Romeo || Edmund Pevensie

A Small Plot of Land

The Lone Islands had always belonged to Narnia, though they were one of the lesser visited colonies. The Pevensie's themselves had never travelled there, because their work, more often than not, resided in the main bulk of land belonging to the crown. First, the Lone Islands were under Peter's protection as their Emperor, but when he was no longer in charge of the land, it was passed over to Edmund with the majority of his other titles.

     When they came to the conclusion that the land they saw on the horizon really was the Lone Islands, they planned to use long boats to reach shore. Aramis did not ask questions; he didn't like the water, and would stay as far from it as he could manage. However, when he was boarding the long boat, where he would rest beside Lucy, he noticed the malcontent in Edmund's face.

     Being surrounded by so many men, it wasn't the most ideal place to ask, so he ignored it for the time being. Though, when they were finally given an uninterrupted chance to talk, he would bring it up. It wasn't often that the High King of Narnia was upset.

As they sailed across the short space it water, the sun began to set, with all of the beautiful blending colours overhead. It was hard to be upset when there was something like that in front of them. It also made that small journey more enjoyable, easier than it might have been without.

     The docks of the island weren't as welcoming as they might have hoped, and keeping the boats close to the foundations was difficult. Aramis found himself on the same vessel as the royals, for no particular reason, which meant he received more help getting on than he would have liked. But the sheer romanticism of their adventure from Reepicheep seemed to make the whole event sound like a dream.

  "Onward!" Cried the mouse. "The thrill of the unknown lies ahead!"

     When they docked, and the Pevensie's were taken from the boat first, Caspian was quick to follow. Aramis didn't like to make a show of himself, and though he didn't have the sea legs of the sailors, he liked to think he had some competency when it came to standing by himself. Though, Edmund sensed his disgruntlement, and offered him a soft hand.

     Sighing, the spirit took it, and offered a smile back. They didn't need to say anything to know that it was appreciated, especially when it stopped it all from being a big fuss around the others.

     "Couldn't this have waited till the morning?" Eustace complained from his place, still firmly planted in the boat. He had no intent on moving, and for the first time since meeting him, Aramis couldn't blame him.

  "There is no honour in turning away adventure, lad." Reepicheep warned him as he clambered onto the steps.

  "Listen." Lucy shushed them, calmly. And when they complied, they were met with a complete and utter silence. "Where is everyone?"

     Perhaps the lack of Narnian flags should have been more of a warning sign than it really was, but complete silence was what truly set off the alarm bells. Caspian understood this, and began stalking the steps up into the town centre, in hope they might find someone who could guide them the way they both wanted and needed. The others stalked behind him, their weapons bared.

"Aramis."

"Yes, my King?" The spirit faced him as they walked, slowly.

"Are you sure you won't carry a sword?" Edmund must have been quite worried, otherwise he never would have asked Aramis to do something that went so far past his boundaries. "I just... I don't want you to hurt yourself."