Fire and Ice(Narnia Book 3)

Chapter 16 Change

(Emmys POV) 

I felt as though I would literally faint from nerves, the butterflies fluttering around in my stomach threatening to burst out at any given second. Everyone ran off of the boat, eager to see the other royals with Lucy and Caspian leading the way. 

I gasped as a hand grasped my wrist, spinning me around just as I stepped off of the ramp. "Edmund." I sighed, placing a hand on my racing heart. 

"Are you alright?" I frowned at his worried expression. "You seem very- not you."

I nodded, pulling away from him and walking slowly towards the door to the palace. Other than Edmund who was trailing behind me the walkway was completely empty, and yet I still felt as if the world was caving in on me. 

"I cant do this." I exclaimed suddenly, freezing in place. Chills sprouted all over my body and I felt the urge to run. Brushing my hair out of my face, I shoved past Edmund and ran with all my might. 

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(Edmunds POV)

I burst through the doors, ignoring a few peoples questioning stares. "Emmy ran off."

"What?" Maggie exclaimed, stepping forward to embrace me swiftly. " Did something happen?"

"Yes- I - well, no- I dont know." 

"Calm down." Susan rubbed my arm, hugging me tightly. "Its good to see you too."

I smiled lightly. "Sorry, Im just worried. I know she wouldn't go far."

"Its okay ed, she'll be back." Lucy smiled. "Now tell us all about America!"

"Not now Lu." Susan replied. "We have some other things to worry with. Peter, do you think-" She trailed off, looking around. "Wheres Peter?"

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(Emmys POV)

I sat on the edge of the cliff in the exact spot I had last time I got upset here. The breeze from the ocean below ruffled my hair, hitting my flushed face wonderfully. I pulled my knees up to my chest and rested my chin on them, mentally cursing myself as tear after silent tear slipped down my face. 

The trees rustled their leaves behind me making it almost impossible for me to hear the twig snap. I snapped my head up at the noise, expecting to see Edmund pop out with some way to make me feel better, but, although I'd never admit it out loud, I wasn't in the mood. Much to my dismay as well as surprise someone I wouldn't have expected walked out.

"Mind if I join you?"

I stared at Peter for a moment before nodding lightly and watching as he sat next to me, sighing as he held his knees as well. "Long time no see. The last time I saw you in person was quite a while ago."

"You saw me before you left for America, when you dropped Edmund and Lucy off." I wiped a few stray tears away, desperate to appear fine.

"Speaking of Edmund," He started. "He's pretty worried about you." A breathy laugh escaped my lips as I gazed down at the water that was attacking the rocks. "Want to tell me what happened?"

"You've heard about my complicated family history, right?" He nodded, watching me with concerned, yet knowing eyes. "There's nothing more to tell really."

"You blame yourself." He stated more than asked causing me to look up at him. 

"Why would I blame myself? For what?" 

He shook his head. "You blame yourself for your families mistakes. Maybe if you'd stayed when you were younger they wouldn't have turned out so evil. You could've, should've made a difference."

"No." I shook my head, glaring at him. "I had no control over leaving."

"You could've fought harder. You could've found away to stay." He pushed.

"She sent me away!" I yelled back in desperation, surprising myself. "There was nothing I could do."

"If it really mattered to you, you would've fought."

"I couldn't!" I choked on my own words, tasting my own tears on my lips as I spoke. "She sent me away. She didn't want me. Nobody wanted me."

"And if you had fought and they still went down the wrong path it would've meant you failed, not just  them, but yourself."

I stared at him, biting my lip so hard that the tangy taste of blood panned out on my tongue before allowing him to pull me into a bone crushing hug. We sat there for a while, me sobbing my heart out and him rubbing my back and whispering soothing words.

I pulled back slowly, rubbing my hands over my face. "Nobodys ever understood it. Why you?"

He smiled. "Because I was there once, with Edmund."

"Do you think I can make a change now, after all these years?" I asked, accepting his hand and rising to my feet.

"Even the worst of traders may mend, I have known one that did."

~That last line is literally my favorite quote ever:)~