Title: Men of Honor
Author:
bedlamsbard
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia movieverse
Rating: PG-13
Summary: "You could stay here," he suggests. Peter/Glozelle, PC missing scene.
Disclaimer: The Chronicles of Narnia and its characters, situations, settings, etc., belong to C.S. Lewis. Some characters, situations, settings, etc., belong to Walden Media.
Author's Note: I believe it was
realpestilence who pointed out that Glozelle was exactly Peter's type, and encouraged this madness.
"Where exactly are you planning to go?"
Glozelle turns around slowly. Peter of Narnia is standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest and his chin tilted up, his gaze cool and sharp.
"Archenland or Calormen, perhaps," he says. "They always need soldiers."
"Some things never change," Peter observes.
"I suppose not."
The boy king -- and he is a king, more so than Miraz, Caspian IX, or their father had ever been -- pushes himself off the doorframe and steps forward. There's suddenly a sheathed sword in his hand, a Telmarine one. The door closes behind him.
"You could stay here," he suggests. "Stay in Narnia. Caspian could use a man like you."
"Not a man like me," Glozelle says. "I have been with Miraz for too long, I think. I cannot stay in Narnia."
"Then I suppose you'll want this," Peter says, and holds out Glozelle's sword, hilt-first.
Glozelle steps forward and wraps his fingers around the scabbarded blade, but doesn't take the sword. "You trust me with a blade?" he asks. "Why?"
"You're a man of honor," Peter says simply, and lets go.
Glozelle draws the sword and drops the scabbard. He puts the tip of the blade agaisnt Peter's throat. "Are you so sure?"
The High King regards him calmly over the blade. "Yes," he says, and presses forward until the sword creases his throat and two drops of blood bead up. He raises one hand and pushes the blade aside, approaching until he and Glozelle are within kissing distance of each other.
"You're not going to kill me, General," he says, and then he reaches up and curves one hand around the back of Glozelle's neck, pulls his head down to press their mouths together.
Glozelle's too shocked to respond at first, but he opens his mouth after that instant and kisses Peter back. The boy king kisses like he's done this before and done it often, and while he's doing so he pries Glozelle's fingers from his sword-hilt and lets the blade clatter to the floor, forgotten. Glozelle turns them around, jerking at the edge of Peter's shirt and walking him backwards to the bed.
Afterwards, Peter stretches languorously, arching his back like a cat. He's naked and unashamed in his skin as he leans down and reaches for his trousers.
Glozelle watches him from the bed. Peter's skin is smooth and unscarred, the flawlessness of youth marred only by the still-fresh bruises from the battle. There's an old scar on his left arm, just over the muscle, and marks on his knuckles, on his face -- less than any cadet his age would have. The age he looks -- not his real age.
Glozelle knows that very well now.
He gets up and begins to dress. Peter leans down and picks up his discarded sword-belt, buckling the red leather on over his hips. There's a blood stain on his collar. Glozelle sits on the edge of his bed and pulls on his boots.
Peter picks up his fallen sword, sheathes it, and holds it out towards Glozelle.
He doesn't take it.
"This changes nothing," he says. "I will not stay in Narnia, not for Caspian."
"I don't expect it to," Peter says calmly.
"If you were to take the throne --" Glozelle begins without thinking, then stops.
Peter gives him a sweet, sad smile. "I don't think I can," he says. "But I appreciate the thought."
He keeps holding out Glozelle's sword, his arm unwavering. When Glozelle doesn't take it, he lays it down on the bed beside him. "Think about it," he says. "Caspian's about to be thrown to the hounds. He needs someone he can trust."
"That someone isn't me," Glozelle says.
"It could be," Peter says.
"I don't think so."
"Then good luck," he says, and leans down to kiss Glozelle again. Then he leaves and shuts the door behind him.
Glozelle stays where he is for a long time, looking at his sword. He can still taste the High King's kiss on his mouth when he rises and begins packing.
Author:
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia movieverse
Rating: PG-13
Summary: "You could stay here," he suggests. Peter/Glozelle, PC missing scene.
Disclaimer: The Chronicles of Narnia and its characters, situations, settings, etc., belong to C.S. Lewis. Some characters, situations, settings, etc., belong to Walden Media.
Author's Note: I believe it was
"Where exactly are you planning to go?"
Glozelle turns around slowly. Peter of Narnia is standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest and his chin tilted up, his gaze cool and sharp.
"Archenland or Calormen, perhaps," he says. "They always need soldiers."
"Some things never change," Peter observes.
"I suppose not."
