Romeo || Edmund Pevensie

I Feel Free

There are such places so magical that they can hardly be believed. When those places touched, and the walls keeping them together began to thin, it allowed people to pass through and experience the wonder of both worlds. Whilst never truly experiencing one world, Aramis could strongly say that Narnia was special. There was nowhere else like this, not ever, and he thought it a privilege to live there during both its golden age, and afterwards.

Perhaps he had become complacent in his role, happy enough to live, and not to serve. He felt like he had seen and felt it all; there was nothing else but Edmund, but that was enough to keep going in the way that he was required.

Some of his best times had been spent with Edmund and his siblings. He knew that he was lucky to have known them. A rarity his people weren't often accustomed to. There was far too much to do when they were together, and he could never replace those times. Not now, not ever.

In all of his years, he had felt free. There was never a moment when he felt time creeping up on him until now.

They were stood upon the boat when they saw the waters clear, and became the most beautiful shade of blue. It was serene, and calm, and for once, it was a privilege to be stood upon the decks of the Dawn Treader, because there was nothing attempting to kill them. But when the waters were straight, that was when they saw them.

A valley of white lilies covered the ocean top, mimicking the most beautiful of fields, and became something that even the most experienced of botanists jealous. There was nothing so pure in all of Narnia, and that was when they all knew. This was where they would travel to Aslan's Country, and all would be put right.

Things were coming to an end. There was something in the air which told Aramis this as they brought out a singular longboat. This was the last time everything would be this way.

     The Kings and Queen, along with their cousin, Reepicheep and Aramis gathered on the boat, and it didn't take very long for them to set off. Caspian and Edmund were rowing, and the oars hit the lilies, so they danced around in the water. It was beautiful, and encapsulating.

     "So what was it like when Aslan changed you back?" Edmund asked Eustace, softly.

     They had all wanted to know, but it was an odd thing to ask. Aslan was the most sacred, and they were but mortals. It didn't feel right, but to be kept in the dark felt much worse.

     "No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't do it myself." Eustace began, tentatively. He'd yet to comprehend what had happened, and this was his chance. "Then he came towards me. It sort of hurt, but it was a good pain. You know, like when you pull a thorn from your foot."

     It was relief. A childhood pain. Something that Aramis was never able to experience. He didn't technically have a childhood. That wasn't what bothered him, it was that he never experienced the pain. He didn't understand the things they did.

     "Being a dragon wasn't all bad." He continued, seamlessly. "I mean, I think I was a better dragon than I was a boy, really. I'm so sorry for being such a sop."

  "It's okay, Eustace." Edmund replied, smiling in the same way that he did when he was most content. "You are a pretty good dragon."

     They chuckled in response, like a chorus. It was the most unified they had ever been, and it couldn't have come at a better time. Only moments later, Reep called from the front of the boat, as he was acting as their lookout.