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Chapter 12

To say I was shocked was an understatement.

"Calormen? I thought we were going to Archenland!" I asked Peter.

"You were. But then you disappeared. So Ed and Lu went instead."

"Why can't Su go with Edmund?" I whined.

"Because. You two need to learn to get along. And you will, if it's the last thing I do."

I scoffed.

"It will be."

Edmund looked like he would rather be anywhere but here.

If I was being honest with myself, I would have to admit that Edmund wasn't that bad.

But wants to honest, least of all with yourself?

"Peter, can I go with them?" Asked Lucy not so subtly trying to make peace.

"No! They're going by themselves! And that final!"

Edmund stalked off, I shot out my seat knocking it over.

Peter wasn't getting away with this one, not this time.

I saw Edmund sulking by the lake that over looked the Great Western woods.

"Edmund? Are you alright?" I asked, even though I tried to convince myself I didn't care.

As if reading my thoughts, "Why should you care?" He snapped.

"I don't."

He shot me a glare.

"I hate Peter." He said with venom in his voice that surprised even me.

"No, you don't."

"How would you know????" He literally exploded in my face.

"Because. If you truly hated your brother, you would have never suggested having a birthday ball for him. You would have never stayed by his side while he had a raging fever. Admit it. You do love your brother."

"I….I do love him, I suppose." he very reluctantly admitted.

I smiled softly, then I said "Edmund…..I know we haven't been the best of friends, but I think we could be…" I trailed off.

Edmund either didn't hear or he didn't care to respond. I'm thinking it was the latter.

I was really trying to be patient, I mean this was hard on him as well…but the least he could do is respond.

As if reading my thoughts again (really, it was getting rather scary), Edmund replied "Thanks for the offer…but no thanks."

If I didn't know any better, I would have…… I would have…."injured" the King, quite by accident of course. Alas, my good manners overcame my desire for physical chastisement. Pity.

Later that day, I went to Lucy's room.

"I don't see why I have to go. Peter could go." I complained.

"Well…Peter says he's busy, and he can't go because of the Ettinsmoor am-"

"That's a pathetic excuse, Lucy and you know it."

Lucy looked bewildered for a moment.

"Peter really wants you and Edmund to get along. I overheard him talking to Susan; he said 'I do wish that they wouldn't be so stubborn.""

I was fuming. Positively fuming. Me stubborn? Me? I scoffed.

"Peter thinks I'm stubborn? I'll show him stubborn."

With that, I marched out of the room determined to give Peter a piece of my very livid mind.


"Peter Pevensie. I demand to know why you insist on sending King Edmund and I on this ridiculous trip" I said marching into Peter's study, using quote fingers when I said king.

"I told you Clara, you two need to learn to get along. And like it."

I turned to him with a scornful expression on my face.

"For you information, Your Majesty I did try to get along with…Edmund. He is just too obdurate for his own good. And you, High King are too officious."

Peter looked at me for minute, and then replied "That doesn't matter, you will go with my brother and you will get along. And if I hear otherwise…." He trailed off.

"You'll what? Throw us in the dungeon? Feed us to wild animals? Banish us? Let me spare you. I swear, if you insist on sending us on this irrational expedition, I-"

I got cut off, by a slamming of the door.

Edmund came barging in, furious with his brother.

"I HATE YOU! You're ruining my life! I refuse to go anywhere with that stuck up, self-centered, selfish little girl."

"Little? I'm older than you! And he's ruining your life? What about mine, hmm? Do you honestly think I want to go anywhere with you?" I retorted.

"Now, let's talk about this calmly.."

"There nothing to talk about, I refuse to go with her." Edmund said.

For the first time in my life, I agreed with him.

"I'm not going. Find someone else to obey your every whim, Peter. But when your subjects lead a revolt against you, don't come crying to me." Edmund snapped.

"They…they wouldn't…" Peter stammered.

"Not yet. But when they see you for what you really are, they'll be against you quicker than you get out. And I'll be leading them. "Edmund said, with a smirk.

I was surprised; I didn't think he'd say that to his face.

Peter's face was like a wounded puppy, he slowly walked away.

I glared at Edmund, with such venom in my eyes that if looks could kill….he'd be killed ten times over and I still wouldn't be satisfied.

"How could you? You hurt him so much! Everyone should see you for what you really are!" I hissed.

"Really? What am I?" he asked coolly.

"A chauvinistic, intractable, egocentric, vindictive little boy." I answered back just as calmly.

"Oh? Shall I tell you what you are then?"

"I'd rather you didn't." With that, I sauntered off with the intention of finding Peter and apologizing.

But what I actually ended up doing was something far more dangerous. Far more deadly. Far more fun?