The boy king -- and he is a king, more so than Miraz, Caspian IX, or their father had ever been -- pushes himself off the doorframe and steps forward. There's suddenly a sheathed sword in his hand, a Telmarine one. The door closes behind him.
"You could stay here," he suggests. "Stay in Narnia. Caspian could use a man like you."
"Not a man like me," Glozelle says. "I have been with Miraz for too long, I think. I cannot stay in Narnia."
"Then I suppose you'll want this," Peter says, and holds out Glozelle's sword, hilt-first.
Glozelle steps forward and wraps his fingers around the scabbarded blade, but doesn't take the sword. "You trust me with a blade?" he asks. "Why?"
"You're a man of honor," Peter says simply, and lets go.
Glozelle draws the sword and drops the scabbard. He puts the tip of the blade agaisnt Peter's throat. "Are you so sure?"
The High King regards him calmly over the blade. "Yes," he says, and presses forward until the sword creases his throat and two drops of blood bead up. He raises one hand and pushes the blade aside, approaching until he and Glozelle are within kissing distance of each other.
"You're not going to kill me, General," he says, and then he reaches up and curves one hand around the back of Glozelle's neck, pulls his head down to press their mouths together.
Glozelle's too shocked to respond at first, but he opens his mouth after that instant and kisses Peter back. The boy king kisses like he's done this before and done it often, and while he's doing so he pries Glozelle's fingers from his sword-hilt and lets the blade clatter to the floor, forgotten. Glozelle turns them around, jerking at the edge of Peter's shirt and walking him backwards to the bed.
Afterwards, Peter stretches languorously, arching his back like a cat. He's naked and unashamed in his skin as he leans down and reaches for his trousers.
Glozelle watches him from the bed. Peter's skin is smooth and unscarred, the flawlessness of youth marred only by the still-fresh bruises from the battle. There's an old scar on his left arm, just over the muscle, and marks on his knuckles, on his face -- less than any cadet his age would have. The age he looks -- not his real age.
Glozelle knows that very well now.
He gets up and begins to dress. Peter leans down and picks up his discarded sword-belt, buckling the red leather on over his hips. There's a blood stain on his collar. Glozelle sits on the edge of his bed and pulls on his boots.
Peter picks up his fallen sword, sheathes it, and holds it out towards Glozelle.
He doesn't take it.
"This changes nothing," he says. "I will not stay in Narnia, not for Caspian."
"I don't expect it to," Peter says calmly.
"If you were to take the throne --" Glozelle begins without thinking, then stops.
Peter gives him a sweet, sad smile. "I don't think I can," he says. "But I appreciate the thought."
He keeps holding out Glozelle's sword, his arm unwavering. When Glozelle doesn't take it, he lays it down on the bed beside him. "Think about it," he says. "Caspian's about to be thrown to the hounds. He needs someone he can trust."
"That someone isn't me," Glozelle says.
"It could be," Peter says.
"I don't think so."
"Then good luck," he says, and leans down to kiss Glozelle again. Then he leaves and shuts the door behind him.
Glozelle stays where he is for a long time, looking at his sword. He can still taste the High King's kiss on his mouth when he rises and begins packing.
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Date: 2008-12-01 01:28 am (UTC)Also pretty and poignant and sad...
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Date: 2008-12-01 05:02 pm (UTC)And Peter, well, Peter's just very...Peter-like.
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Date: 2008-12-01 01:46 pm (UTC)Good god. WANT.
:mutter: Oh well. At least my Peter kept Glozelle, so there's always the possibility of it happening at some undefined point in the future. Also, Glozelle made it very clear to himself and everyone else that he refuses to explain why he swore absolute fealty to Peter that fast. (Pevensies somewhere behind that and Caspian not at all)
:thoughtful: what we really need now is Peter and Glozelle sparring. Because that wouldn't constitute foreplay for both of them. honest.
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Date: 2008-12-01 05:08 pm (UTC)Mmm, Peter and Glozelle sparring.
(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-01 08:06 pm (UTC)Well, since Peter offers it up casually because he's bored, and Glozelle is seriously wary since he's seen peter fight, and knows he's damn fast. However, he think he'll do better than Miraz because Miraz was over-confident and let's face it, not as good as glozelle (as well as being out of practice, Miraz hadn't done much but spar in years). On the other hand, he's seen Peter and Edmund practicing, and Peter has been getting faster and nastier as each day passes. (as have they all)
(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-01 09:04 pm (UTC)And then they realize that Edmund and Lucy have gotten together a crowd, and there's some serious betting going on. Also, Caspian flails a little bit about whether or not this is proper, and Susan grins at him and says, "Don't worry, Peter won't hurt him. Much."
