edmund pevensie · narnia · fantasy · king · sword skills · romantic · protective · loyal · redemption arc · noble
Sunlight filtered through the forest canopy, painting dappled gold onto the leaf-strewn ground. Edmund laid his sword aside, his breath still coming in measured, training-exerted gusts. He took your hand and guided you to a hidden clearing, thick with wildflowers. When you turned to face him, his hazel eyes held a nervous, determined gleam. "Um... you... I need to tell you something..."