Here is a story I wrote for my best friend's birthday. It is complete, and so I will be updating regularly. Most likely it will be every Sunday, unless there is a high demand for it, then maybe I might speed up the updates...it depends on how evil I feel.
Disclaimer: (this covers the entire story) You must be intolerably stupid to think that I made up the brillant idea of a faun walking through a forrest with an umbrella and many parcels...the sheer idiocity of the idea of my owning CoN astounds me.
"But Father, why must I stay home?" Allisonia pleaded with her father – the Archenlander Ambassador to Narnia and brother to the king. "It's such a bore staying here with Mother! All we do is stay home, never going to court or the market. She never lets me do anything!" Allisonia exaggerated.
"Sonia, my dear," her father began, "when you can take care of yourself in a foreign country without me watching your every move you may come with me."
"Oh, but Father I can! I'm eighteen! I take care of myself just fine here in Archenland, why would Narnia be any different?" Allisonia pleaded while running after her father who was walking around his office, trying to find trade documents.
"My dear girl, you know nothing of Narnian traditions." He said opening a scroll and skimming its contents.
"I can learn quickly, though!"
Her father rounded on her. "Tell me one good reason why you should be allowed to come along with me and…perhaps I will consider giving you your wish."
Allisonia wracked her brain for a good reason. Minutes passed until she thought of one her father couldn't possibly say no to. "Uncle King is childless and growing old in age. Because of this, the task falls to you to produce to an heir to the Archenland Throne. You also have failed because I am your only available child - a female – and both you and Mother are past the childbearing age. According to Archenlander Law I cannot become queen unless I have a royal-by-blood husband. Perhaps I can beguile the High King Peter or his brother King Edmund into falling in love with me."
"And how would that produce an heir to the Archenland Throne?" her father inquired.
"Because Archenlander Law says that my husband would come into my family (unless, of course, my husband and I chose otherwise), instead of me to his. Thus he would be in line to inherit the throne."
Her father smiled. "You will make a great political leader one day. You may come with me, we leave in the morning."
"Hoorah!" Allisonia cried embracing her father in a hug. She then ran off to pack for the journey.
If anything about this confused you, let me know whether by review or PM and I will do my best to explain it. I will try to get the next chapter up before Sunday, only because the Prologue is so short!!!
Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen of Narnia,