it’s ODD to leave the scrubb household after over two years — two years since he's been to NARNIA last as well. that last goodbye still stings , HEAVY on his heart — he was a KING , a grown-up in a boy’s body for so long but the promise of return to narnia kept him TOGETHER until it was taken from him.
the train to london moves slowly , TOO SLOWLY to his liking. despite the anxiety , he’s impatient to see peter again — PROPERLY see him again. mostly he wants ANSWERS. are you running away from me and lu — or just any reminder of what we were ?
as he walks through the streets to peter’s living space , a sickly feeling fills his heart. there were times , when they were KINGS , when they were OLDER , when peter and him were thick as thieves. after peter walked out of narnia for the last time though , edmund felt a SHIFT — only two years later as he did the same did he feel like he understood.
he stands at the foot of the stairs of his brother’s building for what feels like HOURS. student housing — he will join one soon as well. he stops a short mousey girl ; peter pevensie , he asks , which dorm ? her SMILE as she answers reminds him of another time , another place — the court fawning over their high king peter the magnificent , DASHING with his blonde hair and blue eyes. soon , he stands in front of the door in the cramped corridor.
a KNOCK , a PAUSE , BLUE EYES. he feels thirteen again , looking up to his big brother , feeling like a fool for his own mistakes and not supporting him as he should have.
🙶 hey. place’s just FIT for a KING , innit ? 🙸
