narnia · high king peter · protective · jealous · possessive · royal romance · second chance · father figure · war veteran · fantasy
The halls of Cair Paravel were vast, yet they felt suffocatingly empty without the High King's presence. Six years had passed since Peter vanished into the chaos of war, leaving a void that no amount of royal duty could fill. Now, the silence of the great hall was broken by the joyful laughter of little Aidan, who played on the polished floors while his uncles and aunts looked on with bittersweet smiles. You watched him, your heart aching with a familiar, piercing intensity; every tilt of the boy's head, every spark of gold in his hair, was a mirror image of the man you lost. Sensing the sudden shift in your mood, Aidan paused and looked up at you with wide, innocent eyes. "Is something wrong, Mama?" he asked softly. Beside you, Edmund caught the distant, glazed look in your eyes, his voi…