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Posted: Jan 23 2012, 09:29 AM


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It had been a while since Corren had left the safety of the castle. But, he'd have to get over it sooner or later. He would be no help to the Muggles if he where to afraid to leave the protective barriers and face the world. Sure there was always going to be that fear of running into another death eater, but how was that different from any other day? Exactly, it wasn't

Corren prepared himself for the day. Got dressed in some basic Narnian Attire, quickly styled his hair, and slipped on a pair of boots. After slipping a satchel over his shoulder, and tucking his wand safely into his wand holster, he left his room and headed for the arrival courtyard.

After making a quick stop at the kitchen to load up on some general food items, he arrived at his destination with only one location in mind. The Stone Table. It was something of a symbol to the Narnians, and Corren had only briefly seen it once. Today though, he planned to actually, fully, take in the view of it. So, after making some quick chit chat with the guards on duty about how he was feeling, he spun off with a pop.

Moment later the boy reappeared at his intended location. What he found there though, was not at all what he expected...

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i know you had it sorted.Edmund was tired of waiting uselessly in the castle while others got to go around Narnia finding people and doing the more dangerous things. While he knew this was all for his own safety, he was bored and annoyed by it. Edmund was a King of Narnia! He wasn't going to sit idly by while his people were in danger. Even though he knew there wasn't much he could do against wizards or witches, he would do his best for the Narnians. And if that meant sneaking out of Cair Paravel to do a bit of scouting, so be it. He wasn't going to walk around Narnia though, that would take too much time to get anywhere, but he would do something. Ed got up early in the morning, and was planning to time it right when it was supposed to be the changing of the guards. They would probably be pretty angry later, but Ed didn't care for the moment. He had to get out of the castle. It was too stuffy and frustrating. He knew perfectly well that it was dangerous out there, and that he could be attacked just as easily as Susan had been, but he just didn't care at the moment. Peter could kill him later if he wanted to.Ed crept out in his armor, trying to keep silent as best as he could because armor wasn't exactly the easiest to be quiet in. He finally managed to get to the stables, where the talking horse who had become his close friend and companion named Phillip was dozing. Edmund smiled and carefully and gently woke him with a gentle touch. Edmund whispered, "Please Phillip. I need your help to get out of here for a while." Ed begged the horse quietly and desperately. He didn't think Phillip would refuse though, not only because he was a great friend of Ed's, but also because if Ed couldn't go out of Cair Paravel, he didn't get much of a chance either if at all, because he was Ed's companion and no one else was allowed to ride him. Phillip watched him with a sort of sleepy look, to which Ed responded by offering an apple. And shortly after that, it was agreed that Phillip would go with him. Edmund carefully and very quietly began to saddle him up, before leading Phillip out of the stable. It was right then that he saw the guards at the gate were heading to the guardhouse to switch with the relief.This was the time to act. Ed quickly brought Phillip to the gate, opened it, and hurriedly mounted. "Let's get out of here." He demanded, and shortly afterward they were galloping away, and Ed could hear a few cries of frustration and one voice above the rest saying, "Your majesty, please stop!" Ed just grinned and encouraged Phillip to go faster. The two of them galloped around for a while before they slowed up and tried to figure out where to go. And then they both sort of thought the same thing at the same time...the Stone Table. They had a pretty good understanding of each other, but it also helped that they had seen the stone table from the distance. The two of them galloped over there as fast as they could. Once there, Edmund dismounted and smiled at the chestnut horse. "Thank you Phillip. I think we both just had to get out for a bit." The two stood there for a moment, Ed about ready to sort of try to reach out to Aslan somehow. To ask how he could handle this situation, when he heard the pop that he had learn to associate with that thing the wizards called "apparating". His sword was out in an instant and he directed it at a blond boy who looked vaguely familiar although in his panic and surprise he couldn't recall why.{ tagged :: corren | words :: 655 | outfit :: here }made by ally of thesintax on livejournal
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Posted: Jan 23 2012, 04:48 PM


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The last thing Corren had expected when he arrive here, at the Stone table, was another lone royal. King Edmund was there, and after having heard the sound of Corren's apperation. Now brandishing a sword his his direction. Corren sighed. Oh wonderful.

