Prologue:
Nurse Elayne frantically searched for pieces of cloth while the young woman was giving birth.
The seventeen-year-old screamed painfully and tightened the grip she had on the maid's hand.
"It won't be long now, sister," the maid whispered words of comfort as Isabela took in deep breaths.
"Quickly, put a rag on her mouth!" Nurse Elayne snapped, giving the maid an old rag she'd luckily found in the bed chambers.
She shouldn't be doing this, the nurse thought as she guided the girl through the process of giving birth to her child. Isabela having the child out of wedlock and the fact that a royal knight was the baby's father made things worse for all of them.
"Keep her quiet," the old woman told the maid. Wiping some of the sweat off her forehead she muttered, "if anyone finds out about this child we are dead, Isabela."
The blonde looked at her godmother with fearsome eyes, understanding that she had to keep quiet for their sake.
Suddenly, another burst of pain coursed through her body and she bit the rag harder, trying not to scream out.
"Just a little more, dear! Push. . . a little more," Nurse Elayne told her.
Isabela did as she was told and pushed with all her might, a loud scream escaping her lips accidentally. She delivered the baby and the maid helped Elayne clean the child before wrapping it in a blanket.
The nurse was sure that someone in the castle had heard Isabela's scream, so she wasted no time in telling the maid, "Rosalia, there's a secret compartment behind the wardrobe that leads to the stables-"
"Why? What's wrong?" Isabela asked worriedly from the bed, trying to get up but that only caused her more pain.
There was hard knock on the door and the three of them froze. Fortunately, the door was locked so it earned the women a few more seconds to get the baby out of the room.
"No," cried Isabela as the maid started for the wardrobe, "at least let me hold her once."
Feeling empathy for the mother, Rosalia hesitated but Nurse Elayne urged her forward, "The wardrobe, Rosalia! Hurry, the guards are coming!"
Having no other choice, she stepped into the wardrobe. Behind, Isabela's cries were heard, "Godmother, please! Just once, please!"
"This is for the best, Isabela," Elayne went over and hugged her. "Let her go. . . let her go, dear."
"No," she sobbed and the guards burst the door open.
They wasted not time in leading them to the dungeon's cells and Isabela cried for her baby, "Adelaide! No, Adelaide!"
At the stables, Rosalia mounted on a horse and escaped the castle's grounds with the newborn child.
The night was cold and a gust of wind hit the brunette's face as the cries of the little girl warned the guards about their escape.
Rosalia held on to little Adelaide, the shouts of angry men right behind them, and she ordered the horse to go faster, heading for the forest.
The soldiers were shooting arrows and the brunette cursed under her breath, taking a sharp turn to prevent from meeting with a tree's thick trunk. Riding with one hand, as the other held the baby girl, Rosalia lost control of the horse and she fell, making sure to protect Adelaide from making contact with the ground.
Regaining her strength, she stood up, made sure the child was not hurt, and moved through the forest.
"Hush, child, hush," she cooed the crying baby, hearing the soldiers getting closer and closer.
Frightened, Rosalia looked for a place to hide the baby.
She could have easily turn in the child to the soldiers and beg for mercy, but Rosalia made a promise to her sister and she was going to protect her niece until her last breath.
But how would the child be safe if she was abandoning her? Worried and scared Rosalia prayed for a miracle, being able to see the soldiers on their horses now.
Turning around, she faced The Great Lion and a gasp escaped her chapped lips. "Oh, Great Aslan!" tears streamed down her cheeks, feeling great relief at the sight of the beautiful lion before her green eyes.
"I'm afraid we don't have much time," Aslan told her, glancing at the oncoming soldiers.
Rosalia nodded, understanding that The Great Lion could only save one. "Just save her, please," she pleaded, holding out the newborn to him.
"As you wish," Aslan took the small bundle that contained the baby with his mouth.
"Thank you, Aslan," she bowed her head and saw as The Great Lion vanished behind the trees and bushes of the forest.
Aslan came to a small clearing and settled Adelaide down carefully at the base of a tree. Before lifting his big paw and knocking on the small wooden door of the big tree, he looked at the Telmarine girl.
Doubting that the Narnians living here would welcome a Telmarine child, he placed his warm paw in the baby girl's hand she reached out with a smile and gripped it tight.
Aslan chuckled silently at the newborn's strength, predicting that she would become a great warrior someday. Finally, he slowly removed his paw from Adelaide's hand and looked at her chubby hand that was now marked with a lion's paw-print. Aslan's Mark.
Knocking at the door, Aslan looked one last time at the sleeping baby before going back into the dark and silent forest.
"Who could it be at this ungodly hour?" the badger wondered as he went to open the door.
"Don't open it!" a black-dwarf, Nikabrik, exclaimed. "It could be a Telmarine!"
The badger rolled his eyes, "Don't be foolish. Telmarines know better than to wander into the forest." He opened the door and his eyes widened immediately, "Oh, my!"
"What? What is it?" a third voice chipped in.
"It's a. . . baby. A human baby!" Trufflehunter, the badger, replied.
Not believing this, Trumpkin came to the door to see for himself. His eyes widened, it was indeed a human child.
"It must be a Telmarine. . . kill it!" said Nikabrik, going over to the door too.
"You fool, see before you speak!" Trumpkin snapped at him, pointing at the baby's hand with Aslan's Mark on it. "That is a lion's paw-print. It has been blessed with Aslan's Mark. No Telmarine could carry such mark."
"We must take it in," Trufflehunter affirmed. "Aslan must want us to raise it in the Narnian ways."
"All right," Nikabrik huffed as the badger picked up the bundle and shut the door behind him, "but we can't keep calling the child 'it'."
"What should we name it then?" Trumpkin asked, looking at the baby that had now been awakened and was smiling .
After searching for something to verify the child's name, Trufflehunter found a name stitched on the child's blanket with elegant red letters.
"We should call her Adelaide," the badger announced before taking a seat at the table and giving her some warm milk.
A/N: So I had this idea buzzing around in my head like an annoying bumble bee for months now, and I had to do something about it if I wanted it to stop ruining my sleep and taking it away. Now that I have posted the prologue, I feel a little bit better but please don't let that stop you from reviewing and telling me if I should continue!
Please, please, please, I need to see if you've liked it so far so I can continue it! Thank you so much for reading this story and giving it a shot and hopefully you'll review.
In case any of you were wondering, Adelaide(the main original character) will be portrayed by Sienna Guillory. You know, that chick from the movie "Eragon" (Arya, I think), or if you have seen the film "Inkheart", she plays Resa.
The story is a Peter/OC/Caspian love triangle but the main couple would be Peter/OC (I am willing to make a change, depending on who you guys prefer with Adelaide: Caspian or Peter. Just FYI) so please, in the future chapters, feel free to tell me know. I promise I won't get angry and yell at you like a mad-woman. lol.
Oh, and Adelaide is pronounced AD-a-layd if you are confused and went asdfahakjgha; in your mind when you've read it. I know, I do that too sometimes.
Okay, last but not least, I want to make sure you know that any posters/banners/pictures of my OC and her outfits are on my Polyvore account. The link can be found on my profile. It's pretty easy to find, I promise, so please go check them out... and maybe like them? Okay, alright, I'm pushing it aren't I?
Well, just in case you've forgotten pretty please leave a review if I should continue with this story or not! And have a good day/night my darlings! Thank you for reading! :D