AN So, there was lots of stuff messed up yesterday and over the weekend, so I'm attempting to fix it up. And I'm so sorry about kinda ruining the story for you guys! R&R and don't forget to enjoy!
Edmund seemed to be asleep when Tess walked into the tomb with fresh bandages. It had been a few days since the leopard attack, and with Tess's help and Lucy's cordial, the wounds were healing up quite fast. Tess sat down next to him, and unbuttoned his shirt. She replaced the bandages on his side and arms. She realized how awkward it was to unbutton his shirt. But she had to help him heal in time for any possible attacks. As she was getting up to walk outside, Edmund sat up. He silently watched Tess walk out, a dreamy expression on his face.
"Is it just me, or are you falling for her?" said a voice from behind him.
It was Lucy.
"No!" replied Edmund, blushing.
"Sure, Loverboy, sure," smirked Lucy. "Denial is almost always a sign that you've been knocked head over heels. And you're blushing. I also know that you're awake whenever she changes your bandages. You don't want her to know that you've been staring at her when she's not looking at you."
"Fine, then. Ever since she rode on my griffin, I've thought that she's beautiful. And she's a really fantastic person, too. But promise me you won't tell anybody," he admitted.
"Done. Anyway, You're the only one that believed me when I saw Aslan before," Lucy smiled.
Suddenly, he felt better than he had before. He got up, and walked outside, towards the others.
"Ed, aren't you supposed to be asleep?" asked Peter.
"I feel fine. I want to help."
"But, Ed–" started Susan. Edmund cut her off, giving her his patented death glare.
"I. Am. Fine."
She backed off, glancing at Caspian, who shrugged.
"So, what can I do?" he asked with an air of cheerfulness, the death glare wiped from his face. Peter started to speak, when Tess joined the group.
"Ed," she said. "I thought you were sleeping."
"I was," he replied. "I feel good enough to work now, though."
"Oh, good," she smiled. Her bright smile set Edmund's heart aflutter.
"Okay, then. Ed, you'll be getting the troops ready for battle. Formation arrangements and stuff like that. You can do heavier work tomorrow, providing that you're not dead from working with your side sliced open," said Peter.
"Har dee har. That's definitely a knee-slapper," replied Edmund.
Tess couldn't help but giggle.
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It was around four o'clock. Tess was practicing archery with Susan, but wasn't really paying attention to what was going on.
I wonder where Ed is. Hell, I wonder if he knows that I like him. I've been kinda obvious. Is that a bad thing though? Or a good thing?
"Got it, Tess? Now, try to hit… the slit between those two rocks up on the hill."
Twang!
It hit right on target.
"Good one!" said Susan.
As soon as she turned her back, Tess sighed with relief. A lucky shot.
Susan gave her the OK to leave. She walked over to the larger battlefield and watched Edmund arrange a group of centaurs. As soon as they were in line, he shot a smile at her and waved. Being Narnian was more than Tess imagined.
And Tess was more than Edmund had imagined.