The New Warrior (Book 1)

Chapter 22 The arguement

I'd been shaking ever since Id woken up this morning. Tonight, all of the Narnians and the Pevensies, except Lucy, would be going to raid the Telemarine castle. Everyone was nervous, a little jumpy, that was a given, but no on showed it. I found peace in this grassy cliff thing on top of the Howe and seemed to be visiting it a lot.

"I knew I'd fine you here. " A smooth voice called out. I knew who it was before I even turned around.

"Hi Edmund. "

He smiled and sat down beside me. "So. Tonight's the night."

"How can you be so nonchalant about it?" I asked, earning a shrug.

"I don't know. Maybe because I've been in battle before."

I nodded and twisted a blade of grass around my finger.

"I was the best swordsman of Narnias golden age. Some may say I still hold that title."

I laughed and rolled my eyes. "What was Peter? Your runner up."

His eyes went cold suddenly. "Why do you always bring him up?"

I was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"I just don't get why every conversation anyone has that involves you comes around to Peter."

"I couldn't tell you." I replied honestly.

He looked guilty for minute. "I'm sorry."

I shook my head. "I guess that's just what happens when to people are - uh destined to be-to... court." I stuttered and laughed.

He leaned away from me. "Your courting him? Since when!"

I met his eyes briefly, frightened. "U-uh just before that meeting yesterday."

His eyes were wild and he jumped to his feet. "How could you!"

"W-wha- i"

Im your best friend! Your MY best friend! I come out here to tell you how I feel seeing as I could die tonight and you tell me your with my brother!"

I stood slowly and took a step back. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize-but Edmund we're just what you said. Friends. That's all we ever were. I'm sorry but I don't feel that way about you. I thought you knew I liked Peter? You were the one always joking about it."

He groaned. "Yes! Joking! I didn't think he would actually go for you!"

My eyes widened. "What does that mean?"

"Well come on. He is pretty far out of your league."

I gasped. "Oh and I'm not out of yours?"

He looked deadly. "Forget it." And with that he stormed past me, roughly hitting my shoulder with his as went.