A/n: Welcome to Valience. My first Narnian fanfiction. I'd like to thank Chloe for all her help with this one.
Disclaimer: for the whole of this ludicrous tale I will never be C.S Lewis or own the rights to the chronicles of Narnia.
Valience
Prologue
It was their first diplomatic visit. He was in Anvard for it, as there were to be parties and feasts. His mother wanted him to marry. She was never happy, was she?
The tiny girl had caught his eye. She was wearing red, his colour. Well only a little red, the royal red piping twirled with her as she span, laughing in the arms of her dark haired brother. Her dress was as sunny as her smile.
He offer to dance with her, an offer no lady would miss. Why, who wouldn't dance with Lord Garrion of Alvard, the fourth son of the duke? It turned out that she wouldn't. It was obvious, the girl was playing hard to get. He could see her desperate for him behind those nine year old eyes.
He vowed to himself, that one day, that girl would be his. He was entitled to her and he would stop at nothing to get her. His mother would be pleased with him then.
Lucy took little heed of the knight who asked her to dance as she talked to king Lune of Archenland.