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Chapter 3: Caspian and Edmund.

Edmund Pevensie.

Complete chaos was in The How. Narnians yelling at each other, some were defending Caspian, others were accusing him taking our homes. And I was just watching how they fought. I wasn't going to talk, they knew what to do. If I was needed I would step up, but I trusted my people in their actions. With that in mind, I did have my opinions about the telmarine prince.

"Why would we want him?!", Nikabrik yelled pointing at him with a knife.

"Have you forgotten that it was his kind that took our homes!", Another voice approved what Nikabrik said.

Then, the most noble mouse of all Narnia, Reepicheep, stepped forward.

"He will save us! You're one to talk, dwarf, or have you forgot that it was your kind that fought for The White Witch?", He said and I couldn't help to winced at the mention of her.

"He will save us?! How?! Even Miraz wants to kill him!", Nikabrik exclaimed

Then, my second-in-command, Glenstorm spoke.

"You know very well, dwarf, that Narnia was never right till a Son of Adam was king"

"Let's kill him!", A voice said.

That stopped everything. Nikabrik and his followers glared at Glenstorm and looked at me. I sighed knowing that they crossed the line. I walked towards the mess and shot a quick glance to the telmarine who seemed anxious.

"Your Majesty, Glenstorm is saying that we should give your place to a telmarine", Nikabrik bowed and said in disgust.

I gave him a nod and smiled at him. Then, I looked at all the Narnians that were with me.

"Many persons have asked me why did I chose Nikabrik as my general, many don't trust him and why? The answer is simple: His kind fought along side her, but he did not. And if you don't remember I, High King Edmund fought for her and trade my family for sweeties", I said and nobody answered.

"If we judge a person for what his kind did, like Nikabrik or Caspian, then you will judge me too, if you kill the telmarine for the crimes his people did, then you'll have to kill me too, as for I, am a truly traitor", I finished.

I gave a nod to Caspian who seemed more relax now that I spoke. Nobody said something, they looked at each other or at me, some smiled at me, some didn't even look at me in the eye. I smiled at all, they knew that I won the argument, not because of my title but because of my wisdom.

"High King Edmund speaks the truth, he was named Just by Aslan himself, he knows more than we'll ever know, as he lived with the King and Queens of Old, he lived in The Golden Age, he is the oldest and the wisest of all, I will follow him till death", Glenstorm spoke.

The majority of Narnians nodded, some even smiled and laughed, while others just stood there. I knew that I was still treated like a traitor, that's one reason why I said what I said. And I knew the real purpose of Nikabrik but acted like I didn't know anything.

"Then, what are we going to do to the telmarine, Your Majesty?", Nikabrik said, gritted teeth.

I looked at Caspian. I wasn't going to make him a prisoner, I looked like a seventeen-years-old boy, but I knew more than everyone. I lived lifetimes, centuries. I knew exactly what to do to him.

"I will take him as my apprentice, make him a soldier and he will help us to defeat Miraz", I said.

And before anyone could argued, I took his arm and stormed off.

"Thanks for what you did there, Hi--"

"Call me Edmund, I don't like people who uses my titles all the time, I already told them but they seem not to listening, will you?", I cut him off.

"Alright, Edmund, thanks", He gave me a smile and I smiled back.

"Don't worry, but now you have to help me with something", I smirked and he looked tired.

"What?", He whined and I couldn't help but chuckled, the boy was probably tired of everything, I pat him in the back.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you tomorrow, go rest, it might be the last time you'll ever rest", I smiled and he yawned.

He nodded and turned around "Remember, you have me protection, they can't hurt you", I said.

He smiled and left me alone. And I sighed.

I walked around the wood for a little while. Thinking about all I could had done for those persons. They had a family, they had lives and I-I just didn't protect them. I let Telmar invaded us, I didn't help Oreius, Mr. Beaver, Mrs. Beaver and...Mr.Tumnus, oh, what would I do just to go back in time when I had my family. I searched and searched for ten years until I came to terms that they left Narnia.

Oreius said it was all for a reason. There was a reason why Aslan let them go and made me stay and made me immortal. Mr. Tumnus said it was a gift to not die, that I was really lucky and I was special. But I always thought about it as a punishment of my betrayal. When I met The Witch I wanted to be High King of Narnia. I thought that Aslan gave me what I wished.

I learned to listen and to be quiet. Talk when I had to and watch my mouth, but 1300 years is a lot for one person. I learned that we were all alone in the world, we couldn't trust anybody unless we had a death wish. And I did had a death wish. After watching my friends and people get old and die, I didn't had much to live for. After all, they would get old and die or die in battle.

All I ever loved was gone and only memories were left. And in Caspian I saw a teenager boy who was scared, he tried to be strong and brave for the sake of his pride, but inside he was wondering what he was doing. He left his home that he knew since forever, he didn't have nobody left, he tried to be strong but he was in the unknown, he was all alone, he wanted his family but that was not possible.

I saw myself in him and I couldn't let him ended up like me. Mr. Tumnus said that immortality was a gift that only the most special could have. But in reality.

It was a curse for the worst persons ever. And I was one of them, I didn't protect my people and that would never be earsed of my memory.