Haunting - Edmund Pevensie

Part 24

A/N: *Nervous laughter* hiii, I'm back! Ugh I'm so sorry for the long wait I've just been so occupied, well I've not done anything all summer but I've just not been feeling like writing and I most definitely didn't want to force myself bc then I wouldn't be putting out decent work. Buttttt...

I PASSED ALL MY EXAMS!! 4 A's AND 1 B BABY!!!

But after a long wait, here is another part. I hope you enjoy and have a nice day!,:)

Fury bubbled within Edmund. He sat restlessly in his throne, with his older brother in his own, awaiting the arrival of the guards with some special guests.

A frown etched onto his angry face, he found himself pressing at the somewhat fresh cut on his lip, which reminded him of the events that occurred yesterday. He quickly pushed the thoughts out of his head, trying to not make himself more angry.

"Try not to get too mad, Ed. We need to handle this in a certain way." Peter said as if he could sense the anger radiating off of his younger brother.

"You know I can't promise anything, Pete. If they prove to be difficult then so will I." Edmund replied coldly, not even making any eye contact with Peter. He stared straight ahead, his eyes boring into the double doors.

"You know yourself about the threats she's given to Arkin. I will not have you starting anoth-" Peter stopped himself from finishing the sentence. He cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact with his brother as he also looked straight ahead. "I won't have you starting a war."

Edmund's nostrils flared at Peter's ignorance. "If they tell us that the only way to get Sasha back is to go to war then so be it." Edmund snapped his head to Peter. He glared at his unharmed face, recalling that Peter didn't even bother to help fight the telmarines to get Sasha. "You, Susan and Lucy have all had your happy ending. You have all been praised and mean something to our people. Yet, I'm still known as the Traitor King." Edmund's voice was harsh and cold.

He paused for a moment, leaving thick tension in the air. "I've put up with so much shit throughout the years, I still put up with it. I've created this person who people call the Dark King and I don't want that anymore. I want to be known for something bright and happy, and that's what Sasha gives me. So don't sit and imply that Sasha isn't worth to be fought for. She is my happy ending, Pete."

Peter stared at his brother, shocked by how Edmund has voiced these thoughts that have clearly been bugging at him for a while. Peter patted his brother's shoulder and gave him a small smile. "We'll do whatever it takes to get her back, even if it comes to war. But it would be great if we could try prevent it." This caused a breathy chuckle to escaped Edmund's mouth. Edmund simply nodded, happy that Peter agreed with him on something.

The double doors swung open, catching both Kings' attention. Adonis stalked in first, bowing immediately. "The Braxton's, my lords. As you requested." His deep powerful voice spoke before stepping further into the room. A stream of Narnian guards marched in, and in the midst was the Braxton family.

The only one brave enough to meet Edmund's lethal gaze was Lady Annabella. The smug look that was printed on her face made Edmund internally try compose himself from not slitting her throat.

The guards shoved the Braxton's, so they were on their knees at the bottom of the dais. Their arms bound in iron chains restricted them from going anywhere, not like they'd have a chance if they were unbound.

"I'm surprised that you'd even have the guts to show your faces." Peter's voice was cold, his head slightly raised as he looked down on them.

"Your guards gave us no choice." Deckard simply replied, keeping his gaze as far away from Edmund.