Secretly Wanted: A Chronicle of Narnia

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Prologue:

"Come on, our time here's done."

"But-"

"Peter's right Lucy. Don't worry, we'll come back one day." Lucy sniffed and looked back at the golden animal smiling kindly in front of her. She returned his smile with a brave one of her own. Taking Susan's hand she let her older sister lead her towards the impossible gate. It was an entrance and an exit altogether. It was impossible, but an unfortunate reality. As she passed through she felt an unexplainable urge to turn around and take one more look at the land she loved…but it was gone. The tears came freely now, she had no idea when she would see the benevolent lion again. Or the-

"But wait a second. I thought you said that you ended up going back? Even Aslan said so!" A young woman interrupted, scratching her head in confusion. A male laugh sounded.

"Gosh Cari, are all American's so impatient?" Cari growled and threw a pillow at the boy.

"For the last time Edmund, I'm Canadian!" he laughed again and threw the pillow back. The three of them sat around a roaring fire. Cari herself sat on the floor, the couch against her back, toes stretched out in front to catch the heat of the fire. A fourteen year old Lucy sat on the couch, braiding her second cousin's hair. Edmund sat on the arm chair, the discarded book he set out to read lay silent on his lap. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry I interrupted. So when the next time was you all went back?"

"Well the next time it was only me and Lucy."

"And Eustace, don't forget him."

"Oh yeah, he's the cousin I met the other day right? He was a nice guy." She had enjoyed meeting the twelve year old too. He was a very calm individual. Cari admired him as he seemed to be secure in his beliefs. He found such peace, so young.

"You know, he wasn't always like that." Lucy started with a knowing grin towards her brother. He smirked.

"It's true; he was such a git…before coming to Narnia with me and Luce." Cari snapped her head towards Edmund, eyes wide.

"You're lying!"

"Nope. But you must admit that turning into a hideous beast with no way to change back does make one think."

"Whoa, tell me the story!" she gushed, almost jumping and tearing her hair from Lucy's skilled hands. "Ow!"

"Don't blame me; it's your own fault." Cari bit her lip but continued to stare at Edmund, silently begging him to enlighten her. Edmund took a sip of his cooling tea. Their beverages had been almost forgotten in the happy memories he and his sister were sharing. The Pevensies rarely shared the happiest portions of their lives with anyone other than those who had similar experiences. He didn't know what had possessed him and Lucy into telling Cari all of this…but it brought him joy to see such a adamant listener. So he cleared his throat.

"A good morning to you." a nasally voice sounded. The small party turned to see a group of seven or more rough looking men. A noble voice from their own finaly responded. His deep voice cut through the uneasy atmosphere. Edmund narrowed his eyes in suspicion. He did not like the side looks these men were giving to one another. He stepped closer to Lucy, trying to shield his sister from their view.

"And a good morning to you," Caspian responded. The young king stood tall and confident. Edmund was hit with a moment of relief. It was nice to see Narnia finaly protected by such a great ruler. It made him long briefly for the years when he helped protect these lands. "Is there still a governor of the Lone Islands?"

"To be sure there is," one of the men said. This man was not quite the largest of the group, but Edmund could see that his filthy clothing was of a tad greater quality than the rest of the men. Their leader perhaps? "Governor Gumpas. His Sufficiency is at Narrowhaven. But you'll stay and drink with us."

"Your offer is most generous kind sir, but my party and I are in a hurry to seek audience with this governor." Caspian's tone was friendly, but Edmund saw that his stance was not. The young king held the same mind as the rest of them. No one wanted to be anywhere near these men. Lucy shifted uncomfortably behind him and he touched her arm to calm her. She was getting scared.

"Please, I insist." There was something in his voice that sent shivers down Edmund's spine. He assumed that these men wouldn't stand for a refusal. He shared a brief glance with Caspian. They were in a dilemma to be sure. Edmund nodded, letting his friend now that anything he decided to do, Edmund would follow. With a subtely forced smile Caspian sat. Edmund sat beside him. The next few minutes became a blur of memory, a clash of shouts, weapons and shouts of pain.

"Hey if you died in Narnia, how come you didn't die in London?" Cari's question was met with silence as the two siblings shared a look of confusion, and in Edmund's case, frustration. "I know it's a stupid question, but just satisfy the curiosity please."

"It's not a stupid question Cari…" Lucy started gently.

"What's stupid is that you interrupted me. Again!" Edmund said in a huff, leaning back and dislodging the book from his lap. Cari stuck her tongue out and laughed at his shocked face. She loved that she could act like such a child with them. All the pressures of adulthood flew from her mind and she found herself able to lose herself in Edmund and Lucy's fantasies. She could almost see the lush greens of the fields and forests, or hear the rolling waves attack and retreat from the shore.

"I'm just surprised you didn't expect it." She commented with a smirk. Edmund opened his mouth as if to rebuke her, then closed it quickly. She was right after all, so he smirked as well.

"We thought so too Cari, the first time we went to Narnia." Lucy's voice sounded suddenly. Cari twisted her body to face her cousin. Her statement surprised her briefly before she remembered that it was she who first asked the question. She had also wondered why Lucy had been so quiet. She had been struck by Cari's question.

"Did you die?"

"Thank Aslan we didn't!" she almost shouted. Cari laughed at the expression. It was so foreign to her. The two teens seemed submerged in their stories as well. It seemed to her that when she was told these stories, they relived memories. Surprisingly she felt herself drawn into these memories as well.

"So then who were the men? What happened? Edmund quit stalling!" Cari finished with a flourish. He scoffed in answer and crossed his arms over his chest. Lucy giggled and bent her head to examine her braids.

"They were slave drivers."

"And you got caught? I thought you said you suspected something."

"What were we supposed to do? It was seven huge thugs against a man, two teenage boys, a girl and a mouse!" he shouted. Cari chuckled. She had hurt his pride.

"I bet Reepicheep could have taken on all seven and win." Lucy laughed.

"Oh, no doubt there." Edmund joined in the laughter of the two girls. Cari quickly stopped and turned back to Edmund, one hand on the ground to steady herself.

"So…" Edmund rolled his eyes but continued smiling.

"You're going to love what comes next." Cari's smile widened and she shifted her position so she lay on her stomach facing her cousin. She may be almost seventeen, but Carilyn still found herself bursting with excitement with the idea of a new fairytale. After all…all these stories….they couldn't be more than just fairytales. Right?

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