[I forgot disclaimer in the last chapter; I own nothing but the plot thank you]
It had been four months and Edmund hadn't awoken.
Lucy, Susan and Peter had returned two months earlier to find their brother incapacitated.
Susan had taken up her motherly stance and tended to Edmund as he recovered.
Lucy was distraught over this and was wondering why they all had left their brother alone and Peter was very worried but at the same time he was livid.
They had learned of Lordaeron's plans to invade Narnia in the form of one of Aslan's emissaries a powerful eagle.
"I should've stayed at least I could've lessened the amount of damage" Susan states miserably looking at the lifeless form of Edmund in the bed.
Peter had been silent, imagine his utter shock to come back to the news that his brother had been gravely injured.
"We can't change what has happened, what's done is done we must do something" Peter states after hours of silence.
The High King stands up and steps over to the side of the bed.
"Someone must be made to pay for this…oh Ed if can hear me please wake up soon" whispers the blonde king holding his brother's hand.
He is about to turn away when Edmund's hand tightens around Peter's.
Peter wheels back around in time to see the Just King's eyes flutter open revealing the dark orbs that the other free had been dying to see since their return.
"Ed?" "Peter…" he rasps apparently his voice was hoarse from four months of not being used.
"What is it" he responds joyful tears spring to his eyes.
"Never…do…that…again" Edmund answers weakly yet firmly.
"Never"
Peter nods.
"Edmund!"
Lucy flies into the room and jumps on the bed landing with an oomph from the Just one.
"Hi Lu sorry to worry you" Edmund says lightly.
Lucy gave her older brother a bear hug.
"Lucy, let him breathe"
Susan walks in
"Edmund, how are you feeling."
"Like a giant was using me for a ping-pong ball"
Lucy pulled out her cordial poured a few drops down her brother's throat.
Edmund felt new energy surge through him and sat up
"Thank you my valiant queen"
Lucy simply hugs her brother again.
"Pete mind helping me up"
Peter nods and grips Edmund's arm firmly pulling him to his feet.
Edmund gets his first look at himself in the full length mirror that sits against the wall.
"By the lion's mane" he gasps he had lost about twenty pounds that he couldn't afford to lose.
"I look like a Stick bug"
"Well you were unconscious for four months Edmund…it's kind of expected but no worries you'll look like your old self in no time" Susan encourages.
"But seriously never leave like that again" Edmund says seriously
"Sorry Ed, I thought I might be able to use Susan and Lucy's charms in this negotiation" Peter responds with an apologetic expression on his face.
"We'll pay Lordaeron back for this" the High King adds
"Do what you will to Lordaeron, but Gathos is mine, he will not dishonor me like that!" Edmund snarls.
Susan places her hand on his shoulder
"Peace Edmund, you need to focus on recovering then you can settle the score with that horrid knight"
Edmund nods he always bends to Susan and Lucy for they only want what is best for all.
The four made their way to the throne room.
Peter helps Edmund to sit on his throne which had changed a little it was grander and more ornate than it was before.
"Edmund…what happened to your throne there is something different about it" Lucy asks looking at her brother.
Edmund quirks one dark eyebrow in a quizzical manner
"What do you mean?"
"Look"
Lucy gestures towards the royal seat.
Edmund notices immediately what the valiant queen meant.
The armrests were capped with silver wolf heads and upholstery was deep blue which complements the silver decoration.
"When did this happen?" Edmund questions aloud
"I certainly didn't commission this"
Peter knew Edmund to be as honest as Lucy nowadays so if he said that he didn't authorize it; he most likely didn't.
"I remember reading somewhere that there is ancient magic that was imbedded in the castle when Cair Paravel was built" Susan states examining the throne.
"Might this be a part of that magic?" the four were silent for a moment.
"Lord Edmund! Lord Edmund!" calls the same faun messenger that had told him of Gathos' position in Narnia.
"Yes" he responds
"I hate be the bearer of grave news but it seems King Arthas of Lordaeron has sent the rest of Lord Gathos' army they are stationed on the same beach about twenty meters from the entrance to the Wood" Informs the faun.
"But that is only the bad news my liege, it gets worse. Gathos has lashed out and massacred an entire community of black dwarves as well as killing off a few wood nymphs."
Edmund was in shock wood nymphs were immortal they couldn't die but they could fade if enough pain was induced.
"King Edmund?"
The Just king's shock soon wore off and now he was absolutely livid so very furious that the rage just rolls off him in waves.
Susan, Peter and Lucy stare at their kingly brother as his skin is now glowing a bright misty white, his dark brown eyes had shifted to an ethereal silver color and to top it off they could feel his anger radiating from him like heat from a large wildfire.
"I'm going to kill that cold-hearted bastard if it's the last thing I do!" Edmund says his voice was surprisingly calm as it always was when became angry but this time there was pure power lacing every syllable.
"Peace Just one" came a strong voice they all knew
"Aslan"
The four rulers bow and Edmunds features return to normal.
"Rise Kings and Queens of Narnia" the lion says confidently.
They did all of Edmund's features had returned to their previous state all except his eyes there were still eerie silver.
"Edmund your eyes seem to have changed" Aslan states in his regal voice.
Edmund again was confused
"Ed he's right your eyes they're not brown they're silver"
Peter says examining his brothers eyes.
"I believe Edmund's true power had finally awoken" the lion growls power emanating from the sound.
The power was similar to Edmund's but not as powerful as the energy that was emitting from The Just King.
"But…what power are you talking about" Edmund questions.
Aslan chuckles
"Enjoy your sixteenth year Edmund…you'll be living it for quite some time" the great lion says with a mysterious voice before walking out of the throne room.
[Chapter 2 is finite, it's a little shorter than I would've liked but here it is so please read and review, I'll only write Chapter 3 if I get a review]
[What do you think Aslan meant by that last line?]
