A/N: this is my first Narnia fanfic, so yeah I hope you like. It's based around the time just after the Golden Age and the invasion of the Telmarines. I've reads the books a few years ago so sorry if some details are a bit muddled, but this is a few details I change to suit the story. Most of it is based between Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe/Horse and his Boy and Prince Caspian.
For the Pevensies it had only been a year since they had left the beautiful high hills and the sparking blue ocean that stretched into the horizon of Narnia, that had became thir home. They were thrown back into their childhood lives again back in England, in their world not a second had passed. but in Narnia the landscrap had twisted and turned, while the animals lived in hiding, all because of a mistake. All because of the Telmarines. All because of her.
But this story is not about the Pevensies, it is about what happened to Narnia in their absence. Without the sons of Adam and daughters of eve on the throne would Narnia be able to survive?
And who would Aslan call to protect the country from turmoil?
The women with red hair ran towards the dark haired man. She grimaced at the memories she had of him, he had once been her friend, someone who she had talked to during the sleepless hours of the night and had helped her improve her fighting techniques.
But here he stood, on the battle field opposite her, her enemy. He had been the reason for this turmoil, for the deaths and destruction that had befallen Narnia. Deep down she knew that dispite the good times they had together, she had to kill him.
But why, she questioned herself. Was it so hard to kill this man?
Ok, so this is only the Prologue, please review and tell me what you think.