I love how much Edmund is always tired and wants to be alone, mostly, except he wants to be alone with Peridan. The ghost of the previous conversation!
This reliance on Peridan—for company, for comfort, for the ease of logistics—was not sustainable. oh, buddy.
By the Lion, had Edmund really just had a grown man helping him undress simply because the weather and a child had made him sulk? oh, Edmund, you are being very foolish indeed
He could not allow Peridan to continue this undefined servitude for the sake of satisfying his own desire for comfort. Or any other desires, for that matter. EDMUND my buddy you could try like, discussing it
Peter’s hair was still wet from either the rain or washing up, and he was drinking from a waterskin with an enthusiasm that meant he had either truly been on the verge of dehydration or there was an entirely different drink in there. He shrugged. i love Peter in this entire segment so much
“He’s right and left hand, at this point.” Not that he wanted to think about hands. god he’s so dumb i love him
“Were you?” Peter stood up with a stretch, ready to make his way to bed. “I was actually thinking that there are some striking parallels.” Peter!! So insightful and so tired and so done with his shoulder (i feel that one particularly)
He wondered, suddenly, if Corin had ever been given the chance to deliberate over problems and actually implement solutions in Archenland. I am so fond of Corin and his nonsense but also cleverness and also the point Peter makes about how it would feel to be displaced, so well done
Well, sadly for you, Narnia has not had a Prince in over a thousand years, so we never had to learn the concept of fun this remains quite brutal but lovely
A compliment from a subject really, really should not affect him like this. EDMUND YOU DUMBASS
I adore this discussion between them all so much and Edmund like SURELY IT WILL BE EASIER LATER and Corin doing so well and the monkeys and the dwarfs just going hiss at each other basically. What a delight.
“You should go to bed, Sire,” Sallowpad cawed from the corner of his study, nearly making him jump out of his skin. The Raven looked alarmed at his surprise. “You look like you need rest. No offence.” aw, buddy. No Edmund has other things to think of.
Ugh i feel that total uncertainty between both of them, I’ve had it before and it is so unsettling to be like shit, what are we to each other and no it can’t be this right. SO well written.
When he spoke, his eyes remained on the page, and his voice was perfectly hollow. poor Peridan omg
And he desperately wanted him to strike. i adore these absolute morons
“Then I will demonstrate,” Peridan replied, and, rising to his feet, pulled Edmund close to him in a searing kiss. ugh it’s so good and so fulfilling and so hot all at once THANK GOODNESS
With slowly dawning horror, Edmund turned to Peridan. “Is he suggesting they box for resolution?” i adore this and the entire gentle and lovely resolution so much
“They are building me a crown, Your Majesty,” the river-god said with a great, booming laugh as he swam by. “A crown!” how very perfect
I cannot even with how well you did this all, it’s such a beautiful story with such yearning and not good at figuring it out and THEY’RE BOTH SO STUPID OMG JUST KISS and then finally they do!!! Excellent.
I don't even know why I included Sallowpad -- maybe because his presence just made the whole thing so awkward that it cracked me up. Edmund is so, so nervous about anything that has to do with Peridan! I'm so glad you enjoyed this fic and helped me make it work! Thanks for the lovely comments <3
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