Chapter 16: Saved

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Edmund walked around the ruined town. Lucy was looking after Elora in a makeshift tent the boys made from whatever they could find. Edmund kicked a piece of burned wood and watched it break into pieces.

"Oh." He mumbled, not speaking to anyone at all.

"My king! My king!" Edmund looked up at the sky, a small sparrow flitted around his head.

"Oh, Klintlin." The bird landed on his shoulder.

"An army, well troop I guess. Their coming! They'll be here soon!" The bird exclaimed. Edmund silently breathed a prayer of gratefully.

Elora would have a chance of getting cordial before it was too late.

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