𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃 | ❝Hope is good, Hope will never disgrace, but make no mistake, Hope will hit you in the face!❞
In which the Just King becomes betrothed to a princess from a neighboring kingdom, only to fall in love with the prin...
WALKING IN THE WIND xi. PRINCE CASPIAN IS NOT A LADIES' MAN!
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HOPE SUPPOSED THAT SINCE she was technically over 1,000-years-old, now was a good time as any to have a midlife crisis.
Hope was always a simple girl with even simpler ambitions: tend to the princess, aid those who needed it, try to keep up with life before it left her behind. She was never the kind of girl who took the spotlight or led others. She was always just sort of... there, but she was perfectly content with being such an insignificant person in the universe. Why? Because no one is ever really insignificant. All beings are placed on this planet intentionally. Some people merely have bigger purposes in life than others, and Hope was what one might call "others."
Maybe life wasn't perfect, but it was okay enough for her to feel content waking up every morning. Although it was redundant at times, it was predictable, safe. Or, it was until life decided to give her the middle finger and throw a million issues onto her lap all at once.
And now, among the fall of kingdoms and bothersome best friends, Hope's... boy... person... thing was confessing his love for her.
Yeah, thanks a lot, Aslan.
She couldn't articulate why she reacted like that when Edmund said he felt... that particular way about her. Then again, with everything that happened in the past 24 hours, how else was she meant to react?
Hope didn't even know what love was — not really. She knew she loved her father, and she loved Odette terribly, but this was different. At least, she sensed it was. Plus, she'd never been in a serious relationship before, and the only couple around to act as an example was King David and Queen Lydia! She'd heard of love before, and yet she didn't know it. It was just a word, but it existed with so much gravity to it that the impact felt fatal. Was that what it meant to love someone? To be okay standing close enough to someone to not care about the impact of the fall?
Loving Edmund didn't sound like the worst thing in the world, but the thought of him loving her after everything they'd been through troubled her. How could anyone love her after all of the madness she put Odette and Wysteria through? Love was a paradise she didn't deserve.
But Edmund wasn't the one to get mad at in this predicament. All he ever did was listen to his heart, and it led him to her. Stupid, blind, naïve Hope Edwards. She didn't mean to lash at him, but every hour, things got more and more complicated. Was she overreacting? Was she underreacting? Maybe she could figure it out if her head ever stopped spinning. At this point, all she desired was for everyone to disappear for a day or two.
