[The Chronicles of Narnia] Sin

The scale of the farewell dinner for Princess Sharon was not luxurious, but it was exquisite and warm.Under the warm candlelight, every dish looks delicious and attractive, and the warm and pleasant music flows in every corner of the reception restaurant.

"I would like to express my deep apologies for the many troubles I have caused Narnia these days." The beautiful princess finally recovered her former healthy look, stood up and held up the champagne in her hand, "Your Majesty's kindness to me, Sharon will never forget it."

The Supreme King then got up, and his younger brothers and sisters followed suit and raised their glasses: "For Tribenzia."

Sharon's face was as cold as the armor of the past, and she showed a sincere smile: "From now on, Tribenzia will be the most loyal partner of the Kingdom of Narnia, and nothing can shake my determination."

The heroic queen Lucy clinked glasses with many "well-dressed" gentlemen and ladies in front of her, and reluctantly swallowed the special juice in her glass, which was very similar in color and luster to champagne. Drinking alcohol before the age of 16.

"Cheers!" She responded with a professional smile to the gorgeous and cumbersome court words of the "adults", and toasted again.

While drinking and drinking, she suddenly felt that Sharon looked much more beautiful than when she first arrived in Narnia—although she had just woke up from a sleep that lasted more than ten days and lost a lot of weight.

She is no longer like a snowman, softer and warmer.The girl concluded in her heart.

In the last 5 minutes before embarking on the return ship, the Supreme King was invited by the princess recovering from a serious illness to the seaside on the north side of the port.There is a little bit of fishing light, the sea breeze is blowing, it is quiet but not too lonely.

"I owe you two lives." The girl in the snow-white cloak walked along the coastline beside her, and Peter followed her silently.

"Perhaps the generous His Majesty the Supreme King doesn't need anything in return at all..." She said in a cold voice, never turning her head back, "But you gave me too many things, and Sharon deserves it."

Peter walked leisurely, and continued to follow at a moderate distance: "It is not me who is helping you, but the whole of Narnia."

"You and I are not in the same world at all. You are standing on the highest mountain at the end of the world—while I am stepping on the dark and damp soil." Sharon finally looked back and smiled at him with a low expression: Apologies for the funny things you said."

The supreme king caught up with the other party waiting for him, and walked side by side with her.The sea breeze gathered the breath of spring in the distance, and washed away the souls of the two who had just gained peace.

"You have your considerations, and I haven't been troubled by it." He used the same gentle tone as usual, appearing decent and distant.

Sharon walked to the end of the broken line formed by the bay, looked at the boundless blue where the water meets the sky, and felt relieved: "Goodbye, Peter."

This was the only time she didn't use honorifics and chose to call the young man by his first name, and it was most likely the last time.Just let those obscure feelings be silent in the endless deep sea this night, and dissipate in time with the vast mist.

The Supreme King walked with her to the harbor pier and watched the future Queen of Tribenzia climb the gangway.

"Goodbye." The young man said goodbye indifferently behind her.

·

After the banquet, Edmund always felt that he still had some things to do.He couldn't remember what it was for a while, but after walking back to the bedroom, washing and changing his pajamas, he finally thought of it——

Edith, she has done a great job this time.I said harsh words to her like that a few days ago, yelled out a bunch of garbage with no logic, arrogance and rudeness, now I can only be prepared to bear the consequences.

The young man who was already lying on the bed jumped up again, and put on his usual black plain clothes jacket—he couldn't delay this matter until tomorrow.The longer a breach of trust persists, the harder it will be to repair.

King Justice hurriedly came to the dormitory of the executive soldiers and stood hesitantly downstairs.

He realized a problem - Edith had already handed in her resignation letter, although he did not approve it, but logically speaking, she could not live here.

Moreover, he was busy reciting codes and regulations and understanding the political situation and military situation on weekdays, so he didn't know which dormitory his soldiers lived in.

Am I going to stand downstairs and yell "Edith Onassis"?

He just briefly imagined the scene of hundreds of people watching that might lead to it, and then shook his head in embarrassment-it would be misunderstood by others as a confession, and it would not be cleared by jumping into the Yellow River.

"Why are you standing like a fool, at this time and this place?" A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Edmund turned around and saw Edith, who was wearing a jacket and boots, was standing under a lamppost not far away, leading a horse and staring at him with crazy eyes.

"Nothing..." King Justice raised his hand in embarrassment, scratching his hair.

"This lie is a bit low-level." The girl frowned and said, "No matter how much you don't trust me, you can't be so perfunctory."

"I didn't mean it at the time—" Edmund said hurriedly, "I was just in a fit of anger, I didn't turn my head at all, oh my god, damn it..." He didn't know where his eloquent tongue had gone at this moment went.

"The 'traitor' is about to leave the castle now, His Majesty the Justice, continue with your own business." Edith rewound the rein around her wrist, and was about to leave.

"I never regarded you as a traitor!" Edmund yelled hoarsely. "Can't you think I'm a fool for not being as knowledgeable as I am?"

Edith's footsteps were stopped by his roar.It's quite interesting to listen to Prince Justice scolding himself, so why not listen for a while, she thought indifferently.

"Where did you move to live? Can't you just stay in the intelligence bureau?" Edmund lowered his voice a little, fearing to disturb the people nearby. "I've read your resignation letter, but I won't approve it." He said forcefully.

"You're still so arrogant." The girl gave him a blank look, but her expression softened a bit, "This is the first time I've seen the attitude of the person apologizing is more arrogant than the one being apologised."

"My ancestor, you are even more difficult to deal with than Lucy." King Justice almost cried, "What else do you want me to do, give you the position of director?"

At this moment, Edith was almost amused by him, and suppressed a smile and said: "Then I will be arrested for the crime of leapfrogging."

