"She was exactly like every girl he'd ever met, yet, somehow, different..."
Change is hard. It nibbles away at your heart, piece by piece. It destroys, even as it creates. Silently, change controls almost everything.
Edmund Pevensie is known to be the moody boy who doesn't like romance- wrinkles his nose at the thought of it. Ignores the girls in his classes; he's not interested.
Every chance of love that comes his way, he throws in the opposite direction, all that mushy stuff just isn't for him.
But change steps in, or, more like a girl steps in. Not magazine cover pretty- not farm girl plain. No, just a girl.
Rita Alden steps into the picture.
She smiles- and his heart soars.
Talks- even of things he could care less about, and then he's interested.
Laughs- and he hopes to be why she does.
Cares- and makes the whole world a better place- or, at least, dreary London, a better place.
Rita is everything he ever wanted- and she's in love with his brother.
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Edmund knew from the beginning that the trip to America wasn't going to be easy. He knew their boat would be crowded and cold. He knew it would take a few weeks to reach solid ground. He knew the food would be scarce. And yes, life on the boat is pretty awful.
But if the normal, mundane life on the boat isn't bad enough, change is on the prowl and it's building issues even as it seems to squash them.
Change lies- and believing the lies is easier than believing the truth.
Maybe this, maybe that, everything is uncertain when change comes around. And change isn't just in the atmosphere on the move to America; change is the very air Ed breathes, he hates it, but doing anything about it is pointless, change comes whether he wants it to or not, and that's a lesson he's become bitterly accustomed to.
When everything changes for the worse- could it ever change for the better?
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Edmund x female oc
This story is set 3 ½ years after The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (1947)
Cover made by me
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Edmund Pevensie was craving Narnia. He was craving the warmth, all of his friends and the ability to lead an army without being frowned upon for his age. He craved the attention, and to be someplace a million miles from his cousin Eustace, and of course, Edmund craved her.
Princess Catherine was craving adventure. In other words, she was craving a distraction from the pressure she felt weigh on her shoulders, from her brother's lack of time for her anymore, and the ability to fight her own battles without being frowned upon for her size and gender. She craved a distraction from the boredom of Telmarine Princess life, to be someplace new and fascinating and travel like she used to, and of course, Catherine craved a distraction from him.
It was just her luck she found something much better.
[Book Two of the Edmund Pevensie series.]
[Book One; 'BEAUTIFUL // Edmund Pevensie']