festival, night 3


Fruited Copse
Lantern Waste
Northwestern Narnia


Edmund is standing speaking to Aliyah. His face and hair are wet and his collar looks to be slightly damp, but he looks to be in good spirits.

Aliyah looks amused while speaking to Edmund. She’s overly full and also seems like she might fall over at any time from food-induced fatigue.

Lanisen walks through the orchard, following the general stream of merrymaking, though he seems to be alone for the moment.

Leon waves over to the newcomer. “Good evening, friend! Join us!”

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Library
Cair Paravel
Eastern Narnia


Edmund sits before the library fire with a book open in his lap, his long legs outstretched and feet resting on a hassock. Besides him steams a mug of something that smells of apples and comfort.

Lanisen enters the library through the heavy doors to the east, shutting them gently behind him. Despite the care he takes, the sound echoes softly through the room and up to the high ceiling.

The young King lifts his head at the noise.

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North Garden
Cair Paravel
Eastern Narnia


A son of adam with a measured countenance (Edmund) strides out of the training grounds, sheathing his sword as he walks. His stroll is a pleasant one, and he seems at ease.

Lanisen is just wandering, it seems. He’s bundled up against the day’s chill in a wool coat that looks quite warm, if well-worn, and he has his hands in his pockets. He pauses at the sound of footsteps, looking alertly down the path.

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