styles, techniques, each battle. jadis, telmar, erubis, calormen, the shadow, and so forth. the sacrifice that altered history and magic, aslan's prophecy. they're good reads. i think i've memorized every page.”
“no one knows. it's anonymous. no author has ever come forward. camp said they've just always been there.” ajax steps to the side to let his uncle skim over the books while he takes one into his hands. “it's why everyone thought »
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ᅠ the door shuts with a hefty click, as most of the doors in this kingdom do, and edmund makes his way back to his desk with the upmost curiosity. “ you've brought books from home .ᐣ ”
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the 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙖 was a dead end when i started research. all the other realms offered their knowledge and experiences to be written into literature. except narnia. books just appeared. it has biographies, fighting »
inside. “took these from camp before i left. thought it would be cool to keep and put in the library here.” unzipping, he begins to stack one book at a time. a total of five. “i used all of them to research about this place.”
that's a relief. he was worried to offend for a second there. when he's let inside, he steps up to the desk and takes his backpack off. the thud of the heavy backpack makes it obvious that there are a few hefty books »
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ᅠ a soft sigh, barely noticeable. “ you do not need to bow to me, we're family. ” though the checking of correct gesture is humoring, the last thing he wants is for ajax to feel he has to act below the royals.
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i brought you something my sister said you'd be interested in. between settling in and everything, i kinda forgot about it for a moment. can i come in?” one hand holds the strap of his zipped up backpack.
the door swings open to reveal 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝. someone he still isn't use to seeing in the flesh even though he's been here for a couple months. “hey. wait, should i bow? i shouldn't, right? that's weird.” shut up. “anyways, »