Return to Royalty
A/N: Ok so I'm obsessed with Narnia. This is just a product of way too much daydreaming, loosely based on a dream I had one night. Anyway. I know it sounds just like every other OC you've ever read but I promise it won't be. And I'm on Christmas break now so I'm gonna be updating it a lot. Anyway. Enjoy.
Prologue
So the Pevensies are back.
The war was finally over. Peter and Edmund were back at school, Lucy was at home with her mother, and Susan was attending school nearby. They had all come back with lovely stories about their stay with the Professor, such as exploring the huge house, playing hide-and-seek in the enormous garden, picnics in the woods, and other such things that children do when left to themselves by a grandfatherly guardian.
But they had friends back at school and home, after all, friends that knew them as they had been before the war had sent them to the country. Most of these friends would have just thought they had changed over the time they'd been away, as people usually do. But the most perceptive of these friends would admit that while they were still the same old Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy in essence, there was something decidedly different about them.
One such friend was Jennifer Brown, a girl who went to school with Peter and Edmund. She had become friends with the boys the previous year, enough so that she had gone home with them during the Christmas holidays that year since her parents lived far away. After the war, when they had gone back to school, they spent a fair amount of time together, since with a new school year and with the country torn apart by the war, friends were in short order.
And she, like a good friend would, had noticed things about all of them that an ordinary acquaintance would not.
Lucy is still the same bright, carefree, innocent child she always was. But there's something older, more seasoned about her. Not to the extend that it jades her childlike abandon, quite the contrary. But there are years in her eyes that I can't explain.
And Edmund. He's the most obvious. Where once was a selfish bully, now is quite the ambassador for justice. It could have been the war, of course. He's so much more mature, more likeable, and fiercely loyal. There's a light in his eyes too, a kind, quiet light. He's still just a child, but there's a wisdom there that one would have never dreamed possible for him.
Susan perhaps has changed the least. She's always been smart, practical, grown-up. But something about her radiates an otherworldly beauty. Not the kind that emphasizes makeup and dresses and parties and boys, but the kind that causes her to hold her head up straight and look you in the eye with a confidence that so many lack.
Peter. Dear Peter. His change is the most unexplainable of all. I don't know how to describe it. There's some kind of presence about him. Strong, powerful, solemn. Yet lighthearted at the same time. Noble. I know he's just an ordinary boy, but now he almost reminds me of a…yes, that's it! He reminds me of…
A king.