A/N: Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NARNIA OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY! (besides Evanna)
She rode her horse out of the woods, followed by her guards, staying on the light path that led up to the the gate. She halted and turned towards the Faun on her right.
"I am here to seek meeting with the King of Narnia," She held her head high, They had gotten her fathers letter two weeks ago, and should be expecting her.
The two Fauns looked at each other then opened the gate and allowed her and her men through. They rode into an open courtyard where they dis-mounted. The Princess looked around, it was beautiful.
The way the stone and green melted together to make a picture of perfection was more then anything she had even imagined.
She looked at her guards, they were looking around amazed by the place as well. She turned back towards her horse, and took from it her small box. She never journeyed without it.
Holding her box with her one hand she used the other to throw back the hood of her red cloak. letting the sunlight hit her face making her smile at its warmth.
A few more Fauns came to take their tired horses to the Stables not long afterward.
She walked over towards the fountain in the middle, it had a Lion in it, she was hypnotized by the craftsmanship of it, that is, until she saw a Beaver walking towards her, the look of full intelligence in its eyes. Then to her surprise, it spoke.
"Greeting, your Majesty, I will make sure you and your men are comfortable during your visit. I am Mr. Beaver," and with that he bowed low. The Princess was is so much shock that she couldn't speak, so he spoke again.
"ah, yes, indeed, many guest have found they cannot speak after seeing the beauty of Cair Paravel. Let us hope you can speak by tomorrow, eh?" he chuckled and smiled. She could only slightly smile back.
There was a silence, an awkward one. The kind that can only get more awkward the more no body speaks, but the more awkward it gets no body wants to speak.
Finally Mr. Beaver spoke for the third time, "I can take your men for some drinks and have you shown to your chamber if her Majesty wishes?"
After looking at her men she could only accept, "of course. Thank you."
"Follow me, Gents!" He happily cried while clapping his hands, and her Guards followed him while muttering "Thanks yous" to the Princess.
She didn't have to stand there long before she saw someone else, or Something else. Another animal approached her, a Cheetah this time, and told her to follow. She did.
The Cheetah led her through so many passageways and up so many stairs that she wondered how she would even know where to go in the castle. But the Cheetah seemed to have no doubts.
When they finally stopped at a door the Princess opened it, she was smart enough to know the Cheetah wouldn't be able to.
She stepped in and gasped, The room was much bigger and grander then her room in her fathers castle.
King Peter sat in his study when Tumnus entered with a bow, "Your Highness, the Princess of Varadore has arrived."
Peter thought for a moment, confused, then started shuffling through his papers, until he found the letter.
He scanned down it to a certain part.
-unable to visit you myself due to sickness,
so I send my Daughter in my stead,
in hopes she will make fine choices for my country and yours.
He had forgotten, He turned to Tumnus, "I want rooms for her, and...how many guards did you say?"
"Four," he replied.
"And four rooms for her guards."
"At once, your Majesty," Tumnus bowed and backed out, closing the door behind him.
Peter sighed and rubbed his temples. He got up and went to his window overlooking the courtyard. He saw Mr. Beaver and the Princess standing there, no one seemed to be talking.
He had forgotten, about the meeting and everything, now he had to find entertainment at last minute.
But He had to find some way to entertain her while there, he could schedule musicians, and magicians, dances and balls.
Lucy was fine at conversation, but she was shy, Susan was away, and he was busy, having so many duties as High King.
Peter snapped his fingers, Edmund! He was great at making jokes and small talk, Him and Lucy could join their guests, for tonight, then tomorrow, when Susan was back, could hold the first of many meetings. It was Brilliant!
He rushed out to find Edmund, so was in his room, polishing his Sword.
He didn't look up as Peter knocked and entered, but said a polite "Hello."
Peter smiled brightly, "You do realize the Princess from Varador is here?"
Edmund looked up, confused, "Princess?"
Peter shrugged, "The King is ill, so he sent her instead."
Edmund slowly got up and looked out his window, he didn't see anybody. He turned around to face Peter, "So why are you telling me this?"
"Because you and Lucy are going to dine with her tonight," He looked Smug. too smug.
"Peter, whatever you're playing at, I don't want any part of it," Edmund said sternly. It didn't phase Peter.
"Brilliant. so you'll be down in the main hall at Five?" Peter was happy about something, even Peter didn't know.
"Where will you be?" Edmund was getting tired just seeing how happy Peter was.
"I have to finish everything up the last meeting, which is why you and Lucy will be the only ones dining with her tonight. Tomorrow it will be all of us," Peter turned to walk away.
Lucy had spotted the Princess when she was being taken to her Chamber. She had looked only a year or two older then Lucy, with dark Auburn hair, and the kind of natural Grace and Posture that Susan had.
Lucy wandered the castle for a while before stumbling upon Edmund, a very upset looking Edmund.
"What wrong Ed?" She asked putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Peter wants only us two to dine with the Princess tonight."
Lucy frowned, What was wrong with that? She spoke her thought.
"I understand Peter and Susan cant, but why only us two join her? We've had guest dine alone before, or more commonly with Mr. Tumnus or the beavers."
Lucy was still confused, "Well why not? There should be no reason why we can't dine with her. Anything else bothering you Edmund? Are you ill?"
Edmund replied with "I don't know, Lucy" shrugged off her hand and stalked off.
Lucy sighed. Men.
Edmund seemed to be in a better mood by the time Dinner had rolled around, he and Lucy were sitting on either sides of the table waiting for the Princess to arrive.
Edmund was looking at his fork like it was the most interesting this in the world and Lucy was happily looking around, until the door opened and in stepped Mr and Mrs. Beaver and the Princess.
Edmund and Lucy stood up. Edmund bowed and Lucy curtsied. The Princess curtsied to Lucy then did the same to Edmund. "I am Evanna, Princess of Varadore." Her voice, softer then expected, was firm, but yet gentle at the same time. Edmund wanted her to speak again.
But Lucy spoke next, "I am Queen Lucy, and this is my older brother, King Edmund."
The Princess looked at Lucy, then Edmund, then back to Lucy, then said, "Siblings who run the country instead of Husband and Wife? How odd." but nevertheless, she smiled.
Edmund smiled too, and spoke up, "Shall we sit, and I will have the servants fetch the first course?"
They all agreed and sat. The Princess next to Lucy and Edmund on the other side of the table, facing them.
While the first course was served they talked of many things, and they learned some things about the Princess.
Like how she loves to dance but has never been to a formal ball, and loves to paint and ride horses.
King Edmund also learned her eyes were Hazel, she wished to dance with him first and also, that she was in no way, shape or form, betrothed to another. And this made Edmund very happy.
A/N: I'm really proud of this story, please review and rate and all of that fun stuff! I'll be uploading the second chapter soon! :)
3 Sara