"Peter you idiot! Do you have any idea what you've done?" Susan screeched, tears welling in her eyes.
Susan, Peter and Lucy were in the royal sitting room in Cair Paravel. It was about 20 minutes after the fight and all 3 were worried sick about Edmund.
"He's out in this weather, guilt-ridden and possibly injured! We don't know what could be out there! And it's your entire fault!" Susan collapsed sobbing.
"Don't you think I know that? I'm sorry, so sorry, how many more times can I say it? What am I supposed to do?" Peter replied, full of guilt.
"Go find him you idiot!" Lucy shouted.
Peter and Susan looked at her shocked, she hardly ever raised her voice and especially not to Peter.
"I know that's what I should do, but, Edmund will hate me for it. Isn't it better to give him time to cool off? And the weather. I mean, look outside, a storm is brewing and it'll be pointless if I get caught up in it before I find Edmund." Peter reasoned.
"But what about Ed! He's out in that storm too. Fine do what you like but don't come running to us when you're too late." And with that. Susan and Lucy stormed out the room.
Astra knocked on the door to Queens Lucy and Susan's sitting room. They let her in and they all sat down.
"I'm so sorry" she rushed.
"It's ok, we don't blame you. It's Peter who's the cause of all this, not you." Comforted Lucy, Susan didn't look as forgiving.
"I want to help go find Edmund," Said Astra.
"Well Peter has decided that it's too dangerous to go looking for his baby brother." Raged Susan, tears in her eyes.
"I kind of agree, I mean listen to the weather!"Said Lucy. You could hear the thunder and rain, and you could see the flashes of lightening.
"Fine, we'll go searching as soon as the storm's passed, and of course, you should stay with us tonight Astra."
A curled up figure lay shaking on the muddy ground, next to a drooping willow tree. His dark hair was plastered to his pale face and the rain drops sliding down his face mingled with his sweat and tears.
It was Edmund.
The scene replayed itself over and over again in his mind; "Why would she like you, you're a TRAITOR!" Along with that, images of Peter angry, Susan and Lucy disgusted and Aslan disappointed flew round in an angry circle. The most predominant face was Astra's. It looked absolutely sick.
"I can't believe I thought she'd like me" Edmund thought to himself. "She's probably with Peter and the girls now, laughing at my foolishness."
Edmund jumped a large, jagged streak of lightening tore through the bleak sky. It was closely followed by a clash of thunder. He stood up, and decided to find a cave or something he could find shelter in before the eye of the storm hit.
Even though he was King no more, he still possessed the qualities and abilities of one. He heard a cackle to his right and a snarl to his left.
His hand reached for his sword, but too late. He was whacked over the head with a huge lump of rock.
He was sure to have a headache when he woke up.
A/N: THANKS FOR READING AND REVIEWING AND LIKING IT. I HOPE THIS CHAPTER IS OK; I'VE BEEN REALLY BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND BOY TROUBLES. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW - Em x