Never Forget (Sequel to The Witch's Daughter)

9

I wake up and I was in my room, my cuts were bandaged and I had a new dress on. They were having the war today and I HAD to fight in it.

"Please, your majesty, go back into bed." I hear Reep say.

"Reep, I have to fight. I don't care what anybody thinks."

"No, you're still healing, we wouldn't want you getting even more hurt." I shake my head and stand up. I didn't care if I was limping or had to hold onto the walls for support, I wanted fresh air. I head outside into the foggy dawn air and I sit down at a ledge. I just watch for a bit til I hear someone run outside.

"H-Hey." I turn around to Edmund, sitting down by me. I shuffle away.

"What?"

"I just want to say sorry. I had to protect y-you."

"If you call protecting, breaking my heart, not even looking at me and walking away like nothing happened.. then I don't think this is working out."

"You don't understand, This was part of the plan, I had to pretend like we had no emotional connection, plus if I would have looked at you, I would have broken down and killed Miraz at the spot at what he's done to you."

"And that's supposed to mend our problems?!" I say raising my voice, "No," I gulp and stand up, "I'm done."

I limp back inside and shake my head, no more crying. I grab an apple and walk to Lucy. "Hey, what's wrong?" she asks me.

"Oh nothing, just trouble with Ed."

"You know that was his whole plan. To go and get you."

"Yea i know, but he did it in a complicated way." I roll my eyes and look down. She starts to do my hair again and gasps.

"Denali, your hair... It's even more white." She says putting her hands over her mouth.

"I'm okay, at least it's not all white." I say giving her a reassuring smile. Little did she know that I was dying, crying and cutting inside. She hesitantly smiles back and finishes my hair. She really likes doing it. I smile to the ground, I've always wanted a younger sister who I could talk to things about.

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I go to the Artillery Room and armor up. Edmund walks in. "Hey." my mouth falls in a straight line.

I walk out but he follows me and grabs my waist. I squirm and kick but he just smiles down at me as he locks his fingers at my waist. "You aren't fighting."

"Yes I Am!!!" I yell as I squirm and squirm more.

"Stay by my side then."

"No. I can fight on my own."

"I know but accept my apology."

"No."

"I love you."

"No."

"What is wrong with you?"

"No."

He leans in and kisses me. I don't respond but it was making me weak. I could tell he's been crying because his cheeks were damp. After a while I kiss him back. He smiles in the kiss and deepens it. I put my hands on his chest and lean in more. I snake them up to his neck and he turns us around so I'm against a wall. He licks my bottom lip for entrance but I deny it. 'Stubborn' he thinks to me. He moves his hands down to my bum and gives them a tight squeeze. I gasp and he takes the opportunity to stick his tounge in my mouth, massaging mine. I let a moan out as I fight his tounge so I could memorize his beautiful mouth. He bites my bottom lip and I stick my tounge into his mouth. He groans and pushed me harder into the wall. I laugh and pull away. He pouts and I laugh even harder at his now swollen, big, red lips. I move from under him and walk away but not before he slaps my butt and winks. I roll my eyes.