Chapter 8-Of rescues and bloodlosses
Dylexia POV
I tried to stand up and make a dash of it but my ankle wouldn't budge. Dylexia Carter, my mind snapped at me, you are really in hot soup now. The minotaurs advanced at me with…uh…smirks of mirth.
"What are you doing here Queen Susan?" I heard the deep voiced one. I had a sudden plan as one of them unsheathed his sword. I drew in my breath, yelled my best hope to the heavens and…
…screamed.
third person POV
Edmund rode on, almost asleep on Philip's mane. He closed his eyes a fraction, and was slipping away from reality when a piercing female scream shattered the comfortable silence, making him jump up violently. Philip was on the verge of throwing him off, but he controlled him impatiently.
"Did you hear that?" Edmund demanded in a sharp voice.
"Well…uh…yes."
"Didn't it sound like…"Edmund suddenly groaned as the fact sunk in.
That stupid Dylexia was going to hear from him.
Dylexia POV
The scream brought no one, but the minotaurs covered their ears, nearly dropping their swords. As quick as a flash, one of them, I couldn't tell which one it was was suddenly by my side. I felt a jerk, and before I knew it, I was flying through the air and smashed in a tree behind me. I felt something warm trickling down my arm.
Stupid arm.
I suddenly felt a lot of light in my eyes, and I heard the minotaur with the not-so-deep-voice.
"This is not a Queen of Narnia!" Finally, those idiots understood.
"But she is Narnian." The deep voiced one snapped. There went my 'oh-I-am-not-a-queen-yeah-I'm-safe' side. There was a clanging of metal as one of the minotaurs unsheathed his sword. By now, my mind was fuzzy and I struggled to keep my eyes open. I definitely heard the sword hit forward, there was a clang and I heard Edmund screaming something I couldn't make out. My mind was not working properly. These damsels in stress scenes looked better at TV. I was falling through a dark hole and all blacked out.
I was on something that was slowly moving. A horse maybe. I slowly opened my eyes only to see dark; was I blind now? No, there was no pain in my eyes. I settled to a more comfortable position and hit something rock hard.
"Awake are you?" I heard Edmund's voice somewhere above me. Groaning, I felt the wall I was up against. Wait that wasn't a wall; it was Edmund's chest.
"Geez, are you made of steel or something?" I muttered, settling against him, as he put an arm around me to keep me from falling off of his horse. He didn't answer, but started a whole new tirade.
"What were you thinking? Do you know how worse it could've been? You could've been killed. Your arm is broken enough and you should be thankful that it is a minor injury!"
"My arm is throbbing Edmund Pevensie!" I snapped at him as my arm gave a pang of pain.
"What were you thinking?" he stupidly repeated; seriously this guy doesn't give up.
"Mostly I was thinking "Oh Jesus"." I retorted as my mind began to go out of focus again.
"Very funny." He said dryly speeding up his pace. My mind began to blacken out. He was saying something I couldn't catch. There was only one thing on my mind.
I was rescued. Yeah!
A/N: Hey I'm finally back. Didn't get the time and my laptop was having convulsions! :P My chapters will eventually get long, and the weird feelings in Dylexia'll come in the next chapter.
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