Healers And Their Ways

by NeedPseudonym

"Liana made him want to tear his hair out and batter logs with an axe until his muscles screamed in protest. She made him want to set a room on fire and throw her inside just so he could be the one to save her. She made him want to go to war, lose a limb and have her nurse him back to health." A series of one-shots about the intersecting lives of Healer Liana and King Edmund. Ed/OC

45. Chapter 45

Liana

It's been a week, and your letters are the only comfort I have on the nights I cannot sleep. I want you to ignore my sisters and their needless worrying. I miss you and I wish I was with you at this moment, but otherwise I am fine and functioning as I always do. We have search parties out for the Count, but he seems to have completely vanished, and I fear I will not rest easy until either he is caught or you are back here where I can protect you.

Your last letter reached me this morning, and I am happy to learn that your experiment is progressing. Things at the Cair are the same as always, but I am enclosing a letter that came for you from your brother. I have not opened it, and should it be something regarding the children please write to us immediately so we may make arrangements for them, should you not be back by then.

While we are on the subject, would it be incredibly unjust and selfish of me to say that I want you to drop everything and return to me? If I could find the time, I would be with you in a heartbeat, but not only do I fear your response to such an action of impropriety, I know that at this point my absence is unthinkable from Peter's side. He sends you his regards, and says that you should return soon before the hound becomes rabid. I will not ask what he means, since I feel without a doubt that it is highly insulting towards myself. The hound awaits your return with bated breath, my love.

Yours
Edmund