Entrancement
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Blood pounded in her ears as she stood outside the door of probably two of the strangest people in the land of Narnia she could ever meet. Queen Lucy bit her lip nervously, a habit she had not quite learned to break since her younger days. Breathing slowly, Lucy tried to gain her composure, her insides quivered when she grasped the handle and walked in.
Despite the quaint size of the house, the inside was large and neatly decorated, velvet curtains hung from windows the pooled in light and plush furniture and fine ornaments lined the walls and shelves. Beautiful glass lights lit up the entire outer room, illuminating a wooden table with a chair in front of the largest window across the room. Lucy walked to the desk and cleared her throat politely.
A figure in the chair looked up; a petite woman with sallow pale skin with long dark hair that clung to her head in greedy ringlets. Her eyes were a shimmering gray and bulging slightly in a sort that made Lucy want to look away.
The woman, Lucy believed she was, suddenly smiled, although it did not rid Lucy of the feeling she was being scrutinized. "Ah, my dear Queen Lucy, I have been expecting you. Please, sit down, my brother will be here soon with refreshments." The woman gestured with a bony hand to a plush seat, Lucy sat silently and looked around the lovely sitting room. The woman fluttered around her desk, making comments of the humid summer weather and the latest topics from the castle, which Lucy followed absently, eyes wide in taking her surroundings in.
"Geretha, we seem to be out of--" A quiet voice called as a man walked in, a tray held haphazardly in his hands. The man was a living replica of his sister, built tall and slender with the same pale skin and bulging gray eyes that brightened in that strange way when they rested on Lucy's fidgeting figure.
Geretha and Harla Samah were twins that had lived in Narnia longer than any except the oldest and wisest creatures can know. No one truly knew what the pair was, despite Lucy having heard of creatures that did not really exist, just were there. Despite all this, Geretha and Harla were infamous for their abilities to offer advice for anything shy of predicting the future; only Aslan himself seemed to know what the twins were.
"Our guest is finally here, my apologies, Your Majesty." He knelt on one knee; the tray tipping dangerously, Geretha grimaced. Straightening, the man set the tray down in front of Lucy and sat beside his sister. His face a calm slate just like his sister's as he spoke in a quiet voice.
"Well, my dear Queen, what brings you here?"
Queen Lucy for nine years had ruled the land of Narnia alongside her brothers and sisters in peace among the other lands. Over the years she had matured into a beautiful young woman that caught the eye of many princes and kings. Lucy had kindly brushed away their proposals, because, as they were smitten with her, she was falling for another.
Another prince, to be exact.
Prince Teris was unlike any of the princes she had met; quiet, conservative, and apparently uninterested in anyone. But something about him drew Lucy to watch him each and every time he came to visit, normally spending his hours in the library. Lucy had been thinking constantly about him and decided she should try and talk to him.
But how? If he wouldn't respond to her beautiful sister Susan's conversations - though Susan was already married - how could she get him to notice her?
And so, here she was, under the blatant scrutiny of the Samah twins, with a plea for help.
"Well, my Queen, love is a complicated and intangible emotion and state of being that no one can really explain. Your prince is obviously not interested in you, but I am sure he knows that you are interested in him." Geretha said in a heavy voice, sipping her tea from the delicate porcelain cup.
Lucy flushed red, "P - pardon," she sputtered, "do you mean that he knows-"
Harla held up his hand to cut the young Queen off; Geretha blinked slowly, watching Lucy's shocked face. "My Queen, not in the sense you are assuming. Love is something that, although not shared, is still felt by the loved one. They feel the care and emotion others feel for them, my Queen, you know your siblings, the other Queen and the two Kings, care for you deeply?"
"Yes." Lucy said, wondering what that had to with her question.
"Have they ever said it to you, of course they have, but not all of the time. Even when they do not speak it, you feel it, do you not?" Harla leaned back casually and watched Lucy take in his statement.
Harla was right; Lucy took a sip of her tea, waiting for further explanation. Harla however, was finished. He stood with a curt bow to Lucy, excusing himself. He walked out of the room quietly, leaving Lucy with Geretha once again.
"Continuing on, my Queen, love is something that is not contained to only your mind, people you have never met or have never suspected to love you, could be the one that makes you feel protected in a room of enemies." Geretha eyed Lucy squarely. Lucy wished she would look away; those eyes seemed to probe her.
"I do not underst-," Lucy began quietly, but the words died in her throat when Harla walked back in with a elaborately decorated bottle of entirely clear liquid in his bony hands. Harla smiled as he set the bottle in front of Lucy, the twins sat in silence. She looked up to Harla, who leaned back against the desk, twisting the glass ball that kept the liquid safe inside.
"This, my dear Queen, is the key to all of your questions. Although potions and such are merely mythical and possibly dangerous, this liquid will help you capture your love's heart, but be warned: it only lasts for ten days." Harla looked at his sister, whose eyes brightened.
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Lucy spent days in her quarters contemplating the small bottle, its swirling liquid glitter in the barest of light, tempting her with the prospect of the Prince Teris noticing her...
On a sunny weekend, Prince Teris visited the Cair Paravel on a pact meeting. Lucy decided it was time to put the Samah's generous yet strange gift to use.
Delicately holding the poison contained goblet in her shaking hands, Lucy stood hiding behind a shelf, watching the brown-haired foreign man hunch over with stacks of books around him on the table. Lucy gripped the cup tighter, her eyes trailing to the similar goblet on the table beside his arm. Her heart raced and her hands became sweaty where the cup almost slipped from her hands.
"Just go up and switch the goblet... he probably won't notice..."
Her steps stopped halfway as her confidence suddenly failed her.
"Who am I fooling? Myself? Maybe it is just better to watch him..."
She sighed and leaned against the bookshelf, her eyes never leaving his person.
"Yes, it is better to just think of him..."
Lucy failed to hear the sound of clicking as a figure leaned over her.
Just as she was about to take a step, a low, familiar voice came from behind her, "Hello my dear Lucy… Oh? Might I have a sip of that?" A hand slipped the cup from her numb fingers and before she could speak, a tall, black-haired creature tipped his head back and swallowed. Lucy watched in horror as the creature suddenly froze, and looked down at Lucy, dark eyes sparkling.
"Lucy," His voice dropped to a deep whisper. A large hand brushing her pale face, "my dear Lucy..."
Lucy felt like she was falling. Her dearest friend, her oldest friend in Narnia, was now in love her.
"Oh, Tumnus... forgive me."
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A/N: All right, just a small plot bunny I feel like getting out, if you do not want me to continue, please tell me. About the Samahs... no, they are not a big part in this story, and aren't really special. Just suppose to be creepy and enigmatic, they can be anything really, leave it to your imagination, I like Harla though he's, kind of stupid, his sister is thinned lipped and uptight about him. The originals will be more developed the next time you see them, and Prince Teris will be revealed with depth later on. Anyway, this one...I really am skeptical about progressing with. So much of the story is laid down that I am quite afraid of changing the environment anymore than I have in fear of you coming after me with knives and needles. Tumnus will be slightly OOC only because of the potion, poison, whatever it is, since potions are never mentioned, ever. Not including Jadis' liquid magic.
A/N 2: Yes, I edited it.
Disclaimer. I own none of the characters, except the Samah twins and Prince Teris. Everything else belongs to C.S. Lewis. And the plot is mine. I think unless of course someone has already done this then please tell me.