Peter's POV
The world was quiet, dark, and utterly empty as I watched Edmund fall victim to his wound. I did not hear any of the screams or cries of the others around me. My wife, Kyra, tried to catch my attention by placing her hand on my shoulder. I shrugged her off as I stormed out of the room. I needed to hit something in the most desperate way.
As I got to the training grounds I immediately lashed out at every single target that I could reach. Angry tears streamed down my cheeks and soaked the collar of my shirt. I did not notice all the eyes watching me from the sidelines until after I heard a distinct voice to my left side. I felt a large hand settle on my shoulder. I looked up and my eyes landed on Oreius.
"My king let us leave this place. I believe there are too many prying eyes for your grief." Orients' voice was gentle as he spoke, a tone I remember he used to save for Edmund.
After Edmund had been crowned King Edmund the Just, him and Orieus had begun spending time together. Over time their bond grew to one similar to that of a father and a son. There were days that I was jealous of the bond they had, but now I wished Orieus was off with Edmund teaching him something new.
I nodded slightly in response as Orieus began to lead me towards the gardens. I was quiet the whole time we walked. I did not know what to say what think or what to do. I was just numb. I could not process anything that had happened I heard Orieus trying to talk to me but I never responded.
I am not sure how much time had passed since Edmund's death before I manage to respond to Orieus. "I was right there …I was so close but I could not save him. That sword was meant to pierce my armor, not his. He should not have died! It is not fair!"
"That is life, my King. It is not meant to be fair. It is meant to test us each and every day. King Edmund dying was something that AsIan felt was necessary. All of us are impacted by his death, but we cannot blame ourselves as that will only make things worse for us." Orieus explained in the gentlest tone that he could. "Do not forget you have two other siblings who need you also there is also Aurora who is going to need all of our help. She will have her first child soon."
I nodded my head as I stared at my feet. I knew that he was right but my grief was simply overwhelming. I took a deep breath as I pulled my self together. Maybe Aslan would change his mind in time. "I should begin the preparations for the royal funeral. It will need to be before Aurora has the child."
Orieus did not get the chance to respond as I disappeared back into the castle. I went in search of my family, knowing that I needed to make sure they were alright.