"I'll arrest you today!" Edmund came over and snatched the rein from the horse. "You stay here tonight and continue to work tomorrow. Do you understand?"

Edith really couldn't compete with him, so she had no choice but to continue to live back in the soldiers' dormitory.

To be honest, she was quite surprised that King Justice could take the initiative to apologize to her—although he neither said sorry nor thanked you, his attitude was pretty good.However, some unspeakable injuries cannot be repaired in the short term, and only time can heal them.

·

Time flies, the years are gurgling, and the Kingdom of Narnia welcomes the spring of 1008 in a blink of an eye.The wars and turmoil, disputes and suspicions of the past are like the ice and snow of the old winter, being purified and melted by the rising sun at this moment.

Everything seems to be on the right track.The Supreme King resumes and enjoys regular work arrangements and parliamentary procedures; the Gentle Queen handles foreign guests and visits allies with ease; the Justice King suddenly finds it easy to operate the court and the army, and even picks up the business that he has abandoned for a long time. The heroic queen finally turned sixteen and began to learn horse riding and hunting systematically, and visited the residents of Narnia from time to time.Edith is also growing up with them.The girl finally grew to full stature, stopping at five feet eight inches (about 1.72m), with thick brown hair extending to her waist.She has completed more than a dozen tasks, large or small, and is no longer as careless and credulous as she was half a year ago, and was deceived by all kinds of people.

Queen Sharon of Tribenzia has been on the throne for more than a month, and the political situation is gradually stabilizing.She accepted the advice given to her by the Supreme King. While studying hard to govern the country, she distributed the power of many important matters to different parties participating in the parliament, so as to avoid narrow and stubborn decisions.As for Pedro, she kept him imprisoned in the dungeon, and did not kill her own uncle out of hatred.

The days of peace are always very short. Calormen failed to attack Narnia, and extended its claws of plunder to Archenland.This time they did not intend to expand their territory, but simply because the winter grain depots were sitting empty, and they wanted to compete for the resources of the residents of Archenland.

Calormene and Archenland were separated by a vast desert, and land warfare was inconvenient, so they led dozens of ships to the southeast coastline of Archenland.When Edith in Narnia heard about this, she couldn't sit still at all—the fishing village where her adoptive parents lived was in the middle of a war, and the smoke was everywhere, and the fire was raging everywhere, so she couldn't rest assured no matter what.

She knew that Narnia would send troops to support Archenland due to circumstances and reasons; unfortunately, she had already entered the Intelligence Bureau and was regarded as a sacrifice by the people of the old country, so she was not suitable to accompany her.

After the intelligence bureau's weekly meeting the next day, she stayed behind to wait for the justice king who was still sorting out the information in the house.

The young man was wearing a simple medieval retro white shirt, with a short sword on his waist, and his newly trimmed black hair looked energetic, as if he had always belonged to this era.Edith lost her mind for a moment and felt a strange sense of strangeness—it seemed that half of her heart remained in the Gulf of Mexico, the wandering life in the past.

"What do you want to say?" Edmund greeted her at the door.

"I might have to take time off. Right now."

The Justice King probably guessed what she was worried about, and said, "Narnia's reinforcements are about to start, and they will be led by the best general Ores. The Calormenes will not win, so you can rest assured."

"I'm afraid it's too late..." Edith was a little anxious. "Those unarmed people in the fishing village are suffering every day. My parents and the others..."

Edmund knew Edith's personality very well, and she would stick to what she decided, and it was hard to persuade her.

"This personal leave must be approved in principle. But you have to think about how much you can contribute alone, and how much possibility of revealing your identity exists."

Edith knew that this was the most sincere warning from the Justice King.But she still rolled up her sleeves, and gave him a steady and confident look: "I'll set off right away, and I'll be careful."

Riding to Archenland, you need to cross many mountains, wild animals are running rampant (they are not friendly talking animals), weeds are overgrown, and Edith is alone without any help, which can be described as extremely dangerous.

The horses under the girl were galloping so fast that they reached the foot of Stormness Head before nightfall, leaving the Narnian march far behind.Legend has it that there are poisonous snakes, tigers and lions entrenched on the top of the storm, and only a united expedition team can pass through at night.

Edith Lema hesitated at the foot of the mountain.She desperately wanted to see her adoptive parents, but she was indeed unsure about going over the mountain at night.There were still eight hours before dawn, and in these eight hours, how many innocent lives of Archenland were buried under the knife of war.

"'Compass'!" She vaguely heard someone calling her code name.

It must be because she slept too little last night and was confused, she thought so, and didn't look back.

"Finally caught up with you!" This time, Saknur's clear voice was heard far away in the night.

Edith turned her horse's head when she heard the sound, surprised and delighted: "'Blood Moon'! Why are you here?"

The young man raised his chin triumphantly: "Where you are, I will be there." He was riding a war horse equipped by the Intelligence Agency, wearing a dark blue cloak, and his red eyes were shining brightly in the moonlight.

"Your eyes are glowing..." Edith said in surprise.

"Did you just realize that we've been working together for almost half a year." Saknur was a little frustrated, "Werewolves are like this at night."

"Ah, I'm sorry." The girl tugged at the ends of her ponytail in embarrassment, "Are you here to help me get over 'Storm Top'?"

"It's more than that. I overdrawn my annual vacation from 'Phoenix', and I can go all the way with you to Archenland to help the war refugees."

Edith felt a little ashamed: "That's one of the few vacations you have... There's no need to waste it with me."

Saknur folded his arms, looking like he was enjoying the show: "Then ask Ms. Compass to perform the unprecedented 'Crossing the Storm at a Lonely Night'."

Edith leaned out on the horse and gave him a hard push: "That's it, don't make fun of me!"