𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃 | ❝Hope is good, Hope will never disgrace, but make no mistake, Hope will hit you in the face!❞
In which the Just King becomes betrothed to a princess from a neighboring kingdom, only to fall in love with the prin...
WALKING IN THE WIND ii. WHEN THE HOPELESS MEETS HOPE
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THIS WAS A JOKE.
This, as in Edmund Pevensie's life, was a joke.
Albeit he had hardly lived, he had endured a lot, all ranging among different levels of insanity. For example, once he and his siblings had accidentally traveled to a faraway kingdom in the back of a wooden wardrobe. They eventually became kings and queens of the said kingdom, but only after they fought a witch and Edmund was nearly slaughtered for betraying his siblings for some Turkish Delights.
No, he wasn't kidding.
Aslan had actually died on Edmund's behalf to justify his betrayal. Of course, the lion was resuscitated, but Edmund always felt rather guilty afterward because he was later stabbed by the White Witch during the Battle of Beruna and nearly died anyway.
...Sorry, Aslan.
Everything Edmund had done in his life led up to this exact moment. It was daunting to think about. Everything you do now will have some sort of consequence or reaction several years later. He believed that was called the Domino Effect, which he'd read about recently before he ended up where he was right now: standing in the castle that housed a princess he would soon wed through the terms of an arranged marriage.
It was a long story. Peter had volunteered his poor brother to marry the Princess of Wysteria because his hands were tied as High King, making Edmund the best candidate for the occasion.
"Arranged marriages are all for display and the sake of treaties, Ed. It's the law of the land," Peter had explained. "Think of this as a good thing! It's certainly better than marrying a faun or a minotaur, isn't it?"
The brothers debated the matter for days. As much as Edmund didn't wish to marry a girl he didn't know, he didn't want to see an entire kingdom, one that had been loyal to Narnia for centuries, crumble. If they could help Wysteria, he felt that they should do what they could.
So, against his better judgment, Edmund agreed to the stupid marriage.
He had been under the impression that Wysteria's princess, his fiancée, would feel similarly to him concerning the situation, but after meeting Odette and discovering her excitement to marry him, he felt hopeless.
He supposed things could be worse. Princess Odette might've been spoiled and remarkably high-maintenance from what he had witnessed when she and her parents visited Narnia to discuss their situation, but she was a sweet girl nonetheless. Edmund shuddered at the thought of being stuck with an obnoxious princess for the rest of his life.
