A/N: Hello again! I am happy to tell you all that this story has been betaed and revised by Narnian-starkid. Thank you for your advice and patience!

By the way, dear Guest, you are right: Peter would have probably wrote the letter, but I feel like this 'adventure' was Lucy's idea (She would be the most in sync with the Narnians). Therefore, she arranged everything, including a letter for Oreius.

And thanks to all who have reviewed/favorited/followed this story! You keep me doing what I like, you encourage me and you inspire me. May you be blessed by the Lion, and walk between His paws! ; )

Cair Paravel, 1003

It was a very early morning approximately three years and one day in the reign of the Four. In the beautiful castle of Cair Paravel, on the Eastern Shores of Narnia, the youngest of the queens was sliding through the castle, slowly working her way to the maid's quarters in the Royal Wing.

Queen Lucy came to a halt beside the bed of a dryad (which was made out of leaves and twisted branches for maximum comfort). The dryad, one of her Ladies-in-Waiting, was still slumbering peacefully under the covers, so Lucy bent down and shook her slightly to wake her up. The dryad immediately sat, eyes wide and about to give a loud screech, but the Queen pressed her little hand to the mouth of the dryad, murmuring "hush, Lyli", as the dryad met her gaze.

When Lyli recognized her mistress, she calmed down and nodded, acknowledging Lucy's presence. At this, Lucy removed her hand and allowed her friend to speak.

"What can I do for you, Queen Lucy?" Lyli asked.

"My good friend" replied Lucy, her cheerful voice barely a whisper, "when the Sun comes up and the clock marks the first ten hours of the day, hand this letter to Captain Oreius on my behalf. If anyone inquires, you found this on my desk. You haven't seen me today. Would you do that for me, please?"

Despite the strange request, Lyli nodded as Lucy handed her the letter with the centaur general's name written delicately on the front.

"Of course I can do that, my queen. May I enquire as to what is going on?"

Lucy smiled.

"No, Lyli, I'm afraid I cannot tell you. Everything is alright, I assure you, but please just make sure that the General receives this letter." Seeing Lyli's tired expression, despite her desperate attempts to appear wide awake, she smiled wider. "You can go back to sleep now."

"As you wish, my..."

Lucy - who hated the formalities of her title - smiled broadly as the dryad drifted off in the middle of her sentence. Once she was sure that Lyli was completely asleep, she stood and tiptoed quickly out of her quarters to fetch her things and gather with her siblings.

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Dear Oreius,

I pray that you do not fret over the 'sudden disappearance' of my siblings and I: we are fine and attending to personal issues. I shall ask you for secrecy: do not send any search parties, for it is our wish not to be found. If you already have engaged search parties, we would ask you to please cancel the searching and request that they return to Cair Paravel. Aslan willing, we should return before the rising of the sun in tomorrow's dawn.

Thank you, my good friend.

Q. Lucy.

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Upon reading the letter from Lucy, Oreius was a bit - surprisingly no more than a bit - angry at his sovereigns and Queen Lucy's lady-in-waiting, Lady Lily, because she hadn't shown him this letter until that moment. To the General's great distress, none of the sovereigns had been seen all day; the guards didn't see them leaving, nor did the pages, maids, servants, ladies-in-waiting... there had been no trace οf them, save this letter.

But he obeyed, cancelling the many search parties he had organized (He was about to send them out!), silencing any rumor with his calm stance and sending ten prayers to the Lion for the welfare of the Kings and Queens.

That was the first time High King Peter, Queen Susan, King Edmund and Queen Lucy disappeared, but it wasn't the last: Each year, after the anniversary of their coronation, the Four would disappear. They would leave no trace but a letter to calm Oreius' nerves, and - unbeknownst to anyone but the sovereigns themselves, each would go off alone on separate roads.