The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe: The Protector
The Chronicles of Narnia: The story of the Protector is about Lorelei Rhiannon, a daughter of Aslan who is chosen to be the protector of the Kings and Queens and of whole Narnia. Along the way she bumps into hardships and love. Rated T+ for the battles. PeterOCEdmund.
Chapter One.
''Stand Lorelei Rhiannon. Stand. And live again, my daughter.''
''No, but I'm sure the professor wouldn't mind us using these. And if think about it logically we're not even taking them out of the wardrobe,'' a male voice rang out through the silence.
''But that's is a girls coat.'' a second male voice said in disgust.
''I know.'' the first said bluntly, ''Lead the way, Lu.''
A figure froze mid jump and swung around the tree to peer at the snow filled land before her. It was a girl with long shaggy brown hair tumbling down her shoulders. Her honey coloured eyes narrowed as she saw the four figures trudging through the deep snow.
''Holy mane.'' she hissed and glanced up. A robin was perched on the branch above her.
''What shall we do, Miss Aslan?'' Robin chirped excitedly, ''It seems that the faun wasn't lying!''
''It seems so.'' the girl bit her slowly blue turning lip and shook her head, ''Maugrim and his troops might still be around. I'll go and lead them off, you warn the beavers.'' she ordered and dropped down the tree in a crouch.
Listening carefully she could hear the humans voices very faintly and something thundering across the snowy lands. Maugrim. The girl jumped up and sprinted towards the troop heading this way.
Robin called out a warning but the girl paid no heed, running in a speed that showed she was no ordinary human. Robin sighed and flew closer to the faun's home. She stopped outside the cave where the humans were clearly distraught about something.
''Psst!'' Robin hissed loudly to gain their attention and not warn any enemies in the neighbourhood.
''Did-did that bird just 'psst' us?'' a girl asked in shock.
The girl raced through the snow. It was getting later in the afternoon and colder as well. She had been out every single night waiting for those four humans and now they were finally here.
She had to make sure the Witch didn't catch any wind of what was going on under her nose. Narnia was once a peaceful country, and then the Witch started an uprising. Jadis the White Witch.
She took everything from the brunette girl. Everything. And the girl had every intentions to now repay the debt and take everything from the Witch. Soon, very soon, the winter will be over and it shall be spring again.
The girl turned direction, seeing the figures bounding across the tree line and ran towards the small pack of wolves. As soon as they caught sight of her they skidded to a stop and growled.
''Where's Maugrim?'' the girl demanded, stopping a good space away from them. Sure-she might be fast but in this cold she stood a disadvantage.
''Away from here. Why?'' a wolf growled.
''I was planning on turning myself in.'' the girl rolled her head, popping her neck joints, ''Because I asked you stupid mutt.'' she snapped placing a hand on the hilt of a sword strapped around her middle.
''But there is hope my dears. Isn't there hope?'' Mrs Beaver turned to her husband. He almost choked on his drink, eager to agree with her excitedly. The four humans sat around a table in their burrow.
''Oh yeah! There's a great deal more of that hope!'' Mr Beaver exclaimed. ''Aslan is on the move.'' he said slowly in a low voice.
''Who's Aslan?'' the dark haired male asked, slightly uninterested to cover the sharp pull he felt in his chest.
Mr Beaver stared at them for a moment and then started laughing hysterically, ''Who's Aslan! Hah- Who's As-lan…'' he broke off at the soft nudge from Mrs Beaver and stared at the humans incredulously. ''You don't know… do you?'' he asked.
''Well…we haven't exactly been here very long.'' the eldest human told him.
''He's only the King of the whole wood.'' Mr Beaver said excitedly, ''The top geezer! The real King of Narnia!''
''He's been away for a long while,'' Mrs Beaver added.
''But he's just got back!'' Mr Beaver cried out, ''And he waiting for you at the Stone Table!''
''…He's waiting for us?'' the youngest human asked surprised.
''You're blooming jokin'! They don't even know about the prophecy!'' Mr Beaver widened his eyes at them, ''Look. Aslan's return. Tumnus' arrest. The secret police…it's all happening because of you!'' Mr Beaver exclaimed.
''You're blaming us?'' the eldest female human frowned at him.
''No! Not blaming, thanking you!'' Mrs Beaver said hurriedly.
''There's a prophecy that states when Adam's flesh and Adam's bone, sit at Cair Paravel in throne. The evil time will be over and done with.'' Mr Beaver recited.
