Disclaimer: I don't own any of this! Lord of the Rings and everything it contains was originally the idea of J.R.R. Tolkien. Credits for Narnia and everything associated with it go to C.S. Lewis. This was based on the video 'The king, the girl and the lion – Trailer' by Nonokun24 on YouTube. This time, the references are to 'Age of Emires III: The Asian Dynasties', NarnianNights' great fanfic 'The Valiant and the Just' (again, my thanks to her!), the movie adaptation of 'The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian' by Andrew Adamson, 'Pirates of the Caribbean 3: At World's End', 'Star Wars, Episode VI: Return of the Jedi', 'Power Rangers Lost Galaxy: Escape the Lost Galaxy part 2' (my favorite episode =) ), 'The Last Samurai', and a movie, I believe a German one, but I honestly can't remember its name (just slightly at the end; if, by any chance, one of my German brethren Europeans reads this and happens to know which one I mean, bitte erzählen Sie mir! And tell me if that was right :) Yeah, I know, I'm weird =) ).

Author's note: I'm so horribly sorry I didn't get to update earlier! I can only hope this makes up for it. Sorry, but it's hardly like I choose to have a paper and a fictive debate to write out, now, is it?

Anyway, if you're still faithfully reading this, I am most grateful! I know it's long and all. But it should get better from now on. So, I gladly welcome you back! And, of course, my thanks to all reviewers!

Now, for the return journey! We have a new group member. Often that gives tension. Here too? We'll find out. And how about Peter and Edmund? What are their reactions - to Lucy and to each other? Read it here! :)

Some more morale on this one, plus family bonds; sorry if I'm fluffy here or there. Anyway, please to enjoy!

Please read and review!

On to Narnia

"It's like a whole new world."

Summer Landsdown (Ranger Series Yellow), Power Rangers RPM: 'Danger and Destiny part 2'

Night camp in Rohan

"We shall rest here tonight."

Aragorn, The Lord of the Rings: 'The Fellowship of the Ring'

(Edmund)

"Now, just some wood to get a fire going and this place should do nicely," Peter declared unnecessarily loudly.

That on itself made Edmund suspicious.

Lucy was very diligent and made great efforts to became a part of the group. So it hardly was a surprise when she jumped up.

When she already was half out of sight the Pevensies heard her calling: "I'll go!"

Edmund smiled. "Isn't she adorable?" he asked no one in particular.

Peter went to stand before him and Edmund froze. His cold side came out in abundance.

"Why did you want her out of the way?"

It wasn't even a question, it was a statement.

Peter defended himself: "All I wanted was a quiet, easy talk."

"Talk to Lucy. Make new friends. Feel free to believe me, she'll respect you," Edmund parried smoothly.

Peter tried to stay calm. "It's not about Lucy, it's about you."

"What's wrong with me now?" Edmund asked sighing. "Why have you got a problem with me this time?"

"And you?" asked Peter back unexpectedly.

Edmund was completely discomfited for a little while. How? How could Peter…

But the High King changed the subject: "Where do these sudden knowledge of and interest in the Free Peoples and Gondor of yours come from?"

The accusatory tone infuriated Edmund.

"I merely tried to have an entertaining conversation with Lucy," he stated coldly.

"Which wasn't really in conformity with the state of war between us," said Peter back.

Edmund hissed threatening: "With people like me, you better hold your tongue before you lose it."


(Peter)

Peter was shocked. Despite all enmity Edmund had never before uttered such a threat.

Aggressively, the High King reacted: "That's the way of it, then? That's how easily you forget who stands before you?"

"No," Edmund bit back. "I don't see a King in front of me, but a boy. Maybe you should learn to moderate yourself!"

Peter screamed: "Ha, you sure are the one to say so! I'm not the one who betrayed my country and family again!"

Edmund hissed: "I am? At least I'm not the one who shunned his own brother. I didn't look for you, but whenever I did meet you, I was to ask everything to Susan, Oreius or anyone who had enough bad luck to run into me. What have you done for me?"

"At least I haven't been chatting with the Witch or Aragorn behind your back!" Peter shouted.

Unaware of the fact he was slowly driving Edmund over the edge.


