Hey everybody! Sorry this is a late chapter. It's summer and I've been busy. Between this story and vacation, vacation always comes first.
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Chapter 9
Edmund woke up the next morning feeling greatly rested and though his head still hurt from time to time, he couldn't have been better. He yanked out the diary from underneath his mattress and finished reading, He was chilled as he read as he read the last paragraph, "It's my tea time. (scratch marks) is bringing it. (scratch marks) has always made it right. I don't like cream, but a few sugar cubes as I told (scratch marks) when she first made me a cup. Ah, here it is. Goodnight! I should be able to write again tomorrow.." Exit Nestra because of that deadly cup of tea... A sweet, hot drink with a poison inside... Edmund tried not to think of it.
The door opened a few minutes later and in came Lady Megaera carrying a bouquet of flowers, "Hello," she said taking the chair next to him, "Are you feeling all right? I feel bad that this happened to you for our sake."
"Yes, I'm fine," Edmund replied, "It's takes more than a push down the stairs to stop me."
He noticed that she was red eyed. He hopefully half-wondered if she was worried and crying over him, "Is there anything wrong?" he asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, nothing," Meg said as she wiped away a tear, "Well, it is something. I've trusted you with so much lately and I need to ask you for advice..."
Meg paused as if waiting for Edmund to say something. "Fire ahead. I'll help you the best that I can," Edmund said while sitting up against his pillows.
"Oh, you're so sweet," she said, flinging her arms about him and breaking into uncontrollable sobs, "Orest won't listen at all to me, because he doesn't think it's at all serious. It's nice to know I can tell someone." She broke away from him and said, "A short time ago, I was engaged to be married to a rich lord in King Lune's court, but I wasn't at all happy about it. Nestra was the one who was thrilled, however, and she was already making plans about our wedding. And then I fell in love with someone else and when I approached her about it, she really dissaproved of him. I remember going to bed that night and hating her for it. But right now I don't know what to do. Now that she's dead, I don't know if I should honor her last wishes for me or marry someone else that she didn't like," She looked at Edmund, "Can you tell me what I should do?"
"Marry the man you love," said Edmund plainly, "It's a life long decision you're about to make and you don't want to spend the rest of your life with a man you don't like.
"Yes, but I'm worried about what Mother would have thought," Meg bit her lip as doubt crossed her face.
"From what I've heard," said Edmund wisely, "You're mother would have wanted you happy, which is why she chose a rich man. She didn't realize that you'd be happier with another. I think you should marry the one you love."
"Yes, you're right! Thank you so much!" Meg said happily and flung her arms about him again, "You've given me the most help yet!" And she shoved the flowers into his hands, "I've got to write to Weras right now!" Lights shown in her eyes as she closed the door softly behind her.
Edmund felt slightly dazed. He pondered over Meg's situation for a little while and then read the diary again. Peter came in and sat beside him,
"Any luck yet?" he asked.
"Not much, but I've got a few clues," said Edmund, "Did you read the diary?"
"No, I couldn't. The public was really concerned over your injury. What clues have you found, though?" Peter said.
"Nothing worth of too much of importance. Something about a scandal with Agamem which probably triggered Nestra poisoning him and that Nesra always liked her tea made a certain way. We still don't know who X is," Edmund said and then an expression as if he had an idea came over his face as he said, "Yes, yes, that might be it... I'd have to check first, but that might be it..."
"What?" Peter asked.
"I can't say it out loud. X might be eavesdropping on us again," Edmund said, "It's just an idea that's come into my mind only I don't know how we'll be able to check..."
Just then the lunch bell rang.
"Well, let's go," Peter said, "Susan said that you are allowed to get out of bed for lunch, but she wants you resting a lot this afternoon."
Edmund rolled his eyes. Susan always tried to do what was best for him, but sometimes it could be a bit of a bother. He wanted to do a bit of sleuthing this afternoon.
Peter clapped his hand on Edmund's shoulder, "It's all right," he said as if reading Edmund's mind, "You'll have plenty of time to investigate tomorrow."
"All right," Edmund said and, with a little help from Peter, got out of bed.
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