Yes to all of this! Allow me to share some of my fighting headcannons:
First of all, all of them are amazing fighters. Be it Peter, Ed, Lucy or Susan, none of them wore their kind faces in battle. And while Susan and Emund can usually keep a neutral facade up, both Lucy and Peter have disturbing “kill switches” where they can go into a rage and murder everything within a 20 foot radius. Some armies surrender to Peter personally after seeing one of these episodes, and soon seeing either any Pevensie on the front lines in their harnesses is enough to drop morale in enemy lines.
All Pevensies are combat specialists. All of them are killers. All of them are dangerous, despite the luxurious castles and golden crowns. They have the best teachers in the country, and it doesn’t take long for either of them to surpass them. They are respected, yes, but also feared. Peter wants it to stay that way, to have it known that the day you decide to hurt a Pevensie is your last on earth. All of them are brilliant with their weapons of choice.
Edmund dual wields, because this is the way that Oreius has taught him. Even though he lacks the core strenght needed to wield two large broadswords like his teacher, he makes up for it with superior speed, technique, and creativity. Since Jadis stabbed him with that blade, he never forgot its lessons: attack the weak spots. Distract and dispatch. Don’t stay stationary. He emulates her style, trusting that his speed and skill, rather than a shield, will protect him.
He’s the most skilled Pevensie, out of the four. The best swordsman. Peter and Lucy will kill you, but if Ed is in a cruel mood, he will make you suffer both at the end of his wits and at the end of his blades.
Soon it becomes a joke that Edmund knows more ways to kill than he does words in the English language. The longer they stay, the more this becomes true. And it’s not just because Edmund is forgetting English.
Peter is a classic duelist, at his peak. No one stands a chance against him in a 1v1 duel, but Edmund is better at dealing with multiple enemies, which is why he’s considered a better swordsman. Often Peter will handle the specialized troops in an enemy army, such as giants, ogres and evil centaurs. He is also known for accepting duels against champions, eager to spare as many men as he can. He’s never lost.
As the face of the army, he is the man the troops rally behind. The strenght of Narnia, its pride. The king the troops look to, even when they listen to Edmund . He’s learned how to use both shield and sword in unison until it is a smooth combination of defense and attack not even experienced soldiers can put a dent in. He makes sure to protect Edmund from arrows, too. He’s the one, apart from Susan, that gets hurt the least.
Peter gets underrated as a soldier because of the brilliance of his brother next to him, who uses flashy moves and stunning strikes. But he is more feared for a simple reason: every movement has a purpose, and that purpose is to kill you. While Edmund the Just might decide to spare your life, Peter has no such qualms on the field of battle. He is magnificent in his valor, but in his deadliness, too. He will always accept a surrender, no matter how early or late into the fight, but enemies learn to do it early.
Fighting Peter usually means there are no ‘laters.’
His reputation as Witch Killer is inflated, as he didn’t actually kill her. But he, too, learned a lot from fighting her: protect yourself. Stalling gets you killed. Always attack. While Edmund copied her fighting style, Peter became the antidote to her way of combat. Few would dare to wager on the outcome of a duel between the two brothers, but Peter himself would say Edmund beats him. Both agree the fight would be a spectacle for the ages.
Peter is the strongest out of the siblings. Halfway through the Golden Age he can kill with a single blow when in full armor, and he’s able to shrug off hits from far bigger opponents because he rolls with them so well. He usually aims for the throat, but when he hits something else it always breaks bone. Enemies compare the impact to being hit by a rhino. Few are able to fight again. If not for being permanently crippled, then for their fear overwhelming them when they see the red lion on his chest.
The one thing all armies learn to avoid when the High King steps on the field of battle is hurting a Pevensie. Only a handful of soldiers have survived the onslaughts those moments birthed. None of them still had the ability to walk.
Lucy is not allowed to fight in wars, at first. That is, until both the boys are away on campaigns and a squad of spies kills its way into Cair Paravel in the night.
Lucy wakes up at midnight, startled. As soon as she discovers the bodies of the kitchen staff, she picks up an old blade from Peter along with her dagger.
The next morning, Susan finds Lucy in a pool of blood. None of the is her own, and both her weapons are still wet. The men have been decimated, body parts littering the floor of their throne room.
After this the boys decide to teach her warfare. They cannot keep her safe forever, and they will not wait for a more capable crew of assasins or a raid.
Lucy is a useful addition in battle, her bravery and knack for tactics often proving pivotal in winning. She can hit anything with her dagger, and when fighting, she transforms into a tornado of fury. Out of the four, she is the most elegant, never moving too early, always finding gaps through armor. She cuts through soldiers like a scythe through hay, men already dead before realizing they’ve been killed. The combination of her small knives with her low centre of gravity means she is almost impossible to predict and much harder to defend against.
Impressed by her combat style, the great cats teach her a few special tricks. She uses them to prank her brother and to lead a small unit of diminuitive warriors to enourmous succeses. Soon it is an honour to serve in Queen Lucy’s guard, but she will only take warriors below 5'5. It fills those serving in it with pride, their size an advantage for the first time. They are considered the commandos, those tasked with carrying out the special operations. At the end of the Golden Age, Lucy’s military record nearly matches that of Edmund and Peter. Her banners carry lions.
Susan is called the Gentle, but that is only because she is not known as a warrior. Susan dislikes war and will only fight when absolutely necessary.
Any man willing to assume that that means she cannot fight and is therefore easily abducted, violated or killed finds himself stabbed in the crotch and shot in the chest, however.
Susan can fíght. Sometimes the talent she has for it scares her. When the Narnians call her the best archer in the country, she doesn’t glow with pride like she usually would. War is the last tool to a diplomat, and she regrets every time she has had to use it.
Susan prefers to kill from a distance, never comfortable with the intimacy of seeing the life seeping out of a body. They call her Gentle, not because of her inability for violence, but her distaste for it.
Because of this, some believe foolishly the Archer Queen would not be effective point blank and try to kill her from up close. They meet their end in a variety of horrible ways. When the situation calls for it she is a nightmare in close combat. Having a collection of knives, darts and stars on her, she is deadly with and without a bow. She wears the least amount of armour, however. Both Edmund and Peter have taken blades that would have put her down. They always complain about it later while Lucy bandages their wounds and bruises, but in their eyes she sees a fierce loyalty that tells Susan exactly how much they are willing to give. She never wears more armour, though, not even after repeated pleas from the brothers.
Able to fire her bow at any range and capable of making any shot, she is the most targeted royal, as she provides her brothers with cover that allows them to wreak havoc, even when they need to guard her life closely. Because of this, she often has the most victims, too.
When properly pissed off, all traces of the diplomat disappear. An angry Susan is a rare sight, and during the entire Golden Age, it only happened twice.
Both times, there was not a single survivor, only a forest of arrows.
Susan usually fights on the defensive. She’s the most conservative of the four, and she finds infinite ways to make her arrows last, recycling them as she piles up the bodies.
She is the best shot in the country. Her sharp eyes don’t solely serve her during negotiations. Queen Susan doesn’t miss things, they say. Few know that this includes targets.
This, too, is part of what they lose when they go back to England: their keen instincts were honed in practice rooms and fields of battle, and there is no use for it during the war. Even High King Peter would be not much more efficient than a normal footsoldier in WOII, despite his talents. The fact they cannot serve their country like they did back home gnaws at all of them.
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