Peter/Narnia/You OT3, whahey! There's much that's deliciously charming about this, but before I get to that: something that really came through strong for me in this is that this is a Peter far from grace, and I sort of love that this is happening through the darkness part of the night, and ends with the dawn, and with Narnia's stirring and the beginnings of Peter turning to Aslan. The weaknesses of Peter and his boyishnesses and oh! he is only human for all that he is, also, at one and the same time the High King. Made of pain and duty. Pain, duty and awesome.

OK, other stuff:
Peter snatches up his sword, letting the scabbard slide off in a practiced flick that sends it flying to the other side of the room
Dude. DUDE. That is just plain SEXY. (And I'm just plain weird. Yes, we know. Move along.)

Around the corridor scene there's really a marvellous congruity of Peter and Caspian - the use of the phrase "amateurs" being one of the strongest elements - that echoes on through the disastrous interrogation. It's a quiet and distant congruity, suggesting that any true synchronicity or similarity is a long way off, but it is there in potentia and I love that.

This does not get in the way of how much I love the shovel (AHAHAHA), and Peter not even noticing Caspian's twitch. (Yes. A long way off.)


You did really well with this, shoving facets and details and building something greater than its individual components. Love the way you put them together. Damn good work. *G*