(Edmund)

Edmund hissed viciously: "If you accuse me of something, you do some openly, coward!"

After which he turned his back to them.

Peter bit back, seething with rage: "Traitor! The White Witch, Aragorn,… Narnia would have been better off without you!"

That did it. With a sudden, fervent rage King Edmund drew his sword, uttering a cry of anger. In response, Peter drew his famous sword Rhindon. Edmund's rage became fiercer, but at the same time he got more control over it, so he didn't lapse into bloodthirstiness, but in an icy rage.

"You take that back," he commanded coldly.

"I don't answer to you," his brother replied harshly.

"Fine."

After that Edmund attacked swiftly. Peter was hardly a match for his power. Then Edmund did something very strange.

While he kept hewing in on Peter's shield, he told: "You know, when our mother died, I could have – should have – prevented that from happening. The moment was over too quickly. Quite exciting, though not undividedly nice, holding both life and death in each hand."

Then he made an effort and threw Peter back.

The latter panted, but asked no less intensely: "You could have saved Mom and you didn't?"

"Exactly," answered Edmund. "You see, it was her life or yours. Maybe I should have saved her."

For several seconds – an eternity – a deathlike silence lingered.

Then Peter screamed out a new found emotion, or rather an attitude: hate.

He attacked fiercely and even forced the mighty Edmund on the defensive.

The latter gave a stunning comment: "Yes, that's it! Feel it? Your hate is giving you strength. Master it. Control it. That's where my power lies."

Peter managed to knock his shield out of his hands and vented his bile: "If I hate you, then that's why. You just don't care for anything. Not for your country and not for your family. Do you actually manage to care for yourself?"

Edmund leapt backwards and struck. The sharp steel grazed the High King's cheek, causing him to fall back shrieking.

Edmund said coldly: "You've learned nothing. You can't feel pure hate if you aren't capable of feeling love. I do have my priorities, and a strict set of ethics – though it may not be yours."

Peter roared, but a new voice intervened: "Stop it!"

Susan was watching them, but an arrow lay on the string of her bow.

Edmund mocked: "Ah, Susan, dear. Do you want to kill me? Go ahead. Shoot me down if you dare."

"What's with all the yelling?"

The sweet, innocent voice even managed to get through to Edmund.

"Oh, Lucy."

Peter covered his bleeding cheek with his hand and answered: "Nothing. My brother and I thought we coul use some practice."

"Did we, now?" Edmund asked, with his cold cynism.

But both stayed their blades.

Edmund walked to the girls. Exceptionally, he ignored Lucy, but he looked at Susan deeply. She was afraid of him. That hurt him, and caused him to bring his hand to his dagger. But good old rational Edmund intervened; it would only cause harm. Still, when he passed her, he roughly shoved her aside.


(Susan)

Susan rubbed her painful shoulder.

Edmund was strong and unpredictable – a combination which had caused her to harbor a deep fear for him.

Lucy asked timidly: "What was it?"

Susan didn't answer.

"Was it something I said? Did I do something wrong? Is one of them angry with me? Are both of them?" the Princess asked concerned.

"It's not your fault," answered the Queen. "They have been living on most tense terms for a very long time. If you want to know more, please address Peter. But I don't think anyone wants you to go away. Especially Edmund is very fond of you. Maybe you should talk to him later, when he has sown his wild oats."


(Lucy)

Lucy awoke.

Peter had explained the wound with an accident and refused to tell much.

There was too much to think about.

She heard someone mumbling softly and saw Edmund, fully dressed, watching the moon. Lucy wasn't the only one who thought too much about matters to sleep.

The Princess stood up and went to stand next to him. The Narnian kept mumbling in his own Narnian tongue. Suddenly he went silent. For a little while Edmund and Lucy stood, watching the moon together. A to his own suffering mature boy and a sweet but troubled young girl. Brother and sister.

That was how Lucy had grown to think of Edmund. Because of all of the loneliness she had felt she had regretted being the only child, and despite his cold and often unpleasant attitude Edmund had everything to become a great brother. A strong protector, steadfast and loyal, even though his concept of loyalty did imply something else, and neither afraid of saying how matters stand, nor inclined to call a problem insignificant.

