#21- Sunshine
Edmund stood on a balcony, watching night give way to the morning of the coronation.
Coronation. The word stuck in his throat. She, of course, had promised to make him a prince. But her promises were empty and false, whereas Aslan was nothing but truth and light.
And yet Aslan, who was wise and good, would choose a former traitor to be a king. Edmund could make no sense of it.
From behind, he heard a low, gentle purr.
"Aslan."
"Edmund."
By the time the sun rose from the Eastern Sea, Edmund and the Lion were already deep in conversation.
