Author's Note: Here is the other chapter I promised. Thank you to Ariyah, UnderTheWeepingWillow, and NarnianCastle96 for your reviews and alerts of speediness. I hope that this chapter kind of makes up for me not updating for like three months. Enjoy!
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Crystal's POV
Crystal's POV
"Ready Princess?" He asked mockingly as we began to spar.
"Of course, what about you? Are you afraid of me little king?" I taunted back.
"No, but you should be afraid." He said, but he was not joking anymore. He looked murderous. His eyes glowed like orbs of pure fire and he struck at me. These were moves I had never seen before and he disarmed me within a few minutes. He walked around me like a predator to his prey.
"Any last words witch?" He growled, then I realized something. He was not seeing Crystal, he was seeing my mother. Something I said must set him off and now I was going to die. I had not planned on this.
"Edmund, I am Crystal remember? I ran away from my mother, I am not her. Please do not kill me." I pleaded but he seemed not to believe me. Thankfully, at that moment Peter came bounding down to our sparring area.
"Edmund stop! This is Crystal remember?" He yelled and shook his brother. Edmund seemed to come out of whatever daze he was in and dropped his sword. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief. At this he looked back at me and I imagine I must have looked terrified.
"Crystal I…" He started but I did not let him finish. I ran. If he wanted to apologize, he would have to find me. Now that I was thinking straight, I realized I could use this to my advantage. Thankfully, he came after me.
"Go away!" I screamed.
"Please, let me explain." He said and he looked so lost and confused and sad. It almost made me feel sorry for him.
"What is there to explain? You tried to kill me!" I said.
"I do not know how to explain this, but I was not trying to kill you." He said.
"Really, you could have fooled me." I said.
"I heard you taunting me and my mind showed me her. " He said.
"Why?" I asked, now less angry then curious.
"She once said that to me and I vowed if she ever asked me again, I would give her something to be afraid of." He said and looked sheepish.
"Well, you did it." I said and he smiled.
"I guess I did." He said and laughed. He had an infectious laugh and I could not help but start to laugh as well.
"Truce?" I asked and held out my hand.
"Truce." He said and took my hand. Now that that wall has been broken, the real work can begin.
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