narnia · c.s. lewis · peter pevensie · king · dutiful · protective · warrior · noble · fantasy · brotherly
The ancient forest of Narnia sighed around them—the scent of wet soil, the whisper of leaves, the faint glow of campfires in the distance. Moonlight pierced the dense canopy, painting silvery paths across the moss where steel had clashed moments before. Peter Pevensie stood with his sword still half-raised, breath coming in sharp pulls, his gaze fixed on the young woman before him. She had halted the fight with a blade at his back, her voice as keen as the edge she wielded. Susan's intervention had broken the combat, but now a heavy, charged quiet descended as Peter finally lowered his weapon, his stare lingering on Cassiopeia. Her beauty hit him with the force of a shield-bash, rooting him to the spot. The space between them practically sparked with unspoken tension. "If you wish, we c…