiss or two if you were here.

It pleases me a lot that I make you, as you say, "the most happy" whenever we are together. If you should know, I am very much happy when I am with you too.

But seriously, Lulu, I think you've been reading too much of Earth legends about that scandalous family, The Tudors, I think, that you're quoting that wife who got her head cut off, the first one, I believe. And I also believe that Catherine's turning into an incarnation of Catherine de Medici in another one of those legends. All she needs is the poison and she's definitely her. Why, they even have the same name!

As much as I would like to continue writing to you my dear Lulu, I'm rather quite sleepy now, so I'm thinking of going to sleep of course. See you in my dreams.

Love,

Edmund M.

P.S

Do I really have to burn that letter?

Two days passed before I received another letter from Lucy. It now simply had a letter L on the envelope and I grinned when I saw it.

Uncle Caspian was with me in the sitting room while I was reading it, and he kept asking questions, of course.

Dear Eddie,

First of all, I rather like the letter C in the first envelope, but since I like you enough and miss you too, so I've just written a letter L, as you have said it's your favorite letter. I am quite flattered at that.

And if you should do know, Catherine has a cabinet filled with different kinds of poison. (I advise you never to anger her too much) Father doesn't know though, and neither does Anne, but I do. Catherine tells them that it's filled with the prized cloths that Mother used to buy.

Also, I do not really believe that you're that nice, Eddie, but I suppose you are slightly nice (And I don't blush every time you smirk or look at me)Well, indeed, having your lips on mine is a rather nice feeling (Next time we meet, pretend that I didn't say that) But I don't miss them a lot. I miss seeing you though.

And really, I'm not the only one who reads those Earth legends! How on earth have you come to know of Catherine de' Medici if you don't read them yourself? And yes, "The most happy" is indeed a quote from Anne Boleyn, or in your words, "the first wife that got her head cut off" And I quite agree about Catherine being an incarnation of Catherine de' Medici, Catherine admires her a lot, too.

Speaking of Catherine, she had recently sent a letter here, addressed to me, which Anne delivered. I love Anne, but she disgusts me a lot right now. Anyway, Catherine seems to be spending quite a large amount of time with Prince Corin, the younger twin of the heir of the throne of Archenland, Prince Cor. Well, I do believe Catherine fancies him!

It's such a queer thought, though, as Catherine has never fancied anyone before, but there's always a first for everything, right Eddie?

Even though you aren't my first kiss (You're still the best one, Eddie, don't worry), you are still one of the first inside my heart (After Aslan of course).

Just a question though, did you really see me in your dreams?

Love,

Lulu

P.S

Yes, you do need to burn them.

I smiled as I read the letter, folding it and placing it in my pocket to throw away into the fire later. I looked up and saw Uncle Caspian staring at me intently.

"What?" I asked defensively.

"While you were reading that you looked so…giddy" he said. "Edmund, you don't just like her do you?"

"Who?"

"Umm, Lucy, duh" Uncle Caspian rolled his eyes.

"What do you mean that I just don't like her?"

"You love her"

I could feel my cheeks growing hot, and I coughed a little, "What makes you say that?"

"My dear nephew, I know love when I see it"

"Sure you do"

For the next two weeks, Lucy and I exchanged letters, me taking care to leave them by the Scrubbs' orchards and her having the letters delivered by Alana. Every letter was fed to the flames after they were read.

I had just finished throwing Lucy's last letter into the fire in the sitting room (I forgot to burn it last night) when the butler, Argus, trotted in.

He trots because he's a faun, if you're confused.

"A lady has come to see you, sir" Argus said in his usual dignified tone. "She says that she will wait outside"

I dared to hope that it was Lucy and after thanking Argus, rushed outside.

I was close enough with my guess, it wasn't Lucy, but it was Catherine. A dark blue cloak was thrown over her head.

"Edmund" she greeted me quickly.

"Catherine" I smiled, happy enough to see someone with a close resemblance to Lucy. "Is there something you need?"

Catherine shook her head grimly, "No, Edmund, I have some news"

I didn't like the tone of her voice at all.

"What is it?" I asked nervously.

"Lucy's been bethrothed"

I nearly had a heart attack, "To whom?" I asked quickly.

Catherine looked me right in the eye, "I have a plan in mind to get her out, and she doesn't deserve to feel heartbroken for the rest of her life. Edmund, my sister's bethrothed to Eustace Scrubb"

Hahaha. It's Eustace. Stay tuned for the next chapter! :D