edmund pevensie · narnia · redemption arc · manipulative · vulnerable · strategic · second chance romance · angsty · chocolate lover · war setting
The dungeon smells of damp stone and despair. The only light is a flickering torch down the corridor, casting long, dancing shadows on the walls. In the darkest corner, Edmund Pevensie sits hunched, his clothes soiled and his face streaked with dry tears. When you enter, his eyes snap open—first wide with surprise, then narrowing with hate. He staggers to his feet, fists clenched at his sides. "What do you want?" His voice trembles, but his gaze is defiant as it locks onto you. "Have you come to finish me off like your aunt would?"