𝙸𝚁𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴. ➪ 𝙴. 𝙿𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚎

𝚜𝚒𝚡

Phillis, Tommy and the Pevensies were given some of Caspian's spare clothes. The two girls seemed to drown in the cloth as they were designed for Caspian, who was tall and muscular not short and slim. Tommy was ridiculously tall anyway, so he fit in them fine. The trousers were perhaps too big on Edmund, but that was all.
Phillis and Edmund hadn't spoken much. Edmund was convinced that she was too busy 'getting to know' Tommy to write a letter or two to him, her boyfriend. The fact that he'd found her with him, showing as much skin as she was, certainly didn't help her case. Whereas Phillis was convinced that Edmund had returned to his old, childish ways that he grew out of during their first trip to Narnia. Which worried her, as one night when they were ruling Narnia, he'd asked her why she'd pushed him out of the way and gotten stabbed instead.

Like most nights, Edmund crept into Phillis' chambers. He climbed in next to her, kissing her lightly. Cobalt lay by the window, not even stirring in his slumber. She smiled, running a hand through his soft hair. "Eddie," she whispered, sitting up and breaking the kiss.
"You don't mind, do you?" he asked, guilt surfacing in his eyes.
"Of course not," she laughed, kissing him. "I look forward to your visits."
"You do?" he said, slightly shocked.
"Yeah. It's the only time I get to touch you," the words sent shivers down Edmund's spine.
He smirked, pulling her on top of him. She stifled a delightful giggle, not wanting to wake dear Cobalt.

She lay in his arms, half an hour later. They were breathing heavily and sweating. He ran his fingers along the white scar on her hip. "Why did you push me out of the way?" he whispered.
"I guess that when you were rescued, and I saw you hugging Lucy and Susan and Peter I realised you weren't as selfish as I thought you were. But when you were gone, not having you around hurt me more than it did to have you around," she shrugged.
The nineteen year old smiled up at her. He kissed the scar lightly. "I suppose deep down I always liked you," she said. "I'm not quite sure why we even hated each other so much."
"I do remember on a number of occasions you saying I was the most irritable boy you'd ever met," he chuckled.
"Oh, don't get me wrong, you still are," she joked.
Edmund laughed, kissing her forehead before cuddling into her and falling asleep.

Phillis had told Tommy to wait outside whilst she entered a cabin with Caspian and the Pevensies. Phillis looked around in awe, for it felt like the only room with four walls and a roof she'd been in in hours. "Aslan," Lucy smiled, staring at the golden sculpted face of a lion, running a hand along the intricate workings of the mane.
Phillis looked at a painting on the wall of her and five others on horseback. It was clearly all six of the Kings and Queens of Old. Just looking at it made her long for a hug off of Elmer. "Look, Susan's bow and arrows," Lucy said, and sure enough, there they were.
"Lucy," Caspian said, holding a small box with her dagger and cordial inside.
"My healing cordial... and dagger," she grinned, she went to pick them up before stopping. "May I?"
"Of course, they're yours," Caspian nodded.
"Peter's sword," Edmund said. "And Elmer's."
"Yes. I looked after them, as promised," Caspian said. "Here, hold them if you wish."
"No, no. They're yours," Edmund said quickly.
Phillis couldn't hold it as it was her brother's. It always would be Elmer's.
"Peter and Elmer gave them to you," Phillis said, agreeing with Edmund.
"What am I to do with two swords?" Caspian smirked at Phillis.
"Well, Caspian, it is always better to have a back up," Phillis chuckled.
"Of course. I did save this for you, though," Caspian opened a cabinet, pulling something out.
He tossed Edmund's electric torch towards the boy, who caught it with ease.
"There goes my birthday present idea," Phillis muttered, earning a laugh from Lucy and Caspian.
"Thanks," Edmund smiled at Caspian.
Phillis looked away. She couldn't help but feel slightly disheartened at the fact that none of her treasured items had been saved. She turned away from the group to inspect the cabin further. "Don't look so upset, Phillis. Here," Caspian said, holding out her flute.
She smiled, thanking him as she took it off him. At least something had been salvaged. "And these," he smirked. "Do you really think that we would let Queen Phillis' Swords of North and South out of our sight."
She gasped, scooping up the belt, which had two sheaths on either side. "Oh, thank you!" she smiled.
She pulled one of the blades from its sheath, the sound electrifying every bone in her body. She'd missed it dearly. Edmund tried to hide the smile he'd developed after seeing Phillis get so excited.