Edmund sat in a small closet on a stack of linens, occasionally glancing at the gap in the wall of books he had made for himself to see if someone had opened the door. He wasnt quite sure how to go about bringing everyone to the Queen if he had denied the Wood existed, but he certainly wanted more of that Turkish Delight. Maybe hed just leave them here, go to Her without the rest. Who needs them anyway? Sure, She may be temporarily upset, but She seemed to like him so much, hed be back in Her good books in no time.
Posted on: Wed, 08 Oct 2014 03:15:22 +0000
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