I never really liked the character "Lucy Pevensie" until I began to think of reasons why. I always thought she was a naïve little girl who was nothing more than one of Aslan's puppets (I know that sounds a bit harsh but that is how I originally interpreted her). You know what, maybe that was the way C.S. Lewis wanted us to think of her. We will never truly know. But a few days ago, I started to feel bad because there were so many normal things she never got to experience because she was swept away to Narnia at a young age. So, after lots of brainstorming and different theories of what she might be like as an adult I ended up liking Lucy as a fully developed adult character. I hope you (whoever you are) like her too.
I own nothing all characters and setting Narnia related except for my own original characters (anyone you don't recognize) belongs to C.S. Lewis.
Ch.1
At times I wish I could take a break from being me.
Sometimes I wish I could go back to England and live the way I should have. To hang out with friends, make stupid teenage mistakes, go crazy at a party but not remember it the next day, fall passionately in love and not care what other people think.
Not care whether it would be good for the Narnian reputation, not care how it may affect the Kings and Queens of Narnia, and not care whether it would be good for our country. Don't get me wrong I love the Narnians, their customs, Cair Paravel, and most of all Aslan.
But no…that is not what has irritated for over the past couple years. It is getting so hard to hide my charade and soon I might slip up. Being the youngest Queen out of the four Kings and Queens of Narnia has given me many duties, obligations, and a reputation to uphold. It has been fourteen wonderful and adventurous years in Narnia since the Great Battle of Beruna when the Narnians defeated the White Witch. And since then all of us Pevensies have grown and matured.
I am now twenty two and a fully capable young woman who is able to handle herself and rule a country. But when all three of my older siblings still treat me like I'm eight years old and act like my parental guardians, being Her Majesty Queen Lucy Pevensie the Valiant, Ruler of Narnia and Empress of the Lone Islands…can be a pain.
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