More Than it Seems
By NarnianAslan
Chapter Four
Authoress' Note: Please know that I had gotten the idea from beepingmop's I Was Once Looking From This Window, and a couple of dreams I've had, so do not tell me I plagiarized, because, it is, partly based on a dream I had . Okay well just to note- the girl's name is pronounced ih-sawld. I also got the title from Kutless' song More Than it Seems on the music inspired by the Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe soundtrack. To let everyone know, I have decided to make this book based and movie based, as well as skip the Turkish Delight and Stone Table Scenes, since we ALL know what happens in those scenes. This is right after the battle, and it is the movie version MIXED with the book version. I hope that clears any misconceptions up ahead of time. Okay, so, on with the story!
Your Authoress,
Pippa Johansen
"Where is Edmund?" Isolde asked, interrupting Peter, who had been telling Aslan what Edmund had done; broken the witch's wand, disobeying orders to do it.
"A little behind the fighting line. I should warn you, He was terribly wounded. We must go and see him."
They found Edmund in the care of Mrs. Beaver. He was covered with blood, his mouth was open, and his face was a nasty greenish color. Susan and Isolde gasped.
"Lucy, your cordial," Isolde barely managed to get the words out. Lucy nodded, but she could barely get the stopper open, her hands were shaking so violently.
"Lucy, there are others wounded," said Aslan while Lucy was still looking at Edmund to see if her cordial had had any effect on him.
"Yes I know," said Lucy crossly and then she added, "Oh, I'm sorry, I just meant to see if Edmund gets better," and she got up and she went with Aslan.
"Poor Ed," said Peter. Isolde nodded, unable to say anything. Susan stood up. "I'll go and see if there's anything I could do to help anyone," she said. Peter and Isolde nodded. Susan walked off.
"This isn't your fault, Peter. You know it isn't. Edmund did it himself, no one could've stopped him," Isolde told him, about a minute later, when she found her voice.
"I know, but… I can't help feeling as if I could have, somehow."
"You couldn't have. No one, except maybe Aslan, could've. You know that, Peter. Besides, Su said Ed's had this habit of not doing as he's told for a while."
Peter smiled gratefully at Isolde, who turned her attention towards Edmund, who was coughing. He opened his eyes, and covered his mouth. He then sat up.
"Ed!" Isolde exclaimed and then she hugged him fiercely, not minding that she was getting her gown covered in blood. Edmund hugged her back with the bit of strength he had left. "Edmund, I'm so glad that you're okay! When will you learn to do as you're told?" She could feel Edmund smiling. Then she realized how little strength Edmund had, and let go of him. She kissed him on the cheek. Edmund slowly put his hand to his cheek, to where she had just kissed it.
"What was that for?" He asked, smiling. Isolde shrugged and smiled.
"I'm going to go find Su and tell her you're up, Ed," Peter said, and then left.
"Ed, you need to change. Can you get up?" Isolde asked him, concerned.
"I think so." Edmund tried to get up. Isolde stood up, and offered her hand, which he took. She walked him to his tent, where his trunk was. Isolde left him there, to change into her own clothes.
Isolde selected a rose pink colored gown with gold trim. She quickly changed into it, put her bow, arrow, and quiver up, and got down her leather messenger back that held her book and pencils. She had written quite a bit in it since she had started. Then she headed back to Edmund's tent.
Edmund was already out and waiting for her. When he saw Isolde, he smiled.
"Let's go back to Mrs. Beaver. She'll have been wondering where we went," suggested Edmund.
"Alright," Isolde said, and she started off.
"Wait," Edmund said, Isolde went back to him. "Isolde, thank you, I mean it. Without you here, I probably would be dead, or at least covered in blood. I want to give you something." Edmund handed her a small wrapped box. Isolde opened it. Inside was a beautiful necklace, a gold chain with another gold chain in the front attached to a circular emerald pendant.
"Oh, Ed! Thank you so much!" Isolde said, and she kissed him on the cheek. She put the necklace on. "Come on, Lucy might be done by now." Isolde said, and walked with Edmund to where Mrs. Beaver was. Susan and Peter were there, waiting for them.
"Ed! Where have you been?" Susan asked, worried.
"Isolde helped me get to my tent so I could change, and so I wasn't covered in blood."
"Oh. You're alright?" Susan asked.
"Yeah, Lucy's cordial must work fast. Speaking of Lucy…" Edmund trailed off. Lucy was running up to them.
"Ed! You're alright!" Lucy exclaimed.
"Yeah, and clean. Thanks to you and Isolde."
Isolde smiled.
Lucy saw the necklace Isolde was wearing. "Ed, did you give that to her?" she asked.
"Yes, as a thank you present," Edmund told her.
"Oh. Look! Aslan's coming!" Lucy turned around, and sure enough, the Lion was making his way to them.
"Edmund, Adam's Son, kneel before me," Aslan told Edmund, who did as he was told. Aslan then knighted Edmund. Everyone cheered and agreed that Edmund was someone who deserved it (he did, after all, break the witch's wand).
Authoress' Note: Okay well this is one of my rather shorter chapters. Hopefully, most will be longer. Okay well, Just wanted to say… I made a story outline, so I know for sure what's coming up… So next chapter for sure is the coronation of the Pevensies. And maybe a bit more… you'll find out soon enough.
Pip
