#44- Family


"He's in the copse, Ed."

"You think I don't know that, Peter?" Edmund snapped, exhaustion and tension putting him on edge. "Besides, he's a Dragon. He'll just burn it down when it's no longer convenient."

"Your Majesties! Your Majesties!" Sir Tranan thundered up, Archenland's device prominent upon his tabard. "King Lune requests that you both withdraw, as he can no longer provide support on your flank."

"Is he wounded?"

"Not seriously, your Majesty. But you will withdraw?"

Edmund shook his head. "No. Now's our best chance; the worm's cornered and he's desperate."

"Your Majesties…"

"We'll cover each other's back, Tranan."