Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia, Peter, Edmund, Orieus or anything that's C.S. Lewis's or from the movie.
Don't read this story if you don't like injury to the Pevensie Monarchs!
I changed the time of Rabadash's attack on Anvard to the 6th years of their reign instead of the fourteenth or fifteenth. During the Golden Age, Peter is 24, Susan is 23 and has black hair, Edmund is 19 and has dark hair like Susan and Lucy is 18 and has brown hair. After Rabadash returned to Calormen, his father was so humiliated that he named Rabadash's 2nd brother Rufus, Crown Prince. Rufus is desperate for approval and Power. He is just as cruel as Rabadash but with a greater love for his father than Rabadash has.
History: Calormen invaded The Lone Islands, Terebintha, and Galma. Calormen promised The Lone Islands, Terebintha, and Galma that they could keep their rulers, laws and traditions, if they helped Calormen, and that they (the Lone Islands, Terebintha, and Galma) were to keep up pretenses that everything was fine. Terebintha and Galma refused and their country was taken over by Calormen, which left the gate, open for Calormen to sail in and take Cair Paravel without anyone knowing until it was to late.
Prolog: Susan's P.O.V.(point of view) This tale begins 4 years after my ordeal with Rabadash and is the tale of how Rabadash took his revenge. I never thought Rabadash would trouble me any more, given his condition. I never knew how one selfish act could cause so many problems and hurts long after its time. We never knew Narnia was under threat as Terebinthia and Galma never had a chance to send a warning. Sadly my little brother and Sister were the first to know.
Lucy's P.O.V.
It was noon, the sun bright in the sky on a fair Narnian day as my brother Edmund, Mr. Tumnus, and I sat picnicking in the woods. The shade of towering in trees so close together provide a cool spot find shelter from the heat of the sun.
Glancing up at the break in the trees through which the sun filtered down, Edmund said quietly. "Lucy, we should head back soon, Peter and Susan will worrying. I'm going to make sure the horses are fine. With swift purposeful strides, he left the glade.
I nodded, and began gather up the dishes and food left from their picnic. "I'm so glad you came to visit us, Mr. Tumnus."
"As am I, Queen Lucy," my friend replied, handing me the plate of sandwiches to package pack up.
"I am only sorry you have to return home so soon."
The older faun just smiled and helped me finish packing up our picnic basket. "Thank you for inviting me, My Queen. It was a pleasure." He bowed and I curtsied, then we laughed at absurdity of formality between friends.
"Farewell, My Queen. Aslan protect you."
"And you as well, Mr. Tumnus, take care of yourself," I replied. Goodbyes said, I watched him turn and head down the forest trail back to his home.
Several minutes, went by and Edmund still had not returned. "Oh dear, I hope he hasn't been waiting for me all this time." Grabbing up my cloak and picnic basket, I headed for the entrance to the forest, where we had left our horses. One could practically see Cair Paravel from there. I walked out into the open to where our horses had been, but they weren't there and neither was Edmund. "Where was Edmund? Where are the horses? What has happened?" Then suddenly something hit the back of my head hard and everything went back.
Peter's P.O.V.
I had just had lunch and Susan and I were sitting in my study discussing about how best to strengthen Narnia's uneasy relations with Calormen. When all of a sudden, we heard the sound of many heavy feet coming down the hall and suddenly the door was thrown open and many armed men filed in.
I drew his sword and told Susan to get behind me. The men parted and two Calormen Captains walked in holding Edmund and Lucy. They were both bound. "Oh Lu, what did they do to you?" One of the Calormen solders had a sword to Lucy's neck and another man had a sword to Edmund's. Then the prince of Calormen walked in to the room.
"I would put down that sword if I were you, unless you wish to be relieved of a few family members. You wouldn't want to see your sister die would you?" He said gesturing toward Lucy with an evil smile on his face.
"What do you want?" I asked him coldly.
"Narnia. Wasn't that obvious? Like I said put down your sword, unless you want me to dispatch your lovely sister?" he sneered.
Suddenly a crossbow bolt came out of nowhere and went through my hand and into my desk. "Men, the High King has something of my brother's. Relive him of it and bind him, while you're at it. But, be careful both can be deadly, armed or not.
I tried to defend myself and Susan but, it's very hard to fight with your hand pinned to a desk. Someone tried to bind Susan, so I knocked him out of the way. As I turned to face my next man, the now furious man I had knocked out of the way, had the smart idea to bring his sword down on my head and I collapsed. but before I went unconscious, I heard Lucy and Susan frantically screaming for me as they were dragged away. "No! Peter! Peter!"