Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia
Summary: Peter has a sleepless night and falls into his habit of considering.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by C. S. Lewis, various publishers including but not limited to Harper Books and Harper Trophy Books. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Peter Pevensie rolled over and suppressed a groan. Breathing heavily, he once again tried to lose himself in the sweet, unconscious peace that sleep could bring to him. Perhaps sleep was not the only thing which could bring ever-welcomed relief, though. A swift, hard knock upside the head would most likely do the trick as well.
Peter’s attempts failed and he was finally forced to admit the unwanted truth: he was awake and there was nothing he could do about it. He was tempted to slide out of bed and go downstairs for a book, but Edmund was asleep and there were far too many creaky boards in the bedroom they shared for Peter to even consider making a clean get-away without waking his younger sibling.
“Jolly rotten way to trap a fellow in his own bed,” Peter whispered, cursing the treacherous floorboards and his own muscled weight as the unspoken words “and with his own thoughts” floated over him. He crossed his arms and leaned back against the curved bedpost at a slant, one of his knees sticking out in an odd angle.
Peter was always considering. He considered his considering a nasty habit and even tried to break it a few times, but the impulse was embedded into his nature and he couldn’t resist. The urge to analyze, to reflect, to consider was stronger than his own will. At any rate, he considered it to be.
Peter could consider anything. Leaning against the solid mass of his oak bed in an awkward position, a crick creeping into his shoulders, he tilted his head back and considered.
Whatever he considered, however often his mind wandered the paths of memory and myth, his thoughts always flowed in the same familiar patterns.
Patterns considering who he was. Patterns considering the ones he loved.
The Son of Adam, King Peter the Magnificent, High King of Narnia and Emperor of the Lone Islands, Defender of the Peace, Friend and Brother of all Narnians who are True and Loyal to the Great Lion Aslan.
Brother of the Daughter of Eve, Queen Susan the Gentle, She who is no longer a Friend of Narnia.
The same Susan who lost her innocence and life the moment she denied Narnia. The same Susan he would always respect, Narnian or no. The same Susan he would always love with all the pieces of his broken heart.
Peter felt a tear fall down his face, leaving a wet trail to glisten in the moonlight and he considered.
If regret was liquid, Peter would have drowned a long time ago.
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