Without a thought The blonde boy raised both his arms in surrender. He knew Magic would not help anything in this situation. Edmund was, after all, probably the one most against it of the four Pevensie siblings. Even worse with it than Susan. And Corren didn't want to do anything to make Edmund do something... drastic.

"You're Majesty?" Corren questioned, bowing very lightly as the sword in question was rather close to him at the moment. "Er.. Corren Cromwell." He said introducing himself, as if that, somehow, would help this situation at all. His arms where still raised, and otherwise very far away form his wand. A look that was sort of.. defeated on his face.

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i know you had it sorted.Edmund watched the boy suspiciously, especially careful of whether or not he reached into his pocket for the wand that they both knew he possessed. His heart was still racing at a rapid pace as he watched the blond in front of him raise his hands so that they were away from his wand. That was good. At least that way Ed didn't feel like he needed to do something crazy to stop him or something. Thankfully, once he got over his shock, it finally registered that this guy had been around the castle. There was more to it, but he could hardly focus on anything but the terror he had just felt. Edmund was still not accustomed to the idea that people could come and go with just the abrupt 'pop' sound that came with apparating. It really bothered him that they could do that. He knew he was incredibly cautious and over-thinking everything when it came to these newcomers, but he couldn't help it at all. He couldn't stop himself from doing it. Edmund sometimes wondered what Aslan might think of his behavior and then stopped.When he thought about Aslan he always felt a little bit guilty. Even though he had not done anything wrong since he had betrayed his siblings, he always felt like he was doing that anyway. Edmund was frequently worried about whether or not he truly was a suitable king for Narnia. After a relatively long pause, with Edmund simply staring at the guy in front of him, he finally lowered his sword and put it back in it's sheath. "Corren?" Edmund asked before it dawned on him why the name sounded familiar. "You're the one who saved my sister." Edmund blurted the fact and then blinked. He couldn't help but smile slightly, even though he felt rather stupid for having pointed his sword in his sister's savior's face. And then he remembered he hadn't actually introduced himself, even though it seemed pretty clear who he was."And as you've guessed, I'm King Edmund." He usually added his title "the just" with his introduction but somehow he didn't think it was fitting after pointing his sword in the guy's face. It just didn't feel right. And then Edmund remembered his companion. "Oh, and that horse over there is Phillip." He gestured to the chestnut who lifted his head and said, "Nice to meet you." Edmund nodded and let Phillip go back to grazing before he focused back on Corren. He had wondered a bit about the guy when he had heard of the attack. "I'm sorry by the way. You just...startled me a bit." Edmund quickly added, hoping that this wizard boy wouldn't be too offended or upset.{ tagged :: corren | words :: 456 | outfit :: here }made by ally of thesintax on livejournal
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Posted: Jan 23 2012, 10:51 PM


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Corren stood there in silence as the younger of the two kings of Narnia stared at him, sword drawn and pointed at him. He wasn't sure saying anything at the moment really do anything, so he just stayed quiet. Hands raised in obvious surrender.

Finally, he lowered his sword, and re-shealthed it. "Corren?" Edmund had asked, and Corren nodded, unable to say anything before he spoke again. His identity seemingly coming to the king. "You're the one who saved my sister." Edmund said.. or rather, sort of blurted. At this Corren lowered his hands, and let them fall to his side casually, tho the mere mention of the ordeal sort of made his want to cross his arms and shudder. Actually, he was almost sure he sort of flinched, even though he was trying hard not too. "I am." Corren said with a nod of confirmation.

"And as you've guessed, I'm King Edmund."

Corren nodded again. "Indeed your Majesty. It's a pleasure to officially meet you face to face." Corren said, making another bow ( something he would NEVER have done if he met a king of queen back home.. or would he?). He'd talked to Susan, and Peter in a one on one situation before, but not Edmund, or Lucy for that matter. But, never the less, he would keep the addressing of the king formal.

"Oh, and that horse over there is Phillip." Corren glanced over and nodded. "Likewise." He said returning the horses greeting. Since his arrival here, Corren had discovered that he didn't really fancy horses that much. The talking ones though, seemed to be easy to be around.

