A/N – This story is not going to progress quickly, it's proved itself very, very difficult to write already. Edmunds POV
Prologue
The longer we stayed in Narnia, the more connected we became to everything. The land, the Creatures, the rivers and the rocks. Also to each other. It was a very subtle gift, almost a relay of messengers from one to another. If Mr. Squirrel just found a particularly ripe acorn, then those nearest to him will feel happy suddenly, and so will his closest friends, and so on and so forth until everyone in Narnia is aware of something. The more distant the relationship, the smaller the reaction.
It is in this way that Narnians are almost always incredibly joyful, for bad things do not often occur in our land. It also works the other way. When someone feels grief or pain, others will share it.
Everyone felt it that day. The ground trembled, the Plants withered, the Trees shook with sadness, and it rained. All of Narnia rained for her Queen.
I awoke with a terrible feeling from head to toe. I shook Peter and Lucy awake and discovered that they felt the same way. Susan was gone, and no one knew where.
Although everyone was out searching for her, she wasn't found until the next day. She was found dead. It was done by a dagger, plunged into her chest. There was no evidence as to who had done it.
I had known from the beginning that it was dangerous to be in a position of power, but I'd somehow never thought it a danger to my family, only me. I hated knowing that it could have been something I'd done, or a decision I had made that killed her.
It was still raining when we received the note a week later. There were no demands, no boasts about revenge; it had been a thrill crime. The letter spoke of how easy it had been to kidnap her, how quickly she gave up hope on life and how enjoyable it had been to fulfill her expectations of death.
I looked at the faces of my family and was scared by the fact that I didn't know what to do. I couldn't help them, there was no plan forming in my mind. Violence was in my soul at that moment, and so I fought.