I'm back! This is the sequel to The First Adventure. Like before, it's already written and just needs to be edited. This chapter is super short, but hopefully the rest of the chapters won't be like this.
This story involves elements of the movies (like the way the Pevensies look), but most of the plot (and Caspian's age) is from the books.
Please PM me or review if you see anything that needs fixing or have a suggestion.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Chronicles of Narnia or anything associated with that series (including the movies).
"Alexa, are you sure you don't want to come to Anna's party?" my roommate called.
"I'm sure!" I called back. "I have some stuff I need to take care of tonight. You go have fun."
"Ok. See you tomorrow!" she yelled as she left.
I sighed in relief. Finally, I was home alone. It was a Friday night, and both of my roommates were out at different parties. I had decided to stay home because I needed to make sure I was ready. Tomorrow would be the one-year anniversary of my return from Narnia, and I was hoping that Susan's Horn would call me back to the country I'd grown to love so much, just like it did with the Pevensies a year after they'd returned from Narnia the first time. I knew what would most likely happen if I joined the Pevensies on their journey to the Stone Table, so I'd decided to pack some things to help, and pray that Aslan allowed me to take my bag with me. I had found a large backpack and packed it full of stuff that I thought would help. It held several plastic bags, several Ziploc bags, two flashlights with extra batteries, two small boxes of matches, a pocketknife, two thick picnic blankets, two gallon jugs of water, and as many water bottles as would fit. I also had a slightly smaller backpack with me, and I'd filled that one with several snacks (nuts, crackers, cheese, etc.) and more water. I got dressed in a pair of jean shorts, a light pink t-shirt with a purple butterfly on the front, and a pair of flip-flips. I braided my hair and put on a pair of sunglasses before grabbing a pair of twin daggers that I'd gotten from a renaissance fair. I'd had them custom made, and they were as close to the daggers Father Christmas had given me as I could get them. I strapped them to my belt, and then made sure I had on my two most important pieces of jewelry. The golden necklace around my neck had a pendant in the shape of a lion, to remind me of Aslan and Narnia. Two rings also hung from the necklace. One was a silver ring with a diamond in the middle, with a small sapphire on either side. This was my engagement ring from Bran. The other ring was golden with the Narnian crest engraved on top. This was the ring that Aslan had given to me as a symbol of my status as the Royal Advisor of Narnia. The ring on my left hand was a simple silver band. This was my actual wedding ring from Bran. I never took it or my neckace off.
With my packing done, the next thing on my list was to stretch. I went through all of my normal stretches to make sure I was still nice and limber. When I'd originally returned from Narnia, I'd made it a priority to get my body into shape. I'd signed up for fencing and archery classes, and joined an equestrian club. I'd even found a place that would teach me how to use my daggers properly. My mind remembered all of my Narnian training, but my body didn't, and so I'd had to retrain it. Now, a year later, my body was in shape, and I'd learned a few new tricks that I hadn't been taught in Narnia.
Once I finished stretching, I went to get some dinner. I finished eating rather quickly, and then went to go read my Bible and pray for a bit on the couch. I had a good devotion for about half an hour before I started getting tired. I grinned, grabbed my bags, lay down on the couch, and closed my eyes. Seconds later, I was asleep.