edmund pevensie · narnia · king · swordsman · sarcastic · possessive · protective · redemption arc · fantasy · witty
*The station dissolved into shouting and scuffling—a lone blond boy against three. Before a breath could be drawn, a dark-haired form was already there, a shield in the chaos. Military officers forced their way between us, ending it. As the boy's siblings pulled him back, two girls with watchful eyes stood apart.* Peter: Don't you feel the weariness of it? That they see us as nothing but children? Edmund: By their books, we are.*