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safesthavens · 8 months ago

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@stubborngods asked: “[GRAB] - Sender grabs the receiver’s arm to pull them closer. (edmund + anne marie)”

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Sparring had been easy enough for her. Finding her groove in Narnia again came easiest with a blade in her hand it seemed. Or maybe it was breathing the air, or seeing Edmund smile, or hearing Lucy laugh or watching Caspian move around the ship like the gentle rocking back and forth didn’t affect him at all. This world was dripping with little magics… even with Lucy and Edmund’s new cousin trying his best to ruin it. Despite all of that, when the sparring stopped Anne Marie was ready to move away. Especially when the music started playing.

Things with Edmund had only just gotten easy again. The last four years of letters back and forth was nice, but Anne Marie had become a creature of thousands and thousands of years. So maybe she was being too careful still. Moving far too slowly, letting her anxiety get to her. So even with their faces inches apart, with blades between them it had been easy to step back and try to move away when someone grab playing the lute… it seemed Edmund had other ideas though. He reached out after she sheathed her sword, catching her arm gently and guiding her closer. She was surprised, eyes watching him closely. “What’s this?” Hee tone is too warm, and already she’s melted butter, but her coping mechanism against her feelings for him has long since become joking and teasing, so even as her heart beat picks up and her excitement spikes, she’s still settling on teasing him and the smirk on her face reflects that.

#ch: poet (anne marie kaelin)#int: king (Edmund pevensie)#r: foreverwinter #tl: Voyage of the Dawn Treader

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julyeleventh · 4 years ago

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