This is a sequel to Prove Justly. I have written this story to where you do not have to read the previous to know what is going on.

I do not own anything of these character except my OC's.

I was excited to write this and now hope everyone enjoys it.

Lucy peered out to the south. The waves rolled softly against the shoreline as she continued to search. She squinted looking past the glare of the Eastern Sea. She knew Edmund had traveled in this direction. The only question she had was how far he stormed away.

The Valiant Queen knew he was probably at or very close to the tide pools. From Cair there was probably no chance of seeing him. For a moment she just hoped he decided to come back, but that was not the case. Lucy slipped off her shoes and placed them next to the doorway.

"Your majesty?" One of the leopards guarding the entrance asked in question.

Lucy turned and eagerly asked the leopard. "Have you seen King Edmund come out this way?"

The leopard stayed quiet for a moment, he did not dare look at his Queen. She was only asking for the best and they would be no harm. "The Just King wanted to be alone for some time."

Lucy nodded as she thoughtfully agreed to her brother's request. She was about to get her slippers before she realized how much time had passed since he had left. She stepped back and thought. "I believe it might be best to have him come back inside. It's about to get dark."

The leopard gave a nod. "I'll be watching for your return."

She thanked the leopard and then stepped out from the stairs onto the sand. It was still warm from the afternoon daylight and felt pleasing to her feet. She made her way out to the shoreline knowing it would be much easier to walk in the damp sand. Lucy knew she was a little thankful for Edmund running out in this direction as it was joyful to walk along the beach. Susan often accompanied her on walks after dinner. There would be times even their brothers would come along.

Lucy began to notice the slight traces of footprints in the sand. Edmund for sure had gone this way. She was about midway from Cair Paravel and the tide pools. Her thoughts went to how she might be able to get Edmund back inside. She knew he was clearly upset from what Peter said during the tea with the Lord of Terebinthia. She was actually rather proud of him for being so poised about it until after they finished. It was then Peter had tried to make amends with him about the situation, but Edmund clearly did not accept.

Edmund stormed away because Peter would not allow him to tour the west with the Lord of Terebinthia. Lucy knew the reason why and Edmund did too. Summer was drawing towards an end. It had not been a year since they had been crowned the Kings and Queens of Narnia. This had meant that it had also not been a year since Edmund nearly died. Peter was on edge for many reasons. There had already been a threat to take their brother's life. Edmund also was just only allowed to begin practicing with Oreius and Peter. He had made strides in gaining strength over the summer.

She was almost there and could clearly see Edmund. Lucy looked above her to see Edmund's back facing her. His hair was long enough to cover a portion of his neck hiding the scar that reached that far. She carefully climbed on top of the rocks and sat next to Edmund. The waves crashed amongst the other rocks of ahead of them. They were far enough away to stay dry, but Lucy knew exactly why this was one of Edmund's favorite places.

Lucy glanced at her brother's face. His eyes were focused and downcast. He was summoning up the words to speak. His sister knew that he rarely spoke about his feelings. Especially, initiating them by himself.

"I have always understood what our brother's intent was until now," Edmund commented with his voice rather low and solemn.

Lucy took a moment not wanting to cause an outburst if she said something wrong to Edmund. Her brow furrowed as she also agreed with Peter as well. She could see that Edmund was shaking. "Peter is only trying to keep you safe."

"Safe from what? Riding sores? Lucy! I am no longer sick and dying anymore. Why is he still treating me like I was?" Lucy could see Edmund's face begin to redden. His tone was one of frustration; through Lucy knew it was not directed towards her.

She then became the voice of reason to her older brother. "Edmund, I don't want to lose you again. Peter and Susan feel the same way. They are just trying to be careful."

"I cannot even serve my Cousins!"

Lucy sighed. "I am sorry Edmund. I really wished things are not this way either. Neither Peter, Susan, nor I like seeing you like this."

Edmund threw a pebble out into the sea as the two sat in silence. It was almost nightfall now. Lucy wished she could get Edmund to go back to Cair. She needed to think of something…

Maybe that something would be taking Edmund's side. "Ed, I do not really see why you cannot go myself. You could handle the journey and be able to protect yourself."

"Lu, the High King seems very set in his ways." Lucy ignored the sarcasm that came from Edmund's voice as he said High King.

"You could possibly make him change them."

Edmund took a quivering breath before finally agreeing. Lucy tried to hide her smile as she felt the achievement of making Edmund finally go home. He slipped down from the rock before helping his sister off.

Lucy felt that the walk was much shorter on the way back than it was trying to find him. She found her shoes right where she had left them. Keeping them in her hand she waited for Edmund to step out for a moment to slip his on boots off. Holding them upside down they both watched the sand flow out his boots. He carried his as well as they both walked down the halls up to the High King's chambers.