"I'm sorry by the way. You just...startled me a bit."

Corren however, shook his head. "No, it's all right. I understand that it can be sort of weird to have someone just.. sort of.. appear out of no where." Corren admitted. "Had I known you where here I might have popped up somewhere else and walked over." He added, glance around him cautiously... Was this really the time to lecture the young king on being out alone? Like he had with Susan before... Ok, let's not think about that. he told himself.

Looked back nervously at the King, he decided he would try one suggestion at least. "Er.. If your majesty doesn't object... That is to say. I know you probably are not very keen on magical protection... But... well, do you might if I cast a couple concealing spells around us? I really just.... I was going to stay here for a bit but... I really don't want to be out in the open..." Corren said, hesitation that the king may freak out on him clear in his voice. Wow, never in his life had he been less articulate. He hoped though, that Edmund wouldn't just shrug off or become angry over the idea. It was this, or lecturing the younger boy about being out in the open like this. The stone table was sort of on a raised area, making them completely ideal targets to any death eaters who might be looking for a bit of.. fun.


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Posted: Feb 4 2012, 11:54 AM


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i know you had it sorted.It was funny how Ed was meeting this guy when he really didn't want to talk to anyone. Not in an amusing way, but in a odd one. Edmund sort of wished they could've simply been introduced at the castle. He would have felt a lot safer that way. It wasn't as if he thought that Corren was truly a threat to him. As far as he could tell, the guy seemed trust worthy. But that was the thing. Seemed didn't necessarily mean he was. That was why Edmund was always very hesitant about letting in these magical students without a second thought. Now that he knew who Corren was, Ed couldn't help but feel a bit guilty for having pointed a sword in his face. This was the person who had saved his sister from harm. And Edmund had thanked him by being suspicious of him. Once he put his sword back in his sheath, he ran a hand through his hair as he tried to collect his thoughts. He wasn't doing a good job of it."I'm sure Pete's already said it, but I want to say...thank you. Thank you for protecting my sister." Ed spoke seriously and honestly. He wanted this wizard to understand just how important Su was to the family, not just to Narnia, and how relieved he had been to know someone had been there to keep her safe. Not that he actually said all of that in words. But he figured this Corren person would understand anyway. It wasn't so easy for Ed to thank a wizard for saving his sister, so that made it all the more important for him to say it once and have the boy understand completely. Ed didn't know if he'd be able to bring himself to thank him again. Just because it was hard enough knowing that Ed hadn't been able to be around to protect his sister. That was a hard reality to face. Which was why he had come to the stone table with Phillip. He needed to think, and even though Aslan wasn't here, he wanted to try to reach out to him.Edmund smiled politely in response to Corren's words. Polite seemed to be the best thing to be in these circumstances. After all, Corren was being friendly. And even though Ed didn't feel like he could trust him just yet, it was nice that he was being polite and bowing even though Ed really wasn't his king. That was definitely nice of him. Ed appreciated that more than he expected to. Not that he showed it much on his face. He kept that polite but otherwise blank. "Likewise. I've heard a lot about you from Peter and Susan. I was curious as to when I'd get the chance to meet you." Now that the introductions were out of the way, Ed felt a bit better. A bit more relaxed. He was glad to know that this person was someone Susan and Peter seemed to trust. That made him feel a bit less guarded than he would otherwise. Any other witch or wizard would be met with much less trust or ease. They would probably still have him with his sword in hand, while not pointed at them.Ed watched Phillip for a moment, smiling at the talking horse just to let him know without saying anything that he could relax. If Ed wasn't feeling ready to talk to Corren comfortably, he would have given Phillip the signal to be ready to go at any moment. He didn't now though, because he figured he might as well try this whole trust thing his siblings were so capable of doing. Ed shrugged and smiled at Corren. There really was no predicting if a person was somewhere, at least not in Narnia's wild countryside. In Cair Paravel, sure, but that wasn't where they were. Still, he could hear the subtle hint that he wasn't supposed to be out there. Ed couldn't help but feel a little bit annoyed even though he knew Corren was right. He needed time to himself sometimes. "It's definitely weird. But I just...I needed space to think. I can't get that up at the castle." Ed explained a little, figuring this guy should understand why he was out there anyway. Still, he would warn him anyway. Ed was a king, he couldn't just be told to do whatever the hell others felt he should. If you want to lecture me about how I shouldn't be out here you can just leave now."Edmund raised his eyebrows at Corren and then glanced over at Phillip. He wondered what the talking horse would think about magical protection. As far as he was concerned, he would not accept that kind of protection unless he knew the person extremely well. He had a tremendous issue with magic, and everyone knew it. Until he knew and really trusted a witch or wizard, he would not allow anyone to protect him magically. Ed never let anyone tell his brother that though, because he knew Pete would be really angry at that. But Ed just couldn't let people use magic on him in any way. He shook his head at Corren, even though he knew the wizard would probably think him an idiot for refusing. Ed just couldn't let anyone use magic around him. Not now, not in a long while. "Thank you for offering, but I have to decline. 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"I'm sure Pete's already said it, but I want to say...thank you. Thank you for protecting my sister." Edmund told him and Corren nodded. He was pretty sure that this was the biggest thanks he was going to get from the young king. "You're Welcome, Sire." Corren answered. He wanted to say something like, how it was the least he could do, or that it was his pleasure.. but the whole ordeal, while he did not even the slightest bit regret it, had not exactly been pleasurable at all.

