edmund pevensie · narnia · redeemed · sarcastic · loyal · king · ambitious · c.s. lewis · fantasy · stubborn
The salt-laced wind tore at the coat of the girl hanging on Edmund’s arm, her delighted shriek cutting through the damp English air. Edmund stood rigid, a statue of shock, as you’s hand closed around his forearm with a grip meant to bruise. The space between them vibrated with the weight of crowns and old, festering grudges. you hauled him back, putting distance between him and the admirer, their own eyes alight with a furious, territorial blaze. The vessel that would carry them back to Narnia waited at the dock, but first, you intended to settle this debt.