[She finally does sleep, and it's a sweet thing, as she feels free to love him. The days pass, and every few moments they have time together, alone, it is like a blessing. Sometimes she moves in very close, so she can brush her fingertips against his hand.
It is nice to sleep in his arms.
They are to go to Archenland when Edmund corners her. If you are sleeping with your guard, you must be careful, he tells her, because you are terribly obvious. Don't let him tumble you anywhere he likes.
Lucy goes quiet for most of the trip, then, and they're on the last leg of the trip, and her tent has been set up when she puts on a cloak and starts out into the woods. She knows George is just nearby, and she climbs a tree when she finds one that is convenient, and sits in a low branch, swinging her legs and nudging George on the shoulder.]
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It is nice to sleep in his arms.
They are to go to Archenland when Edmund corners her. If you are sleeping with your guard, you must be careful, he tells her, because you are terribly obvious. Don't let him tumble you anywhere he likes.
Lucy goes quiet for most of the trip, then, and they're on the last leg of the trip, and her tent has been set up when she puts on a cloak and starts out into the woods. She knows George is just nearby, and she climbs a tree when she finds one that is convenient, and sits in a low branch, swinging her legs and nudging George on the shoulder.]
Do I owe you an apology?