Corren nodded at Edmunds mention that he'd heard of Corren from Peter and Susan, and chose not to press the matter, even though he was curious as to what Susan might have mentioned about him.

It seemed now, that Edmund sense the things Corren had been saying between the lines of his speech. "If you want to lecture me about how I shouldn't be out here you can just leave now." Perhaps this young king thought he knew it all then? Perhaps he thought that he could dodge a bullet so to speak, by coming out here, after his own sister had nearly been tortured or killed. Whatever the case, he decided then he would not leave the king's side just yet. Yes, he did want to lecture the king, but what would that accomplish other than the king being cross with him? "Not at all." He said with a shrug.

Corren proceeded to mention, rather inarticulately about putting up a barrier. "Thank you for offering, but I have to decline." Well, he wasn't exactly offering, so much as asking if he would mind... Corren thought his brows pulling together. "I'm sorry, but I don't know you well enough to feel comfortable with you using magic near me."

He didn't know him well enough? And what, Corren wondered, would make him "known well enough"? Edmund's dislike for magic was far greater than Corren would have ever though, and this just proved it. "I wasn't asking permission to preform Magic." Corren noted. "But, if your majesty feels that strongly about it, I shall keep my wand holstered." He added. with a not and small bow again, it time with open arms, as if to say 'see look, not going to grab for my wand.'

Corren didn't want to stay here. Out in the open. With no enchantments to conceal them. But, now, it was even more imperative that Corren stay with Edmund. Follow him around until which time he chose to return to the safety of Cair Paravel. "I can't however, let you stay out here alone. Not in good conscience." Corren added more seriously.


