!!kinda slow burn!!
'do you ever feel like you're going crazy?'
'only the most sane people question their sanity'
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'until next time, my princess'
'until next time, my king'
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!!the song featured in this chapter is not mine, all credits go to the oh hellos!!
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Estelle found that she had little to do, and with the ever-increasing nagging of her thoughts, she sought to distract herself. She could hear a quiet song coming from a small voice and had made it her mission to find it before the meeting that Peter had called for that evening. Due to the small size of the main room, she quickly located the singing and pinned it to a young fawn, 'helping' her father as he sharpened his tools. The fawn was failing to hide her anxiety about the upcoming battle, it was unfair that someone so young and full of life had to sit, hiding in fear instead of playing and exploring like a child should.
"It's pretty" the daughter of eve spoke kindly to the Narnian, causing her to jump slightly at the sudden conversation. "Oh thank you" she muttered shyly. "What is it?" "It's an old Narnian song my mother taught me, I miss her" "I miss my mother too" Estelle said with a smile, hoping that her words would demonstrate to the child that she wasn't alone, not upset her further. When she received no reply, she spoke up again. "Will you sing it for me? I would love to learn it!" "Really?" The girl nodded eagerly and crossed her legs as a sign that the fawn had her undivided attention.
there will come a soldier who carries a mighty sword he will tear your city down oh lai oh lei oh lord
Estelle listened to the sweet voice and let it fill her mind, for the first time in a long time, she felt real peace flood over her body as her thoughts seemed to quiet down. She let her eyes flutter shut.
there will come a poet who's weapon is his word he will slay you with his tongue oh lai oh lei oh lord
Tears pricked at the corners of her closed eyes but she refused to let them spill, the song reminded her of her best friends, the ones that she was eternally grateful for, the ones that made her consider herself the luckiest girl in the world.
there will come a ruler who's brow is laid in thorn smeared with oil like david's boy oh lai oh lei oh lord he will tear your city down oh lai oh lei oh lord
the fawn looked up to the girl with a hopeful gaze. Estelle opened her glossy eyes and just smiled at the young girl. What she didn't know was that Caspian, who was a safe distance away from the interaction, was humming that same song to himself. "It's time for the meeting" Peter called out.
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Estelle retreated back to the stone table room, her heart still singing the song that the young fawn had taught her, despite her head knowing the importance of this meeting. She sat herself down on a rock next to Edmund who was confused at the girls elated appearance.
"It's only a matter of time. Miraz' men and war machines are on their way, that means those same men aren't protecting his castle" "What do you propose we do sire" Reep asked. "We-" "Our-" Both Caspian and Peter started, they locked eyes, each daring the other to continue. Eventually Caspian backed down and gestured for Peter to take the lead. "Our only hope is to strike them before they strike us" "But that's crazy! no one has ever taken that castle!" "There's always a first time"
