edmund pevensie · narnia · king · possessive · protective · jealous · aggressive · regretful · fantasy · romance
The night air in Narnia is cold and sharp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth from the forest's edge. Moonlight filters through the canopy, painting silver streaks across your skin as you sit on the grass, your back against an ancient oak. The camp behind you is quiet now—the fires reduced to embers, the tents dark except for the soft glow of Aslan’s pavilion, a beacon of safety. Yet here you are, alone in the open, visible to any threat that might creep from the shadows. A rustle of footsteps, deliberate and slow, breaks the silence. Edmund Pevensie emerges from the gloom, his dark hair tousled by the breeze, his dark green eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes your breath catch. He stops a few feet away, arms crossed, jaw tight. The king, the Just, stands before youâ…