Edmund's breath caught and suddenly a new adrenaline rushed over him. He quickly stood up and jumped off the executioner's block. Before anyone realized what happened. He was already gone.

Peter swung around, he saw Edmund's retreating back go into a alley.

Suddenly the crowds went into chaos.

Peter slipped into the alleyway.

"Edmund! Ed!" Peter hissed. There was a clatter and then a mild curse.

"Language. Elora would murder you-"

"If she heard me. I know. It's not like she would have to. She would just have to show me to anyone else in the city, they'd be glad to get rid of me." Edmund mumbled. Peter raised an eyebrow and tried not to laugh.

"True, brother of mine." Peter snickered. Edmund smirked and leaned against a wall.

"I just want to go home." Edmund mumbled. He squeezed his eyes shut, Peter knew he was trying not to cry. "I want to go back to Narnia. I want to go back and see Elora, I want to see Arian and Eliazer. I was so afraid I wouldn't see them grow up. Then... Elora told me she kept having nightmares and I... and I." Tears leaked from his eyes.

"Edmund, you're okay. Elora... she'll be okay, eventually. You two can conquer the nightmares together."

It was silent for a moment. Then Edmund spoke up.

"We need to find Ilden's house. We need to help his family." He said, his voice cracked.

"I'm sure Elora can do that." Peter said. Edmund opened his eyes. His brown eyes met Peter's blue ones.

"I want to. They are orphans now. We need to help them." Edmund said shakily.

Peter smiled and patted Edmund's shoulder.

Edmund smiled slightly and took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.