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Summary: From bitterness to belief and a renewal of their bond as true brothers...it made them stronger in so many ways.

A/N: The Peter and Edmund brotherfic requested by Ashleigh M. Hope you enjoy it. This is part of my A Light in the Darkness universe, but this two-shot can be read as a standalone.

Stronger Part One

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When brothers agree, no fortress is so strong as their common life ~ Antisthenes

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The stars were already high in the sky by the time I finally slipped outside to one of the many balconies framing Cair Paravel. The full moon was so bright that I could easily pick out the shape of my little brother sitting on the narrow railing running along the edge of the balcony. I hesitated a moment before walking over to the railing. After all, it hadn't even been a week since I had driven him to see a chance for betrayal as simply a chance to get even with me, his big brother, in particular. I swung myself up onto the railing next to him, ignoring what the act probably did to the finery of my coronation clothes. Coronation...I was still trying to wrap my mind around that one...but here we were, Edmund, Lucy, Susan, and I, crowned sovereigns of Narnia.

Edmund suddenly stirred beside me, "Peter, do you really think we can do it? Rule Narnia, I mean."

I looked down at him, a little surprised that his thoughts were running along the same lines as mine. We hadn't really experienced such cohesiveness in our actions, much less thoughts, since Dad went to war...before then really, not since Ed had gone to that beastly school. However, I guessed it was only natural for all four of us to be wondering the same thing. I stared at the drop beneath our dangling feet, it was probably a good hundred or so feet down, as I searched for the right words. "We won't do it perfectly, I know that much, and sometimes when we think we're doing the right thing it will end up being the wrong thing. It's not going to be easy. But, it's like you told me before Beruna...Aslan believes we can do it and I believe Lucy, Susan, and you will all be able to do it."

He looked so young as the moonlight hit him, highlighting his dark eyes but then the silver crown on his dark head seemed to glow and I was struck by how much older he suddenly seemed. Edmund looked at me in silence as he mulled over my words, then my little brother surprised me once more. "I still believe you can do it too, Peter." Just as they did that morning before the battle at Beruna, Edmund's quiet solemn words warmed my heart and gave me the courage to believe that I could accomplish the task required of me. I could see why Aslan named Edmund as the Just.

Then, he continued, "Besides, if you start to get a big head again or make a complete fool of yourself, you can rely on me to make sure you know about it." The only reason I didn't elbow him then and there was because of the hundred-foot drop beneath our current perch.

I rolled my eyes instead, "Oh thank you, Edmund, that is so reassuring to know."

He smirked, "That's why I'm here, Peter." Little brothers...

We sat in silence for a little while, both preoccupied with our own thoughts. I looked at the moon and wondered if the girls had headed off to bed yet. I mean, they may not have anything to do until after lunch...at least that I knew of, but they needed their rest. So did Ed for that matter. I looked at Edmund who looked at me and raised an eyebrow in silent challenge. "You should get some rest, Edmund."

"Get some yourself."

I shook my head, "Ed."

He plucked at his sleeve, "Peter."

All right, so not everything had changed in the last week. Edmund swung around and hopped down from the railing. I joined him back on the balcony's firm tile floor. "Peter, what time did Oreius say he wanted us to report to the training yard?"

Ah, that might be the way to get Edmund to go to bed. "He didn't give a specific time other than to say in the morning...early."

I tried not to grin as Ed groaned...he did not enjoy getting up early in the morning, being perfectly content to miss every perfect sunrise if it meant he got an extra minute or hour of sleep. Ed heaved a sigh, "I guess I should turn in then...why did the General have to be an unnatural morning person like you?"

I grinned at that, "Come on, Ed, we're not unnatural."

He glared at me, "Tell me what is natural about people who think that getting up before the sun is a requirement for a good day. Blasted morning people. And, I get stuck with you." He stalked off already growling under his breath about the evils of morning people everywhere. I grinned and thanked Aslan for my little brother. I was still glad he believed I could be king just as I believed he could be king, somehow with Aslan's blessing we would rule Narnia the right way, if only because the four of us together are stronger now than we've ever been.

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A/N: Please Read and Review! Something fairly short and nice this time. Part two should be up in a few days. First time writing from Peter's POV in first person, hopefully I got him in character. Click the big blue button below and let me know what you think about this one.