Note: Here is one of those coming soon stories. I tend to write more chapters short, but I hope that it is still good. Please let me know what you think. Some of this has been so fun to write. Edited!
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except Spitan and the un named dwarf. If I did I would be rich and famous and, well yep.
The Curse of Beavers Dam Chapter 1: Searching for Beaver, and The Trouble that Followed
The snow was beginning to melt. Flowers lifted their heads to the sun to once again blossom in the Narnian air. Robins, and wrens, and all other types of birds once again began to build their nests.
It had been five years since the white witch had been defeated, and at the palace of Cair Paravel all preparation was being made for the annual celebration ball.
Queen Lucy the Valiant dodged her sister's view to hurry out of the palace. With Susan flitting this way and that, preparing with all haste, Lucy just longed for a place to enjoy the new spring weather. She found a nice little arbor near the seaside where she leaned her back against a tree and smiled, taking in the beautiful weather. She absently plucked a flower and twirled it in between her fingers.
"Your majesty?" a voice said curiously, and she jumped, bumping her head on a low hanging branch.
"Yes, Corin?" she answered sweetly, when someone else would have surely boxed his ears. The boy, who was about three years younger then her took a seat by her side. Lucy leaned back again, hoping to be able to enjoy the beauty of the day, even if Corin were there, when he spoke again.
"It's been such a rotten day," he said, slouching on the ground. Lucy sighed, and he continued. "What with Queen Susan in a uproar about this ball and all." Well there was something to agree on.
"She's making such a fuss about me behaving, and staying clean, and all tomorrow." He was still for a moment. "But I don't know.. She is like a mother to me, is she not?" Lucy nodded absentmindedly. The next words of Corin surprised her.
"Beaver's all upset and he' s telling everybody his dam( which he hasn't been to for a long while) is haunted!" Lucy jumped.
"What?" The boy repeated himself, and Lucy felt a sense of adventure.
"Let's avoid my lovely sister, and interrogate Beaver about this…haunting." Corin, always wanting to do something, readily agreed, and the two snuck their way back into the castle.
"Watch out!" Corin whispered, as they passed through one of the halls. Lucy's navy and gold dress flew through, almost hitting it's owner.
"No, no," that dress won't do at all. She needs something a bit more fine." Corin rolled his eyes, listening to Susan talking to her lady in waiting about the dress Lucy should wear. Corin peeked over the edge of the door, then motioned Lucy with his hand.
"Quick, she's not looking! Run!" Lucy made a very unladylike dash to get past the door, as Corin started to follow. All of a sudden, a bright scarlet dress flew out of the door, smacking the boy in the face.
"Help! Help!" he cried, tangled up in the gown. Lucy saw Susan's stormy look, and decided it was best to be elsewhere at this time. She skittered down the hallway, as Susan gave the boy a reprimand for, "Dressing in ladies clothes."
Lucy giggled, knowing Corin might have the brashness to say it was the dress she'd just thrown on him.
"Is Mr. Beaver around?" Lucy asked the Cook, who was a fawn named Spitan. When she received a negative, Lucy continued to the throne room. Peter was the monarch residing there at the moment, listening to complaints, and suggestions. Edmund with him, as two rulers were often so that good decisions were made.
Lucy gave Peter a wicked grin, knowing sometimes sitting there all day tired him.
"Ah, I think Queen Lucy would like to take my place now," he said, offering her an equally wicked grin. She glared at him, but knew that if she refused the High King, many would be shocked.
"I'll get you for this," she grumbled as she passed him on the way to her throne. Edmund motioned to her before she went to her seat, and she approached him.
"I'll help," he whispered in her ear. Lucy giggled before replying, " Not very just," then gracefully went and sat on her own throne.
Lucy sighed as a dwarf brought up a complaint about a dryad that wouldn't leave his property. She motioned to Edmund, letting him take care of this one. Now she would have to wait longer to find Mr. Beaver. Peter was so in trouble.
Once Corin escaped Queen Susan's reprimand (which ended in a hug, and a tearful "I'm sorry," which he hoped no one had heard ) he went in search for Lucy who had disappeared. First he went to the kitchen.
"Have you seen Queen Lucy?" he asked the cook, and some servants who were assembled there. The cook nodded, waving his hand in the direction of the throne room.
"Thanks," Corin said, running into the hall, sliding into the throne room. There she was. Queen Lucy was sitting on her throne, head on her hand, listening to petitions. Corin ran up to the young King Edmund in a very undignified manner.
"Can Lucy come with me?" he asked quietly. Edmund gave him a huge grin, as if a funny joke entered his mind. He turned to the waiting petitioners.
"Dear people, please bring what you have to present tomorrow. We will be busy the rest of the day, preparing, and so on." After a few minutes the people diminished. Lucy looked at Edmund.
"Why didn't you just do that earlier?" she asked. He looked at her innocently.
"I just ..didn't," he responded, " Besides, I want to help you get Peter!" Queen Lucy smacked King Edmund the Just over the head, and regally walked away. Prince Corin followed, admiration on his face. Well, Edmund thought. Lets see what they're up to.
