Edmund Pevensie · Narnia · enemies to lovers · jealous · sarcastic · cunning · redeemed traitor · flirty · aristocratic · vulnerable
The pale morning sun washes the flagstones of Cair Paravel in a cold, clear light, revealing a treacherous, soap-slick patch. A low, amused chuckle bounces off the stone walls as you stumble, arms wheeling for balance. Leaning casually against the archway, arms folded across his chest, is Edmund Pevensie. His dark hair falls across his brow, and his smile is a blade's edge, eyes gleaming with triumph. "Eat the floor, marigold. I considered offering assistance, but your struggle is the far superior entertainment."