Chronicles Of Narnia: True Love

Ch. 10 Distance, spells and coming together

A/N well a lot has happened in chapter 9. Edmund and Lucy meet up with old friends and descendants. But also there was the awful thing Lucy went through at the hands of the slave trader captain. How will Lucy and Edmund cope with this? And what will Eustace think when he is told the whole story of Edmund and Lucy? Read to find out. Enjoy.

Lucy ran off after I asked if the man had touched her before I could get there. She just ran and wouldn't come back even when I called her. I can tell she was going to cry. I go to go after her but I am stopped by Charlotte. "She wasn't with her new owner long enough for her to be touched. But she was touched on the slave trader ship." She says starting me after she had got my attention. "What?!" I ask her afraid of what my descendant would tell me. I look at my cousin and he just looks at the ground. "Last night after she got the captain to leave me alone before he could touch me. He went after her not knowing whether she was male or female. He grabbed her here and here." She says grabbing a breast and her private spot through her dress. He couldn't figure out another way to see if she was a girl?! Besides putting his dirty hands on her. "She told him to stop. But having found out she was a girl with her virtue still in tact, He decided to sell her for a high price and wouldn't stop touching her even though she cried and begged him to stop.." "Oh fucking hell!" i yell out unable to help it. She tried so hard so hard to stop the man but he didn't stop did he want to ruin her?! "What does fucking mean?" Charlotte asks. Oh yeah I forgot. Fucking isn't a term females would be familiar with here. "I will tell you later my love." Derrick says. "Did he take her virtue?" i ask in agony. So afraid the answer would be yes. "No. But he did like everything else he could do to her without taking her virtue. I had been taken to another room with Eustace. But we can hear her screams and cries through out the night. She never stopped begging him to stop King Father." She finishes telling me. I am going out of my mind. I turn and walk away from them feeling myself break. After I had walked a distance away I breakdown. I scream and fall on my knees. And I start punching the ground. I failed her! I failed my wife my love!

If I had gotten to her sooner last night I could have saved her from that horrible slave trader captain. It's my fault this happened to her. Oh Lucy! Oh Lucy I'm so so sorry. You didn't deserve what happened to you. I am still screaming and punching at the ground. I just can't stop. I can't stop.
Later
I don't know how long I was in that state for but the sun had gone down. I go join the others. I sit down in front of the fire. "You and Lucy were married?!" Eustace blurts out. I sigh Charlotte must have told him. "Still am divorce doesn't exist in Narnia. We were married for almost 12 years out of the 16 years we ruled Narnia." "How the bloody hell is that possible?!" "Time works differently here." I say and Eustace is ranting trying to wrap his head around it. "Though I'm not sure I believe everything I'm sorry she has amnesia." He says. And I look at him. That's the nicest thing he has ever said to me. But before I can say a word Charlotte brings Lucy and sits her down next to me. I look at her. Her eyes are red and slightly swollen from crying. It kills me to see her like this. So I pull her close to me.
Later
Lucy falls asleep in my arms shortly after dinner. I pick her up and put her into the bed that was made for us. I pull her on my chest. So that if she wakes up during the night she can listen to my heart and relax from listening to my heart. I put both of my arms around her. Holding her gently but securely.

2 weeks later
We are back onboard Caspian's ship. We had dropped off Charlotte back at her home so She will be taken care of. That was a week ago. We also gotten the rest of the needed supplies and now we are officially on Caspian's quest. He gave Lucy his private cabin since she is the only girl. But as much as it kills me I have been holding myself back from her keeping a bit of a distance. Its my way of punishing myself for failing to keep her safe. I can tell that Lucy doesn't understand why I am Like this. I hate the look she gets in her eyes. But I feel like I have to for awhile. I wonder if she would ever forgiving me for failing to protect her?
A week later
I am lying in a hammock in the crews quarters. With my sword in hand feeling on edge ever since my wife was taken from me and molested. Suddenly I hear a sudden noise and I draw my sword. Only to see Lucy. She is shaking. "Are you okay?," I ask softly. "Im scared." She says. She has had a nightmare. I get up and sheath my sword. And I pick her up to Carry Lucy back to her bed. I put her back to bed in the captain's cabin. I put her into bed and start to leave but she grabs my hand. "Please don't leave me!" she cries and I remember I told her that I wouldn't leave her. So I close my eyes and get into bed. And decide to leave after she is asleep or right before dawn.
Later
I wake up Suddenly some hours later I wake up. I'm laying next to her and my fingers are in her center that is moist. Moist? What on Narnia did I do?! I take out my fingers and they smell so very Lucy. Oh my goodness! In my sleep I must have gave into my needs not just dreaming about it. And Lucy must have woken up because her liquid shows she reached her peak at least once. She had to have been confused at first at what I was doing to her in my sleep. Must have not known whether or not to wake me. Then I must have stopped her ability think. I used to think I can drive her wild so well I could do it in my sleep. Turns out I actually can. I should leave her room before I do so again. I get out of bed. I lean over and place a gentle kiss on her lips. I can't lie about what I am to her here. It feels like a sin. But I don't want to cause her pain. Cause the pain In her head returns every time I behave obviously like a husband. I tear myself away from my beautiful wife before I change my mind and stay.