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All mistakes are my own.
This story takes place between LWW and PC, book and movie verse.
NO SLASH WHAT SO EVER only family tenderness
Disclaimer: I was poor yesterday, I am today and probably will be tomorrow. So please don't sue because the works of C.S. Lewis belongs to him and any affiliate that makes that claim.
Chapter Three: Edmund's Prayer
"Aslan, I know we are not to ask why, but I can't help myself. Please forgive me for having thought the question. Peter, the strongest tower in my life has helped us to cope when we were sent away from Narnia, even though he didn't understand the reason himself. He's having such a hard time emotionally now. He's unable to hide his grief anymore, although I've seen it all along.
Please, Aslan, send for us soon. We're not needed, here. Why have you sent us away? We want to come Home. This land, this England is shadowed, a shadowed land where even the radiance of the noon day sun is dim. I'm constantly encouraged to eat more but even the food here taste flat and strange. Living here in exile away from our own is overwhelming. The burden of what is happening to our kingdom in our absence is too heavy. Our love for our subjects and the land run deep, please protect them.
Aslan, please hear my prayer. We are constantly protecting Susan from would be suitors. The upstarts keep coming around. If no one was good enough at Home, then surely no one here is worthy of her.
Neither Peter nor I can bare the sight of any self proclaimed love sick boy gazing at our Gentle Queen. I am instantly consumed by anger when some chap makes her blush. It only encourages them more. That is another reason I don't want to tarry here long, I don't want to lose her to this land, its inhabitants and its strange customs.
I love her and her warm motherly ways…except her nagging about my lack of an appetite. Everyone nags about it, but she's the worst with Peter a close second. When you bring us home, will you take that obsession away from her? As a diplomat I believe I could better serve the Kingdom without that particular wish from her three times a day. I'd rather not risk a repeat of another interruption of a successful peace treaty just so I would be forced, forced I say by my older sister, to have lunch. Not even Peter with all his courtly charms could sway her for the last five minutes I needed. You know I was embarrassed, Aslan, so I won't bother to tell you by how much!
I want to come back for the most blessed reason of all, Aslan, and that's to see you again. I deeply desire to embrace you, to run my face and fingers through you're mighty golden mane and never let go. How I've missed you and the look in your eyes of unconditional love. I've missed your hugs and the licks you give me on my forehead and the overwhelming joy I feel when I'm in your presence. I even missed the moments where the strength of your tail nearly knocks me over. How I deeply long for it all again.
Poor Lu gets sick to her stomach just thinking of your absence. She knows we are going back too; it's just at times the reality of our presence here can be overwhelming.
My Dearest, Sweetest Aslan, the only other I love above my brother, my faith in you has never wavered. I know that without a doubt you will send for us. I only beg and plead that it will be soon. Bring us back to the bosom of our people and our land. Amen"
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