Lucy Pevensie, The Valiant (
called_lioness) wrote2006-01-05 03:06 am
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[Milliways, Outside]
It's much easier to shoot when it's not freezing outside, really.
This is not, Lucy feels, an excuse to be lazy however. And she really does need to practice her archery.
It's not that cold, anyway.
Really.
Or at least, she's telling herself that.
(It's also nice to have something to do. A distraction for the insanity of late.)
This is not, Lucy feels, an excuse to be lazy however. And she really does need to practice her archery.
It's not that cold, anyway.
Really.
Or at least, she's telling herself that.
(It's also nice to have something to do. A distraction for the insanity of late.)
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"It's all very mixed-up."
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The walk, for a bit, before she says, "I met your mother, you know. She was very beautiful."
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Well.
"Fine."
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"What happened?"
He doesn't question her word that Caspian is fine now. He knows enough of Lucy, from the tales and from what Caspian said while Rilian was a boy, to believe her.
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"There's a woman, Blodwen Rowlands. She enchanted him, stole his will."
("She isn't a real queen at all; she's a horrible witch, the White Witch.")
"He's--he's free now, but...I think, perhaps, you might be able to help him more than most," looking back at him.
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"Aye, I think perhaps I might. You'll forgive me if I go, I'm sure?"
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"We'll speak again soon, I hope. Goodnight, Lucy."
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