Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia. Mr. Lewis does and I only own Sloane, Emily, and Rick. And not to mention this fur ball of a cat that's sitting on my lap while I write.
"Sorry!" I cried out as the second arrow flew past the poor faun's head. I think he just gave me the stink eye.
"Perhaps bow and arrows aren't your specialty," Peter said.
Yep that's right I'm training to help fight with them in an upcoming possible war if there was going to be one. I haven't seen Edmund all day that day except dinner and he barely talked to me let alone look at me. He wasn't even out in the fields with me and the others.
I get he's mad at me from what happened yesterday but it can't go on like this forever.
"How long is your brother going to give me the cold shoulder?" I asked.
"He's not giving you the cold shoulder," Peter replied.
"Then why doesn't he even want to be in the same room as me?"
"Edmund is being Edmund. He'll get over the argument," Lucy assured me.
"Wouldn't count on it," I mumbled.
"I think we've had enough for today," Peter said sadly.
He and Caspian headed inside for their meeting while I packed some of the equipment away. Lucy and I heading towards the storage shed to put them away.
"I promise you he won't be mad at you for long," she said.
"I don't know," I said.
"I'll see you later on," she said, giving my arm a reassuring squeeze.
After she left, I put the arrows and stuff away. I knocked over a sword off its place. I reached for it but another hand held on to it. I was about to thank the person but when I looked up, it was Edmund. I handed it to him wordlessly before I left. But his hand met my wrist, making me stop.
"Sloane wait," he said.
I turned to look at him and all I can see was guilt written all over his face. "I um, want to apologize," he said.
"I think it should be me," I said. "I don't see why you have to be sorry for."
"It's for the way I acted. Sloane, I know you wanted to help out but if something were to happen to you I don't think I could ever live with myself," he said.
"You know that's not going to happen. I was in the heat of the moment when I said that," I said.
"I know but the thought…"
"Don't even. Besides, who knows if a war is going to happen or not," I said. "But we'll cross that bridge when we dare get to it."
"I suppose," he said. "But no offense you really are horrible with bow and arrows."
"You were watching?"
"Of course how could I not?" he asked.
"I don't know I thought you couldn't stand to be in the same room as me," I replied truthfully.
"I just needed to clear my head," he said.
Really I didn't think it would take twenty-four hours for that to happen? But I was wise enough to keep my mouth shut. I noticed that he was staring at the swords closely. I wasn't sure what he got up his sleeve but he grabbed a long sword and walked towards me.
"Here," he said, hold it out to me.
I grabbed it and I felt myself leaning forward.
"Hmm, too heavy," he said.
I waited a little bit before he came back with another sword. He handed to me and I took a hold of the sword. It felt lighter than the first one but not too light if that made any sense.
"Am I getting my own weapon?" I asked.
"Yeah but it's something that you can work on while I train you," he said.
"I am," he replied. "Why don't I show you?"
Good lord what am I getting myself into?
The sword clanked together as Edmund and I danced around while we were practicing how to fight or however we're doing. Honestly I thought that they made this look easier in the movies.
Boy was I wrong.
He sparred while I jumped back and I lunged a little towards him almost knocking his sword out of the process.
"Hold on time out," I said, stopping suddenly.
"Is everything alright?" he asked.
"Just pulled a muscle in my shoulder no biggie," I said, turning away rubbing my shoulder.
"Maybe we should take you to the infirmary," he said.
Just as soon as he stepped closer to me, I raised my arm and swung my sword at him. He looked shocked and surprised but fought back until I somehow knocked his sword out of his hands.
"How did you-?"
"Element of surprise," I replied. "Forgive me?"
"I suppose since I was the one that taught you that," he said, with a sly but nice smile.
Whoa his smile is nice? Where the hell did that come from?
"How about we head inside for awhile? We've been outside for a few hours now," he suggested.
"Fine by me," I said.
We headed towards the shed to put the swords away. I didn't think I would actually keep one considering my so lack of depth perception. But I am trying my best so at least I'm giving myself credit for the matter speaking. I hope they were too.
I started to head outside to wait for Edmund when he held me back. His tug on my wrist was light but not hard either. I looked up at him and he was wearing a different look on his face that I couldn't place my finger on.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
"Yeah it is it's just…"
My eyebrows rose up as he took a step forward almost closing in on the space between us. He took a hold of my hands and just stared at me.
Now I was getting nervous.
"Sloane have you ever oh Aslan I don't know how to say it," he said.
"Look whatever it is, I'm sure it'll come back to your head if you forgot," I said. "Come on."
I headed outside and made my way towards the castle. I only reached halfway across the field when I looked back; Edmund was catching up to me. I thought that maybe he wanted to walk with me in case something happened which I don't think anything would happen.
But you never know.
Instead, he caught up to me, place his hands on my face and the next thing I knew; his lips were on mine.
A/n: Bet you weren't expecting that, huh? Okay be honest how many of you wanted me to do that since they met? *Lots of hands rose up* Me: O.O'
Anyways, hope you guys liked that. I know I wanted to update last week but blame work. Oh the consequences of being off from school for a month. But at the end of the day, getting paid is helpful.
Okay so I'll leave you guys to review. Lots of thanks for your patience and support as always. I have to go let my dog out since he's whining a lot.