In their journey to Peter's chambers, Edmund wondered why Lucy did not continue to go to hers for the rest of the night. She had to stay alongside him the entire way and did not have any intent of leaving. As they made it Edmund turned around facing her at the doorway. Before he could ask, she had already answered him. "I came to help you."

Her brother nodded and gave her a smirk. Lucy, their little sister has charmed everyone. From the squirrels of Owlwood to the High King himself. She had been charming Peter into things even before he was High King. It was difficult to disagree with the Valiant Queen, which made sense to help persuade Peter in allowing Edmund to go on the tour.

Oh by Aslan how Edmund wanted to go on an adventure. He had spent this long summer close-by Cair. The grand castle was an adventure in itself, but it would be nice to get away from home from the day. King Edmund the Just has a part in watching over the land as his siblings do. He knew why Peter would not let him leave; it was fear. The High King wanted time to pass after the events of Seannbrik. He knew that there was going to be some mending because of Edmund's past. His little brother, although has proven to beat all expectations—low and high, would just be the spark to ignite the flame. He was a walking target. Seannbrik had proven this true.

Yet, this was the point that Edmund wanted to prove. He wanted to be able to get out there and serve his own people so they could actually see for themselves that he was crown-worthy. Edmund had changed after his talk with Aslan after he was escorted to the Army's Camp. The hatred seemed to dissolve into a sense of love and humbleness. The Just King only wanted to be empathetic with his own people. Yet when does empathy become the weakness?

Knock-knock…knock-knock. Peter knew it was Edmund by the rhythm of the knocks. He allowed for Edmund to come in, but he was rather confused that his brother did not go through his room. Both of his youngest siblings entered quietly standing before him as Peter was still seated at his rich, cherry wood desk.

Edmund looked around, he expected this to be the calm before the storm. The first thing he noticed was his own scribing book opened to the most recent page. It was smudged and the page just before the last own he had written in had been imprinted because he did not let the ink dry first. He knew he had slammed it shut in rage.

"I'm sorry for messing up the pages. I will fix it," apologized Edmund.

"There is no need." Peter slid over a piece of paper in which he had just finished copying what he could read from the book. "I'll have master bind the page in the book tomorrow."

Edmund nodded and looked to Lucy silently. She gave him a small smile in support before he took a breath. Making his brother angry was going to make everything all the worse.

"Peter, I want to go on the tour westward. I think I am ready to do such traveling. I have not been able to ride out to the Western Wood, which is where the Cousins I serve live. I want to show them that I care about their grievances and lives. The best way for me to do this is to see it myself. It will help me understand and also prove that I will serve them for the better."

His brother crossed his arms and allowed Edmund to just speak. Arguing would only just makes this issue more difficult. For a moment after Edmund's words, the memory of the Army practice field flashed his mind. This was very similar. Almost too similar.

"Ed, I just do not wish to see you get hurt out there. I have had advisors speak to me that some of the dwarfs are still not accepting of you yet. It will take time Ed, but eventually, I will let you go."

"But maybe I can prove to the dwarfs that I am worthy, Peter! Are there other ways than just keeping me guarded in Cair? Why cannot I go even though you are going yourself?"

Lucy then interjected, "Maybe Oreius and Alenna could go along with more knights? There will always be a person watching out for him and yet he will be able to go."

Peter shook his head. "But Seannbrik had managed to get into Cair. No one could tell that he was an assassin until he tried to kill."

Edmund took a breath. "This is the risk, Peter. You are the High King and I am the Just King. I do not to be marked a traitor and a coward."

Traitor. Both the young kings of Narnia silenced. Lucy knew Edmund had just spoken the forbidden word. She quietly held her breath hoping Edmund had not just pushed his brother over the edge and into a fight. Peter has and will fight with no rest, night and day, to protect his own brother from that word. Yet, Edmund had used that word on himself. This was a sensitive issue that has not managed to be exposed by Edmund in about a month. Everyone at Cair experiences the Just King and has accepted Edmund as so.

Edmund bit his lip and looked at his brother silently as he was beginning to see the ire from him. He began to think about just leaving now, he had lost his battle. He still, however, waited for a response. There was still some hope for his cause.

"Just go Ed, I will see you in the morning." Peter had finally replied, obviously fuming. Lucy watched Edmund slip into his own room by way of the doorway within the shelving. She then quietly left herself going on the main door.

A fight had been averted, but there was still tension. She sighed in defeat and began to think what their own father would think of this. She did not really know anymore, or even what her own father looked like. The memory of the shelter then entered her mind. Both her brothers were fighting relentlessly as the flashes and intense sounds of fire, sirens, and booms went on outside. Edmund had saved their father's photograph because he began to forget as well.

By Aslan, she hoped that their brother's bonds and cleaves where not a cycle and this was the beginning of the downswing. No one needed Edmund to go back into his shell of disappointment and guilt. Lucy knew she was not going to sleep well that night. Nor was anyone really going to as well.

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