|Reviews for Silent Kings Seeking|
| hpswst101 chapter 1 . 1/22
This was really good and enjoyed reading it very much. I liked seeing Mr. Pevencie's reaction and I thought you did a really good job of making them very sincere, honest and /realistic/ reactions to what his sons are doing. I also enjoyed the play of words you did for "the country." But I felt like I was coming into the middle of things because of the trial and Edmund's back injury. Like, what happened? Is that in another story? Either case, you did a marvelous job on this one. Thank you for posting it.
| trustingHim17 chapter 1 . 3/3/2016
I tried to search for Urban Fantasy, but it's not on your profile. Is that someone else's work or has it been taken down?
| Guest chapter 1 . 6/6/2015
Hey, I've been low key stalking your work years, and I just realized that I don't think I've ever reviewed it. That is unacceptable.
I LOVE it. Your exploration of the Pevensies is my favorite that I've ever seen. This fic in particular holds a special place in my heart, and a lit of times when I need to relax and read something short that I know I love, this is what I turn to.
Thank you for posting this, and everything you write. It had actually, legitimately made me happy for YEARS.
| xXxVioletSkyxXx chapter 1 . 2/16/2015
Wow- that was incredible. When I started looking for post LWW fanfiction, I never expected to find something this moving (and happily surprised to see it so historically accurate ;) your writing was fantastic, I especially liked the bits of Mr. Pevensie's experiences before this.
Keep writing! I can't wait to read more
| Ansy chapter 1 . 8/24/2014
Wow. This was amazing! Peter and Edmund are really kings. Mr. Pevensie was amazing too. I love your story.
| couriosity chapter 1 . 8/14/2014
| Linorien chapter 1 . 7/30/2014
I didn't particularly care for the inserts that weren't about their camping adventure in this story but I liked the rest of it.
| itisfinished12062015 chapter 1 . 5/31/2014
An interesting and enjoyable read.
| Bubbles of Colours chapter 1 . 5/13/2014
It's weird, but I never thought about how their parents must have felt at seeing their children so different. This was very very good :)
| TheChronicler1209 chapter 1 . 1/4/2014
You should continue this story and not leave it as a one shot. I've read a few other stories regarding Mr. Pevensie's reaction to the changes and this had a very different take on it. I'd really like to read more of this!
| Miss mia chapter 1 . 3/19/2013
"Like cinnamon, and ocean waves, and steel." Mmmm- love it. Poor Mr Pevensie. It seems unworthy of kings to treat him so disdainfully, especially as they should appreciate the fact he is a soldier. Strange take on their reunion. I think it should form a bond between them.
| Athena Silverwolf chapter 1 . 3/14/2013
Oh, poor Mr. Pevensie. To be thrown into Narnia with naught an understanding. Tis a shame. Or so Princess Evelyn says as she types over my shoulder. Though she does ask how are the gaps possible?
| Protagonist Of Life chapter 1 . 12/16/2012
Wow. I really like this, you know it's really to bad that Susan stopped believing in Narnia... Even if it did keep her alive...
| Guest chapter 1 . 12/15/2012
Awww. This is really sweet. I've always wondered how Mr. Pevensie would react to his children's changes. More please! :D
| Ming Xiong chapter 1 . 9/1/2012
Loved this story! I really like well-written historical fiction, and this shows very well how a returning soldier would have trouble connecting with his family again (even discounting the whole Narnia thing).
These were my favourite passages:
"There's so much gorged into the back with them that the boys are pressed leg-to-leg and arm-to-arm. He has to wonder why they haven't bickered about it."
"Mr. Pevensie is the last one to wake.
He emerges, soaking, from the half-collapsed little tent and finds himself back in the RAF: a camp has sprung up in the night, complete with a fire pit, roaring fire, and defenses like trip wires around the surrounding trees. The ground has been swept clear of rubbish, settled with large, flat rocks for seating. A dry bag hangs high on a branch, bulging with what Mr. Pevensie can only hope are leftovers.
Peter and Edmund are sitting at the fire. Peter sharpens stone on stone into triangular razors while Edmund is carefully stripping a long branch that looks like yew."
"And every time he asks them where or when they learned something, they answer in tandem, in secret, in silence, "The country."
Mr. Pevensie is going to have a serious talk with Kirke."
"Because after what he's done for his children, after the lives he's taken, the injuries he's sustained, his welcome home was nothing but a house filled with foreign strangers with halfway smiles and distant looks."
"Edmund nods at him with a small smile and notches another arrow." (I don't think archery is great on your back - he will probably really suffer once the adrenaline goes down.)
Thanks for the story!