''You know … that doesn't exactly rhyme.'' the eldest female human pointed out.
''Oh, I know that. But you're kinda missing the point!'' Mr Beaver said getting aggravated in a good excited way-if that was possible.
''What he's trying to say is that it has long been foretold that two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve will defeat the White Witch and restore peace to Narnia.'' Mrs Beaver explained kindly with a glance at her husband.
''And … you think we're the one's?'' the eldest male human frowned.
''Well you better be!'' Mr Beaver said-doing everything but shouting, ''Because Aslan and the Lady have already figured out your army!''
''Our army?'' the youngest human questioned surprised.
''Mum sent us away so that we wouldn't get caught up in a war.'' the eldest female human reminded the other humans.
''I think you've made a mistake. We're not hero's.'' the eldest human-the male apologized to the Beavers.
''We're from Finchley.'' the eldest female human put in. ''Thank you for your hospitality but we really have to go.'' she said, standing up.
''But you can't just leave!'' Mr Beaver cried out.
''He's right, we have to help Mr Tumnus!'' the youngest human piped up in alarm.
''It's out of our hands.'' the eldest human said firmly, ''I'm sorry but it's time the four of us got home.''
''You don't understand.'' Mr. Beaver said gravely, ''And besides there is a young girl out there, younger then you probably risking her life once again for you all. Because you all are her Kings and Queens!''
The girl panted hard, her sword lashing out and another wolf collapsing to the ground. The snow around her was stained red and she herself had her fair share of cuts and bruises.
She smiled quickly at her companions-she would have been dead if they didn't show up. Spot the Leopard and two Satyrs, Max and Gruff. Gruff bearing a bow and arrows and Max a good short sword.
There was one problem though-they were nearing the Beavers burrow.
''Max.'' the girl said sharply.
He nodded to her to show he heard, hauling out with his short sword to keep the wolves at distance.
''But my lady-'' he started.
''No Max. We must do it-I'll do anything for my Kings and Queens.'' the girl snapped, though as she got ready for the distraction which would have cost her her life something came in between.
Howls rose up from the forest, ways behind them. The girl's ears perked and her eyes widened.
''We'll finish this off some other time, girl.'' a wolf snarled and the remaining wolves turned their heels and bounded away, their howls joining the ones raising up in the air.
''They found out.'' the girl whispered, ''They found out!'' she said sharply and looked at her companions sharply.
Spot was tending to a cut across his left front paw which was bleeding vigorously and Gruff was collecting arrows with a limp.
Max and her seemed to be the ones with only minor scraps though Max was staring at her side warily. She glanced down and brushed him off.
''It's a cut. Maybe slightly deep, but it struck nothing vital.'' she mumbled, ''Go warn the others at the Stone Table, I shall aid the Beavers.'' she ordered and the Satyrs and the leopard nodded.
''Be safe, my lady.'' Spot sunk through his front legs and sprinted off at the speed that not even the girl could measure.
Max and Gruff both showed her a bow and she curtsied awkwardly before watching them run off.
''My Kings and Queens.'' the girl mumbled and headed for the Burrow.
She froze in shock at the sight of the ravished house and the wolves pouring through it. ''Dammit.'' she muttered under her breath. The girl felt a slight tinge of worry but not much.
Mr Beaver was a smart beast, he would have gotten them out of there in time-and she knew exactly where too.
''Badger!'' the girl hissed out cautiously, ''Mr Badger!'' she glanced around to make sure it was safe before venturing out of the trees.
''Greetings gents, lost something have we?'' a horribly familiar voice said from below her and she froze.
''Don't patronize me.'' a voice snarled-Maugrim. ''I know where your allegiance lies. We're looking for some humans.''
A fox laughed loudly, "Humans? Here in Narnia?" he said disbelieving, "That's a valuable bit of information, don't you think?"
The girl bit back a snarl and gripped the branch tightly. Fox. Traitor. She moved a branch aside to glance down.
A pack of wolves were standing below her circling around Fox. At the head of the pack stood Maugrim, the leader and the right hand of Jadis.
One of the wolves pounced on Fox and lifted him up off the ground by his scruff. Fox let out a yelp and the girl could of sworn she head a sharp intake of breath.
''Your reward is your life." Maugrim growled. "It's not much, but still. Where are the fugitives?" he snarled threateningly.
Fox whimpered in pain and the girl grasped the hilt of her sword. If he told them-she'd jump in. His eyes suddenly lifted to hers. She narrowed her honey coloured orbs at him. His eyes shifted to the other side of her and she looked up shocked.