Edmund spoke first, in flawless Eldarine: "I was thinking about a dream I had. Did you have a vision of a certain Knight Captain Frank Pevensie – my father?"

Lucy was amazed by this strange, dark boy who seemed to know everything.

Nonetheless, she immediately answered: "Yes."

"Tell me about him," said Edmund.

Grammatically, it was an order, but it sounded like a plea.

Lucy asked surprised: "Don't you have a clearer image of him yourself?"

If Peter had said that as his reaction, Edmund would have given him a bitter sneer; but with Lucy, he smiled sadly.

"Refreshing my memory will do me good. Besides, maybe you can give me some new insights."

Lucy nodded and began: "He was calm, very calm. And his people sincerely respected – liked – him. He could be cold, but altogether he was very friendly. His hair and eyes – exactly like yours. He looked a lot like you, actually."

Outwardly Edmund smiled a little melancholy. Inwardly, however, he swelled with pride.

Lucy noticed, even though she didn't know how. She started leaning on him and he put his arm around her. Together they sat down.

Lucy confided to Edmund: "I've always wanted a brother. You know, a sturdy brother with whom I can weep myself out."

The Narnian nodded and noticed: "You're lonely."

The Elvish girl sighed sadly and said: "Yes."

The King nodded. "So am I," he said. "Even with brother and sister."

Lucy nodded and understood. Loneliness wasn't automatically gone with a brother's or sister's coming. You needed a decent brother or sister.

For a while they sat side by side.

Then Edmund asked: "Lucy?"

"Yes?" answered Lucy.

"Can I be your big brother?"

It was an offer; but to Lucy it sounded as if he had been asking her for a favor.

With a wide smile on her face the Gondorian answered: "Only if I can weep myself out with you."

Edmund smiled broadly. "You are adamant in your negotiations, but we have an agreement."

Author's note: Okay, a shorter one, but still over 1,500! :) Sorry, I like to keep it.

Sorry it took me so long! Wait… I explained it all above, didn't I? :)

Coming up next on 'The king, the girl and the lion': The Narnians have to unite, or they will fall. Will Peter accept Lucy and the fact he has to cooperate with Edmund? And what fate has been planned for the younger King? And what happened so that even Narnia isn't safe anymore?

Please to review! By the way, I think I can refer to my first ever review! Remember? "So, in the end you say Peter, Susan and Edmund aren't Lucy's siblings… yet?" Well, something like it :) I hope this made it clear =)

Now, to make Supreme Arcanite Magician proud of what he made of me!

Werte deutsche (und deutschsprachige) Leser, das Teil aus dem Film, das ich genutzt habe für diese Geschichte, hat mich inspiriert für diese Sätze: "I've always wanted a brother. You know, a sturdy brother with whom I can weep myself out." Ich glaube, es geht um einen Jungen wessen Schwester krank ist; dann sagt ein Mädchen – eine Freundin, glaube ich – diese Wörter zu ihm. Ich habe mich leider vor allem die Undertitel angeschaut, auf Niederländisch. Wenn jemand Niederländisch versteht oder spricht, die Undertitel sagten: "Ik heb altijd een broer gewild. Zo'n stoere broer bij wie ik kan uithuilen." Ich erinnere mich noch (ungefähr) daran, das der Junge sofort danach gesagt hatte: "Sie ist nicht krank." Das Mädchen antwortete: "Die Ärzte sagen es schon." Und der Junge antwortete zurück: "Sie irren sich. Etwa so. Mehr Information habe ich leider nicht, entschuldigen Sie mich. Aber ich bin sehr neugierig, um welchen Film es sich nun handelt! Also, bitte, wenn einer von euch es weiss, schreiben Sie eine Kritik mit der Antwort! Vielen, vielen Dank im Voraus! Alles Gute!

Now, to anyone who doesn't know German, my apologies. I'll jump back to English :)

And, my traditional ending: please to read my friend's great fanfic 'Yu-Gi-Oh: European Duel Academy', and do check out the vids by Nonokun24 (she's working on a second one, but please give her some time =) ) and EdwardElricGirl200.