𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
⸻ Cordelia Winterbourne's ordinary life with her mother was shattered by the onset of war, prompting Cordelia's mother to make a gut-wrenching decision by sending her daughter away for a while to keep her safe.
However, fate had a di...
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As we lingered, we eventually opted to swap our uniforms for something within our golden chests.
Fortunately, I stumbled upon an outfit that matched my size, a relief given that everything else inside was twice the size of what I used to wear when we were adults.
The Pevensie boys stepped outside to change, granting us girls some privacy as we also switched our clothes.
I carefully selected a dress from the chest, opting for a squared neck dark green garment with elegant sleeves that gracefully draped over my arms. As I fastened it in place, my snowflake pendant gleamed, hanging delicately and catching the light, drawing attention to its intricate design for anyone nearby to admire. The rich hue of the dress complemented the pendant, creating an ensemble that exuded a sense of quiet elegance, a subtle yet enchanting presence.
I skillfully braided the two distinctive white strands framing each side of my face, weaving them gently in front before letting them gracefully trail around the back, where I secured them together. Meanwhile, my long, wavy brunette locks cascaded effortlessly behind me, framing my appearance with an air of natural elegance as they flowed down my back, adding a touch of effortless charm to my attire.
Once the three of us finished changing, we stepped outside, revealing the two boys who had also swapped into different attire, signaling our readiness to embark on the next part of our journey.
As I observed Edmund in his new attire within Narnia, I found myself captivated by the striking sight before me. His choice of clothing, those long, graceful dark blue sleeves extending down to his wrists, carried an air of refined elegance and comfort. Each fold and contour of the fabric seemed to narrate a story of sophistication and style, painting him as a figure of understated charm against the magical backdrop of Narnia.
Paired harmoniously with the regal blue above were brown pants, a perfect complement to the darker tones of his top. The interplay between the earthy brown and the deep blue created a captivating visual harmony, accentuating his refined appearance.
My attention had been primarily directed toward the reunion itself, particularly as we returned to Narnia. Amidst the rush of emotions and the overwhelming joy of being back in this magical realm, it's only now that I've begun to truly observe the brunette Pevensie standing before me.
In the span of these past two years, I've noticed a significant change in the boy's stature. He's grown noticeably taller, now surpassing my height. If we were to stand side by side, my height would only reach the midpoint of his neck, highlighting the remarkable growth spurt that has taken place during our time apart.
I couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in his appearance as well. His chocolate brown locks had undergone a subtle growth, gracefully framing his now more defined and mature face. The gentle cascade of his hair seemed to add a touch of elegance, accentuating the features that had matured over time.
His rosy cheeks adorned with those endearing freckles seemed to glow under the sunlight, the scattering of freckles across his skin now more pronounced, adding a charming aspect to his overall appearance.
"Take a picture, it might last longer," his voice suddenly broke through my thoughts, snapping me out of my reverie.
I couldn't help but feel a bit flustered.
Was I staring for that long?
Surrounded by the Pevensies, their collective laughter filled the air in response to the moment. Yet, amidst their amusement, I noticed Edmund fixing me with a smug smile, his gaze carrying a playful sense of knowing. It seemed he had caught on to my prolonged glance, finding some amusement in the situation as he watched my slight embarrassment unfold.
"Shove off," I huffed at the brunette boy, striding away from the giggling siblings, who followed me as we embarked on our exploration in Narnia.
As I sauntered through the meandering paths of Narnia, enveloped in the mystique of the surroundings, a familiar presence joined me, effortlessly matching my stride. The cadence of footsteps beside me resonated with quiet confidence, unmistakably Edmund's, signaling his departure from the siblings who trailed behind us.
The ambiance of the forest intensified as a soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead, casting playful shadows on the verdant ground. The rhythmic crunch of twigs under our feet merged with the distant trickle of a nearby stream, harmonizing into an ethereal symphony that echoed through the tranquil landscape.
"Did you notice that this place doesn't quite feel the same as it used to, or is it just me?" he inquired as we journeyed on.
"No, I've noticed it too," I confirmed, casting a glance at the surroundings around us.
"The atmosphere, it's..." I paused briefly, carefully selecting my words. "Different."
Edmund furrowed his brow, his gaze lingering on the distant horizon as if searching for answers amidst the shifting landscape. "I can't quite put my finger on it, but something's changed."
The breeze carried a faint whisper, the rustling leaves seeming to echo our shared sentiments.
"Do you think it's because we've been away for so long?" I questioned, casting a glance at the boy beside me.
Edmund pondered for a moment, his eyes scanning the horizon before meeting my gaze. "It could be, but it feels deeper than mere time passing. Almost as if Narnia itself has transformed while we were gone."
His thoughtful response resonated with the subtle shifts I'd observed. The rustling of the leaves seemed to intensify, almost as if nature itself was acknowledging our conversation.
"But apart from that, it's still good to be back," Ed remarked, his gaze fixed on the ground as our stroll continued.
A soft chuckle escaped me. "And it's good to be back with you as well."
Suddenly, I caught Ed's gaze, and after a brief moment, a smile slowly graced his features in response to mine.
Unnoticed by the two, who exchanged subtle smiles that spoke volumes, the Pevensies, following a few paces behind, observed with tender smiles gracing their faces. Lucy, her eyes alight with joy, nudged her elder siblings, drawing their attention to the heartening scene unfolding just ahead.
Peter, wearing a soft smile, leaned in toward Susan, his voice hushed. "Looks like they're glad to be back together."
Susan, nodding in agreement, replied in hushed tones, "It's nice to see them reconnect. Narnia has a way of bringing people together."
Meanwhile, Lucy's eyes sparkled with the joy of a secret observer, her excitement barely contained as she reveled in the scene before her.
"They've missed each other, haven't they?" she whispered, prompting a soft chuckle from her older siblings.
In the exchange of glances between Ed and Cora, their smiles conveyed an unspoken understanding—a rekindling of a connection subtly transformed by the passage of time.
The Pevensies, observing the two engaged in conversation, cherished the sight of companionship rekindled amidst the enchanting embrace of Narnia.
