A/N: I don't own the Chronicles of Narnia.

My name is Edmund.

I was born in London,

In England.

But then came the war.

They made us leave.

My brother and sisters and I

Found ourselves staying in

An old mansion in the country.

In that mansion,

We found a wardrobe.

In the wardrobe,

We found another world.

NARNIA.

But they were at war, too.

They needed us to lead them.

I'm sorry to say that I made the

Worst sort of mistakes.

But He saved me.

He took my place,

And he gave me a crown.

I am the Just.

I am fair and true.

Punishment and reward are dealt by my hand.

I see that justice is served,

Yet I know when to show mercy,

Because I owe my very life to

The One who took my place

When I least deserved it.