Chapter 8
Elora smiled and laughed at the ball. She smirked at Corin's 'grand' dancing abilities, laughed at Peter's jokes, and giggled with Lucy over the men looked at Susan.
But she was genuinely relieved when Edmund announced that she needed to be getting home. Lucy and Peter came along because Lucy was bored and Peter was tired of being chased by girls.
Elora told him practically everything.
Edmund clenched his fists and it took everything in him not to scream as she told him about Hezron.
"Wait Elora. How about you come back with us to Anvard. It's safer for you there." Peter said. Edmund and Lucy nodded in agreement with him.
"No. I'm fine." Elora waved it off. Edmund had been clasping her hand he rubbed her knuckles gently,she was shaking and she had been shaking for the past while.
"Please." He just about begged. She blinked sleeping.
"I guess." She said she was too tired to argue. Edmund could see she was practically about to fall asleep on his shoulder
"C'mon. I'm sure King Lune won't mind."
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