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i know you had it sorted.It wasn't as if Edmund purposely put himself in harm's way or anything. No, he just had to get out of the castle for a change. Cair Paravel was filling with all these students from that school Hogwarts and it was really driving him crazy. While most of them seemed nice enough, they still worried him. Being out here in the fresh air and in the relaxing beauty of the country, Edmund could feel a lot more at ease. Despite the fact that he was standing at the place where he almost would have been killed at. And this place wasn't exactly safe now either. Ed knew it was a very open hill, but he needed a place to think and to try to reach out to Aslan somehow. So he felt it would only be fitting if he did so at the stone table. But now that Corren was around, he wouldn't be as comfortable trying to reach out to Aslan. The Hogwarts student would probably think he was crazy. Not that it would bother him too much, he didn't want to be stared at oddly for trying to call out to the great lion.Edmund felt quite a bit of respect for this guy, since he did do a good job under pressure apparently, finding a way to keep Susan safe. Yet somehow Ed still couldn't feel comfortable around him. His fear of magic was very strong, and while his reasons were justified, it also made him feel like somewhat of a coward. It was really hard for him to move past his fears though. The White Witch still haunted him in dreams sometimes, and he hated that. She would never stop tormenting him somehow. Which was precisely why he would avoid magic when he could. Ed was all tense and ready for Corren to disagree and give him a lecture similar to what Pete might give him, but was surprised when the boy chose not to. That helped him relax a little. Edmund really didn't need to deal with the reasons why he shouldn't be out there.Ed watched Corren carefully. He knew his aversion to magic was weird for most of the Hogwarts students, and downright stupid no doubt in this case, but he refused to allow magic to be used around him at this moment. It was just too much for him to handle currently. Maybe when he steeled himself better against his fear...but even then he wasn't sure he'd be able to. He couldn't help but frown a little at what Corren said at first. As far as Edmund could tell, yes the guy had been asking to use magic, but whatever. As long as he didn't actually do anything, Edmund would be alright. "I would appreciate that, thank you." He watched Corren cautiously, relieved when he saw that the guy wasn't reaching for his wand. That was definitely good. It made Ed feel less afraid to be near Corren, so that was a good sign. He knew it was stupid to be afraid of the guy who had saved his sister, but he was. He was scared of all magic users. As pathetic as that was.Edmund figured that would be the end of it. That this Corren would leave and go do whatever it was he liked to do. He couldn't help but look surprised at the boy's words. Corren was going to stay with him? Well that was definitely interesting. Weird, but Ed didn't mind it so much. Not that Ed really was alone. Phillip was actually a good companion, and had helped him out of many scrapes in the past. "Very well then, stay with me. Since you're here I might as well ask you...do you know much about the stone table?" Ed spoke calmly and tilted his head as he watched Corren curiously for a moment before he turned away and approached the stone table that was cracked in half. He reached out with one hand to touch the stone, closing his eyes as he remembered the terror that had filled him when the White Witch had laid claim to his life. Thanks to Aslan, Ed hadn't been forced to die right there.Instead Aslan had replaced him and then come back from the dead somehow. It was a confusing situation, but Edmund had never felt more guilty and ashamed than when he had learned this. While his sisters thought he didn't know, it really wasn't that hard to figure out. When people had said Aslan was dead, he just knew what had happened. Even though he was young, he wasn't stupid. "This is where I was supposed to die." He explained quietly, even though there really wasn't anyone near them at all. Ed just didn't want to say it any louder than he had to. "I came here to collect my thoughts and see if maybe somehow I could call out to Aslan. This situation with everyone coming into Narnia is out of control." Ed continued, figuring Corren could at least know why Edmund really wanted to be here. He genuinely believed his reason was justifiable, even though he knew his siblings would be mad at him when he returned to the castle anyway.{ tagged :: corren | words :: 878 | outfit :: here }made by ally of thesintax on livejournal
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Corren couldn't be sure exactly WHAT the young king was thinking now. After thanking him, or perhaps a better term was that Edmund sort of... Dismissed the issue. Then, Corren let him know he would be staying and Edmund seemed like he had expected Corren to leave. HAHA! Not today young sir! Corren thought casually.

"Very well then, stay with me." Edmund said, and Corren nodded."Since you're here I might as well ask you...do you know much about the stone table?" Edmund asked. Corren shrugged. "Not much really. Just that it's the place Aslan came back to life or something. Haven';t really gotten much into that bit of history yet." Corren told him.

The young King went on with his explanation. "
This is where I was supposed to die.
" He explained quietly, and Corren couldn't find anything to say. Edmund was supposed to DIE here? How did he miss THAT bit of history? And what exactly should he say to that? "I... I didn't know that." Was all he managed to say.

"I came here to collect my thoughts and see if maybe somehow I could call out to Aslan. This situation with everyone coming into Narnia is out of control." Ed continued,to this Corren nodded, unsure what else to do but agree with him. But was the situation really out of control? Corren had thought that things back at Cair Paravel where going rather smoothly. "Forgive me sire, but I thought you as rulers of this land where handling this rather well?" He said a bit questioningly, so as not to make it a statement, but also, not to judge the rulers..



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