Ch. 19 Truth and A Daring Move

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Suddenly I burst up, awake from my dream. Breathing heavily I look at my surroundings and notice I am in my bedroom in the Howe. Bringing my knees up to my chest, I rub my hands through my long blonde hair and try to steady my breathing. I sit in my bed for a moment, just thinking about the dream I just had until the knock at my door brought me out of my thoughts.

"Come in." Peter emerges from behind the grand wooden door. "What happened?"

"You almost died." He answers, still standing in front of the door. I move to the end of my bed, letting my legs dangle, and pat the bed. He smiles and sits beside me.

"How am I still... you know... here?" I stumble on the words as I am very tired.

"Lucy. She has her Cordial from the last time we were in Narnia." I nod, then there was a awkward silence for a moment or two before Peter spoke up, "I was really worried you were going to die."

"Sorry." I mumble.

"Don't be sorry Terrain. You didn't do anything wrong." he says while laughing. I smile knowing I was going to be okay and that the others were okay. That Edmund is okay. Soon his laughter dies off and his smile is replaced with a frown.

"What are you not telling me?"

He turns to me, his eyes locked with mine, his hands take hold of mine. His skin is rough from battle, yet I still hold them. "Terrain... its about your father." He stumbles on his words, his eyes drift as the fear of telling me sets in.

"What about my father Peter?" I urge.

"He didn't just die in his sleep. He... uh... he was murdered." Tears are pouring out of my eyes, my mouth a gap, my hands are shaking.

"Wh... what?" I ask barely above a whisper.

"I'm so sorry Terrain. Caspian was told by your professor and uncle of your fathers death, and didn't want to break the news to you. But I thought you had the right to know."

"Uncle? Wait my uncle knew how my father died and didn't tell us?!" I am angered by the news Peter told me.

"When did the professor tell him? I thought Caspian was supposed to be at the gate house?! Why... why were you there?" My voice cracks with each sentence. Peter's face shows fear and sadness. He was holding my hands very tight so I wouldn't start to destroy everything in my room.

"Caspian went to find your professor, while Susan and I went to find Miraz. When we found Miraz, Caspian was already there holding his sword to your uncles throat." He takes a deep breath and continues, "Terrain, Miraz killed your father."

A bulge forms in my throat. More tears escape my eyes. I try to get my hands free from Peter's but he won't let go. "He was his brother! His blood! And he killed him!" I cry, and scream for the whole world to hear. "He killed my father! My daddy!" I try to get up but still Peter holds me. "Let go Peter!" His face looks broken as if he is hurting as much as I am right now. "Peter let go of me! Let.... let me... go."

Instead he just pulls me into his embrace. My face is on his toned chest, my tears are soaking his shirt. He just strokes my hair and holds me close and tight. "It hurts so much Peter. Make it stop hurting! Make it stop. Please."

He pulls away from the embrace. His bloodshot blue eyes looking into my green ones as if he is asking permission for something. I just nod, as the pain is too much for me to handle. So he puts both his hands on either side of my face, and kisses me.


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