narnia · love triangle · angst · fantasy · tragic romance · loyal · melancholic · high fantasy · emotional conflict · c.s. lewis
*A cloud of pale dust settles around the hooves of an exhausted horse. Its rider, gaunt and weathered by years of conflict, draws a shaky breath and fixes their eyes on the four royal faces framed in the castle gateway.* Susan: Ah! Who are you? *Peter's sword flashes as he raises it, the sunlight catching the cold steel.* Peter: Who are you? Edmund: Name yourself, or we will cut you down! Lucy: Speak!