Edmund From Narnia Novels & Stories

“Stop it!” Edmund immediately finished peeing and ran toward Cyrus. He had decided to keep a good relationship with Cyrus no matter the cost! But when he returned, Edmund saw Nathan ordering his men to attack Cyrus. He was startled when he saw what Nathan was trying to do. “Nathan Zuniga! You, useless man! What are you trying to do to Mr. Salazar?!” Nathan felt a chill run down his spine. When he turned around, he saw Edmund. He stammered, “Mr... Cartmill…”

She giggled and invited them. “Faiz, get off the bed and sleep somewhere else. My Lord will feel stuffy and uncomfortable with you in there. You are sturdy, I am sure you won't catch a cold.” Ashley was annoyed by her shameless nature. Edmund was no ordinary person, he was the future emperor. He was angry that Faiz wasn't listening to him. Edmund felt pleased by what Ashley just said. He was sticking to Amelia, so making him sleep in a cold place seemed like a good idea to take his sweet revenge.

Though his handsome face and that muscular body makes me want to drool, i looked at him with little horror. I guess he realized my thoughts, so he smiled at me which was so pretty capturing my heart. “I’m Edmund, I will not harm you so you don’t have to be scared around me. I just came to save you..” “did I ask for your help? “ I burst out getting up from the chair outside my hut that I was sitting, if he hadn’t interfered I would have saved that girl. “if you hadn’t pulled me like that I would have saved that girl, if you hadn’t interrupted I would have killed that evil” I screamed at him as my tears running down my face, its been a month and still I don’t know what happened to my father an

“Good morning” I turn my head to see who is coming. There’s Arthur with his grey hoodie, I can see he is wearing a white t-shirt inside. “Morning” I look at him suspiciously. “What’s bring you here?” I added. Arthur laughs and sits in the visitor chair, he probably knows that I will ask this as he always visits me at noon, yeah he doesn’t like to wake up in the morning. What a lazy ass! “Nope, I just missed you”

"Teller? What? You…." "Yes, I was Edmund the whole time. I was at the Robert family grounds, but you never recognized me. But you mustn't be too sad, Wilbur. After all, I only found out that you were Wilbur through Conrad. Hohoho, it's been a while, honorable Mister Penn." Edmund's real appearance was revealed. He was covered in blood, holding a dagger that startled Wilbur upon realizing whom it belonged to. "That's the dagger I gifted Senior Horne, why do you have it? What…"

“Who?” The door opened wider. Edmund. “Edmund?” I stood quickly, surprised “You came all this way?” He smiled and opened his arms. “Of course. I had to make sure you were okay.” I crossed the room and hugged him tightly. “I’m so glad to see you.” We pulled apart, and Ryan peeked out from behind the doorframe, cautious. I motioned him over. “Ryan, this is Edmund. He’s a friend.” Edmund knelt and offered Ryan a small puzzle cube with shifting colors.

I pouted, lips upset. Looking back, I sat in the first place and saw the sunset, which was increasingly changing. Edmund also moved and now sat beside me, and it turned out he just wanted to see the sunset from all the fatigue and the busy he had done so far. Being a billionaire with many employees and companies, Edmund has a big responsibility and a high risk. What's this way I can understand if he becomes a temper because he's tired? But, em! Edmund is a jerk from birth! Huh.

cried Edmund in his mind. It was then that a voice sounded in his head. The voice was calm and deep. The voice was so charismatic and evoked old memories in Edmund's mind. [Edmund, Son of Jergintarth. Wake up! Did you hear me?] [Am I dreaming?] [No, you are not. Edmund, wake up, son!] [You heard my prayer.] [I hear you, Son.] Edmund's eyes immediately filled with tears as longing filled his chest until it felt tight. He had known that voice since he was a child. But he hadn't heard that voice in a long time.

“Hello again, young Damon. May I inquire; do you always speak with inanimate objects?” Damon froze, the plastic (abused) ends of the rake resting innocently over the ground, when the boy dropped it sheepishly. His pale face giving a twitch of discomfort as wispy lashes fluttered up to meet the crinkled grin of the man before him. “You’re that butler guy—Edmund.” “Indeed I am, young one.” Edmund said with a grin. “However, that doesn’t answer my inquiry. It’s polite to answer your elders, though I suppose if you don’t, I could always pretend I’m a hip twenty-something again.”

Her eyes shifted from me to George and I’m sure she will be mind linking him as she glared at him, warning him to keep shut, but he didn’t pay attention to her, he only focused on Keith. “What happened here, Edmund, why are you not at your duty post. Did you defy my orders to go on a play date with a kid?” he asked the warrior, glaring daggers at him. I smiled as I heard my mystery man’s name for the very first time. Edmund, that’s his name. It is such a cute name for a prince charming and I fucking love it.