Hi there! Before you start reading, there is something that you should know - The Chronicles of Narnia do not belong to me and I gain no profit from posting this. That said, I know I have been fairly MIA these last few *ahem* years (and yes, I do feel guilty for my unfinished, somewhat abandoned Merlin fic), but for any readers of Decisions Made In Time - I will finish this fic one day. That day isn't today (tomorrow does not look good either), but I will complete it.
As for this fic - Enjoy!
Prologue
At first, he shrugged it off – he was only just recently crowned as King Edmund the Just along with his fellow sisters and brother, but after the celebrations had worn off, and each of the Pevensie siblings had received their fair share of duties towards Narnia, the uncomfortable feeling returned again.
It was the feeling that he was being watched, that every move he made was being commented on, similarly to how Edmund felt when he first entered Narnia… yet just like before, whenever he thought that he could hear a murmur, the detection of the sound was gone; the speaker disappearing.
I must be going mad. Edmund thought to himself after a tiring day of paperwork and battle training.
All of the other Pevensie siblings appeared to be taking the rule of Narnia in stride – Lucy was constantly laughing and smiling, brightening the room as she went, while Susan took a calmer approach, using kindness and grace to sooth her courtiers (she was not known as Susan the Gentle for nothing).
Even his older brother Peter, High King of Narnia, who should have been feeling the weight of the crown more heavily than Edmund, could be seen bantering with the Centaurs and other Narnian folk next to a warm fireplace in late evenings. So how was it, that only Edmund felt unhappy?
Hadn't they defeated Jadis, the White Witch that had threatened Narnia for all those centuries? Hadn't they fulfilled the prophecy and sat down at Cair Paravel to be crowned as monarchs by Aslan himself? Hadn't they undergone such an adventure together, that the Pevensie siblings knew that they could trust each other for life?
He didn't want to admit it to his siblings, especially not to Peter who had enough on his plate already, that while Narnia had become their home, it continued to shun Edmund.
So, if you liked this - tune in. I should probably admit right now that I have no established plot in mind (I do have certain key events that will come up though), in other words, I am pretty much making this up as I go along. Thus, if any of you lovely readers have some headcannons, ideas ect. that you would like me to incorporate - let me know!
Don't forget to review! xx