OC x Edmund Pevensie
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Jacqueline Stavros and Edmund Pevensie met for the first time in the countryside when all children were being evacuated due to the war. They quickly become good friends. They stumbled into another world in a wardrobe...
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Jacqueline wasn't sure how last night's events led her to being tied up in a cave somewhere.
After being on the balcony with Edmund, or at least who she thought was Edmund, she'd gotten quite dizzy and he had offered to walk her back to her room.
He followed her into her room once they got there.
Her vision started to blur more when she looked at his face. When it came back into focus, she realized that the man who walked her back was not Edmund. She didn't make the connection that Edmund was not the man she was with on the balcony however.
"L-lord Edison? What are you doing here? Where is King Edmund?" She asked frantically, backing away from the approaching man.
"He's not here, my Queen," he said menacingly.
In her hurry to back away from the manipulative lord, Jacqueline accidentally knocked over her vase of roses that sat on her bedside table. She started to panic when she realized she couldn't back any further without trapping herself between the man and her bed. She turned around frantically to reach for anything that might be useful to fend off the man. She saw the large paperweight she kept by her bed as a decoration and stretched her arm out towards it. Unfortunately it was on the table on the opposite side of the bed that she was on, and her bed being a queen sized bed made it almost impossible for her to reach.
The man noticed her intention and quickly grabbed her waist and pushed her to the bed, flipping her so that she faced him properly.
"Now, what were you going to do with that, your majesty?" He asked tauntingly.
Jacqueline's head started spinning. What was wrong with her? She tried to fight the larger man off of her but she was growing too weak.
"My mistress would be so pleased to see you again," he spoke directly into her ear and Jacqueline couldn't help but shudder at both the implication of his words and the uncomfortable warmth and stench of his breath against her neck. "The potion should be taking its full effect soon. There's no use in resisting."
Potion? What potion? She wondered as she felt herself slowly losing control of her body. Oh, of course! The drink! He must have laced it with a potion of some sort.
The last thing she saw before slipping into unconsciousness was the menacing grin on his face.
Now she was tied up in a dark cave with no idea why she was there. She knew someone must have been behind the lord kidnapping her, the question was, who?
The cave was cold and wet. Jacqueline's eyes widened when she realized that she was in a small pool of water, around a foot deep. Her tail was on full display.
That must mean my captor knew about my tail beforehand, she thought. They certainly wouldn't be dumb enough to leave a mermaid alone in a pool of water, the very element they could control, would they? She wondered.