But there's more riding on it than just Peter or Glozelle's pride; a lot of it comes down to Telmarine/Narnian rivalry, and it's an even more intense version of the Peter/Miraz duel. Which is why Caspian is freaking out; he realizes this. The Pevensies do too, but they're more confident in Peter.
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Date: 2008-12-02 01:09 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-02 01:44 am (UTC)And it's nasty. (I have personal canon Glozelle's background: noble bastard, mostly common-born and raised until his mother died and he got taken in by the guard, fought his way up through the ranks with Miraz's patronage -- Miraz focused on this scrappy kid who was willing to fetch and carry for the guard and got him into cadet training. Glozelle is very uncomfortable with the fact that he owes everything he's got to Miraz -- he earned it but Miraz gave him the chance to earn, and he's never been sure how much of it is his own doing and how much of it is Miraz's. Anyway, the point of this is that Glozelle learned how to fight dirty early on.)
There's a lot of cheering, catcalling -- early on Glozelle is worried that there are going to be fights, but almost immediately he knows he can't spare the time to think about that. But he and Peter are going after each other like it's life or death, and they're not sure afterwards who drew first blood, but Peter wins. Barely. And then he laughs and offers Glozelle a hand up and says something about wine.
(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-12 03:17 am (UTC)I think this duel between Peter and Glozelle is an excellent way for everyone to let off steam without fighting *each other*, which is good; and to give them a clear look at the High King, so they know who not to mess with, reinforcing that he's on Caspian's side (as far as they know, not being privy to private quarrels,heh).
After the duel is over, Peter should make a comment to Edmund about how he "lasted *almost* as long as you, Ed". They *are* sparring partners and have been for many years-you don't think they *both* wouldn't have picked up some mad skillz, do you? :)
It's too bad that Miraz isn't old enough to be Glozelle's father (noble bastard, you say?)...then there'd always be this niggling little doubt in the back of his mind, maybe both their minds. Damn! Good plot bunny euthanized by movie!canon! *glares*
(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-12 03:58 am (UTC)I suppose there's always the chance that Glozelle could be Miraz's brother. (And by extension, Caspian's uncle.)
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Date: 2009-03-22 05:34 pm (UTC)I love the idea of Glozelle being a bastard younger brother. We don't know about Miraz's parents, so for all we know, they could have been raised to socialize together and consider each other family, though unequal. (For instance, King Henry the whatever was fond of and close to his son Gregory, I believe was the name-Richard and John's father. If he'd been able to, he'd have put that son on the throne.)
A legitimate noble whose family had fallen on hard times wouldn't have had the...mmm, nerve *or* persuasion to stand up to Miraz in a rage, or have him listen/not kill Glozelle in anger. There's *history* there, which is why it's so hard for Glozelle to turn against his king-like him or not.
Hey-what if Glozelle was Miraz's illegitimate brother on their *mother's* side? So he'd not be royal, no danger of usurpation or anything...just a LOT of discomfort and yet undeniable ties. *muses*
Which would help explain why Glozelle isn't closer to Caspian-they're not related-and yet...yet he's aware the boy *should* be king, and...and...
Caspian, of course, would be oblivious to all these undercurrents, though he might wonder from time to time why Glozelle gets away with stuff that *he* never could...*muses more*
I meant to answer this a LONG time ago, heh. :D
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Date: 2009-03-22 06:44 pm (UTC)Hmmm, yes to Glozelle having the balls to stand up to Miraz, because he's one of the few nobles there that does so, and he's the most open about it. I wonder -- if the lords wanted Miraz dead, and more or less wanted Caspian dead too -- who they were going to put on the throne?
Glozelle? Thinking he could be easily manipulated?
(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-05 08:44 pm (UTC)WHAT A FOX
when peter was stretching unashamed in his skin, i initially filtered out 'afterwards' and was like, "what? why are they dressing!? this is no way to have sexings! D-:" and then i realized what was going on.
omg. glozelle is totally my man. edmund is too mindfuckery and peter is too hack&bash (both good for a romp in the sheets, but you know) but a man like a glozelle, i can sink my teeth into. mmmmmmmmm.
(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-05 10:29 pm (UTC)glozeeeeellllle. man needs more love, seriously.
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Date: 2008-12-12 12:50 am (UTC)He's got intensity, smarts, and skills, without veering too far in any direction, well-balanced, right?
Therefore,we need a threesome. OH,YES! Peter calls in some reinforcement for his seduction, appealing to *both* sides of his nature! YESSSSS....!