When the Youngest Goes to War

by Evia Wingjade

A Golden Age fic. What happens between the Pevensie's when Lucy decides she is old enough to go to the front lines of the Narnian battle-field? She wants to save lives, but will her siblings let her risk her own? Probably complete, though there might be a sequel. Rated K plus, as Peter remembers some war-time unpleasantness.

1. Chapter 1

When the Youngest Goes to War 1

When the Youngest goes to War

"Don't you dare," Edmund tried to command. The brown eyes that met his held, and he continued, "Please, Lu, say you won't."

The two young monarchs stood in the otherwise empty meeting room where Peter had just held a war- council. All four of Narnia's rulers had been present, along with the General of the Army, and many of its' commanders.

"I can't Ed. You know I can't." She replied. Her voice wavered; she disliked upsetting her brother. When his voice began to take on that tone, when he was almost begging, it twisted her heart.

"Lucy, it's too dangerous," he said, quiet with fear.

"Ed, you know as well as I, that is exactly why I must go. I will be needed."

Edmund sighed in defeat, turning away from her fierce gaze, rubbing the back of his neck. There was no point arguing with her; they both knew she was right. He glared at the wall.
"I do know. I do not have to like it."

Lucy touched his shoulder and he turned back to her, his face tight with worry. When their eyes locked, Edmund grabbed the young queen and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Oh Ed," Lucy said, wrapping her arms around his middle.

"Will you at least stay with me? On the battlefield, I mean. Stay close, so I can protect you?" Edmund asked, desperate for a way to keep her safe.

"Alright, Ed," She whispered. "When we talk to Peter we'll ask; I'm sure he'll say yes. And, if he does, I'll be right next to you."

"Thank you," his breathless voice came to her ears, "my beloved queen. Thank you."