This is just a collection of Narnian imagines ranging from imagines to preferences. Mostly going to be Edmund Pevensie. Some Peter and some Caspian imagines too. Enjoy!
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Imagine: You're a Narnian Princess and you're out in the woods when Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy have entered Narnia. As you're out trying to find you're way through the forest you sit down on a log to rest. Peter thinks you're beautiful so he gets up and says hello.
Plot by @meghan1417 (social network n/a)
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You had been in the forest for hours now just trying to find Cair Parvail. The palace itself was long gone, but you wanted to see the place as it could've been all those years ago. You sighed as you sat down a log, completely defeated. You hummed a tune as a breeze blew your (y/h/c) hair around.
"Hello." A blonde boy said, coming out from behind a log.
You screamed and then fell off your log. What the hell was this beautiful human being doing in a forest hiding behind a log. He rushed over immediately to help you.
"Miss I'm so sorry to have frightened you." He said, offered you his hand. You took it willingly.
"Peter I told you not to scare the poor girl." A girl with dark hair emerged with arrows on her back.
"Wait..." you said, "Are you THE King Peter of Narnia?"
"Yes, actually." He answered.
"I've read about you. And you must be Susan." You smiled at the girl.
"Why yes I am." She smiled back.
"Where are Edmund and Lucy?" You asked.
"Here." King Edmund said getting up from behind the same log, followed by Lucy.
"This is impossible..." You said dazed.
"How long has it been since the Golden Age?" Peter asked.
"Over 1,000 years." I answered.
"Now that's impossible." Edmund said.
"Hardly. Time passes quickly in Narnia." You explained.
"So who are you?" Susan asked.
"Queen (y/n) of Narnia. I'm 18 and was crowned Queen by default. I ran away to Debussy, a kingdom just outside of Cair Parvail. And they crowned me Queen before the Dark Time began. But I haven't had much power to do anything." You explained.
"(y/n), I promise you that I'll help you no matter what it takes." He took my hands in his.
"Thank you." I smiled.
"Whatever lover boy. Let's get going." Edmund rolled his eyes and began walking.
You laughed as Peter's cheeks turned a bright shade of red. And you wondered of the future and how you're attraction to Peter would end. But all you knew now was that you liked the High King of Narnia a lot better in person.
