More Than it Seems

By NarnianAslan

Chapter Six

Authoress' Note: Please know that I had gotten the idea from beepingmop's I Was Once Looking From This Window, and a couple of dreams I've had, so do not tell me I plagiarized, because, it is, partly based on a dream I had . Okay well just to note- the girl's name is pronounced ih-sawld. I also got the title from Kutless' song More Than it Seems on the music inspired by the Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe soundtrack. To let everyone know, I have decided to make this book based and movie based, as well as skip the Turkish Delight and Stone Table Scenes, since we ALL know what happens in those scenes. This is the coronation of the Pevensies, and it is the movie version MIXED with the book version. I hope that clears any misconceptions up ahead of time. Okay, so, on with the story!

Your Authoress,

Pippa Johansen

When Prince Corin came, everything was in top condition. Peter said they must make a good impression. So when Corin came in, he gasped in awe of the place.

However, the initial awe wore off in minutes. He then went over to Edmund and said, "You look like a chap who loves a good ride. Can we go horseback riding?"

Edmund looked at Peter, who nodded.

"Wanna come, Isolde?"

Isolde smiled. "Only if I can ride a horse by myself. I know how to ride."

"It's a deal then. Come along Prince Corin. I'll take you to the stables, so we can find a horse for you to ride."

"Corin," the prince corrected.

"Alright, well Corin, do let's go now, or Peter mightn't let us ride," Isolde said cleverly.

Corin headed outside, Isolde and Edmund following.

"How'd you do that? Seriously. I wouldn't have thought of that," Edmund said.

"You didn't," Isolde replied.

"Are you two going to lead me to the stables or not?" Corin called from about twenty feet away.

"Yes," Edmund called back.

The two walked up to Corin, who was waiting.

On the way to the stables, Corin asked, "Are you two courting?"

"Yes," Isolde answered.

"For how long?"

"Since my coronation," Edmund replied.

"Why?" Corin asked.

"Because. Now stop asking questions," Edmund said.

Isolde glared sharply at him. "Don't mind Edmund, Corin. We're courting because we really like each other."

"Really?" Corin asked.

"Yes," Edmund replied.

"That's gross! And how old are you two?"

"Thirteen," Isolde and Edmund answered together.

"Well, I'm almost fourteen," Edmund added. "Just another month."

"And I'll be fourteen in three months," Isolde answered.

"I'm nine and I still think that's gross."

"You'll grow used to the idea as you get older."

"Then I don't want to get older."

"You will, no matter if you want to or not. A lot of things are beyond control," Isolde said.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I had to leave my mother in America, back where I came from. Edmund had to leave his mother as well, in England, that's where he came from."

"Why?" Corin asked.

"There was a war. A horrible, horrible war. A war between so many different countries it was so hard to count how many. All because of damn Hitler. Hitler was this man who killed people just for what they believed in. He was insane."

"Why would he do that?"

"Because he was evil," Isolde answered, as Edmund was really worked up.

"Oh. Can we ride now?"

"Yes," Isolde answered.

So they rode the dumb horses (the ones that couldn't talk).

Corin sped up along the path, Isolde and Edmund lagged behind.

"Ed, I think 'damn Hitler' was a bit strong for a nine-year-old."

"I learned the word damn when I was five."

"So did I. Still, Corin's a neighboring prince. So tone it down a bit. Alright?"

"I suppose. But would 'bloody Hitler' have been better?"

"It would have better fit Hitler."

Edmund smiled.

"Are you two gonna ride or not?" Corin called from the front.

"We are!" Isolde called back.

She and Edmund pushed their horses to a canter and caught up with Corin.

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When they got back to the castle two or so hours later, Peter jumped on them.

"Where were you three?" Peter asked, though Edmund and Isolde could see it was worried-older-brother-and-guardian-Peter rather than angry-and-frustrated-High-King-Peter.

"Riding, Peter. Calm down," Edmund said.

"Yes, Corin made us ride forever," Isolde said.

"Alright. But next time, don't be gone so long."

"Not without planning it and telling you," Isolde answered.

"Good. Now go to bed. Corin looks as if he could pass out."

The three nodded and went up to their rooms (Isolde showed Corin where his room was) and went to sleep.

Author's Note: Wow! I haven't updated since April! Well you know the drill. Review and I'll update.

Pippa