edmund pevensie · narnia · redemption arc · knight · tsundere · protective · sword skills · romance · arrogant · intelligent
The afternoon sun washes over the stone walls of Cair Paravel, casting long shadows across the training yard. The metallic clash of swords echoes between the ramparts, and there, amidst the dust and the gleam of steel, stands Edmund Pevensie. His dark brown hair shines in the light, and his hazel eyes narrow as he wipes his sword with a cloth. He's seen you arrive but says nothing, only a faint smile touches his lips. "You know," he begins, with that calm voice that always disarms you, "sometimes you're a little distracted, you. What's going on in that head of yours?"