Her eyes widened as she caught the look of a boy, older then herself. His blue eyes were widened as well as he took in her appearance. The girls eyes ran across his face and to the small girl he had his arm over.
Mr and Mrs Beaver were on a branch near them and a girl, older then herself also sat staring at the wolves and Fox with a pale face.
"North. They ran north." Fox finally gave in.
"Smell them out." Maugrim ordered. The wolf biting into Fox's scruff shook him once and then slung him through the snow as the pack ran off.
The girl waited a moment, her eyes fixed on Fox until she couldn't hear the wolves anymore. Fox whimpered in pain as she grabbed the hilt of her sword and unsheathed it in a fluid motion.
''My Lady, no!'' Mr Beaver cried out as the girl leapt down the tree and grabbed Fox's scruff. She hauled him up against the tree he was lying against and forced the tip of her sword at his neck.
''What are you intentions, traitor?'' she snarled at him.
''No- I swear!'' Fox croaked.
''Miss Aslan- please! He was helping us!'' Mrs Beaver exclaimed, touching her arm softly.
The girl looked at them wildly and at the children, ''He pointed them in the direction of our Kings and Queens! He's a traitor!'' she growled.
''No, no! You have it wrong! These are the King and Queens!'' Mrs Beaver said alarmed, ''Please-Fox was helping.''
''They what?'' the girl asked unbelievingly. She slowly lowered her sword and let go off Fox. He dropped to the ground with a strangled yelp. The girl turned to scrutinize the three kids standing behind the Beavers.
''These are the King and Queens of Narnia.'' Mr Beavers arm swept up to them.
''You've got to be kidding me? You're it? You're the Kings and Queens of- Wait-'' the girl stared at them. She frowned, ''If-if that is true, where is the fourth?''
''You're it?'' the boy echoed, ''I'm older then you. Who are you supposed to be then?'' the blonde boy frowned at her.
''The fourth…'' Mrs Beaver trailed off.
''He betrayed them.'' Fox filled in.
''He what!'' the girl said sharply.
Mr. Beaver started gathering firewood, ''They are the Kings and Queens, My Lady. They fit the prophecy.''
The girl frowned slightly and then sighed, she swept to her knees in a bow, sticking her sword against the ground in front of the boy.
''My name is Lorelei Rhiannon. I apologize, my King. For my behaviour.'' she said sincerely, ''I am grateful you finally came to help us kill the Witch and return Narnia to it's original state.''
The boy looked at her in alarm as Mr Beaver started a fire, ''No! We aren't here to fight!''
Lorelei looked at him in shock, ''What!''
''Calm down, my Lady. Let's settle down and we can tell you what happened before you reached us.'' Mrs Beaver placed a paw on Lorelei's shoulder before she got to her feet.
Lorelei nodded and the children settled down whilst Mrs Beaver started tending to Fox. The youngest girl asked what happened to the animals turned to stone as Lorelei walked over to them.
''Thank you. For helping a comrade in need. I promise,'' Lorelei touched Mr Badger's head, ''I will help you return back to normal.''
''They were helping Tumnus. The Witch got here before I did." Fox explained, yelping in pain as Mrs Beaver cleaned the wound the wolf had made.
"Are you all right?" the young girl asked in concern.
"Well, I wish I could say their bark was worse than their bite." Fox said wryly and yelped again,
"Oh stop squirming! You're worse than Beaver on bath day." Mrs Beaver scolded him.
''Plus you deserve it.'' Lorelei mumbled grimly. She was seated against a tree a little way away from the Beavers and the King and Queens.
"Worst day of the year." Mr Beaver whispered.
"Thank you for your kindness," Fox said as he got up. "But I'm afraid that's all the cure I have time for."
"You're leaving?" the youngest Queen exclaimed.
Fox bowed. "It has been a pleasure, my Queen, and an honour, but time is short and Aslan himself has asked me to gather more troops." he informed them with a glance at Lorelei who stood up amazed.
"You've seen Aslan?" Mr. Beaver asked in excitement.
Mrs. Beaver gasped. "What's he like?"
Fox adverted his eyes and smiled. "Like everything we've ever heard." he said, and then looked up at the young King and Queens. "You'll be glad to have him by your side in the battle against the Witch."
Lorelei smiled. Her face lit up at the thought of Aslan finally being here. Everything is going to be alright.
"But we're not planning on fighting any witch." the elder Queen spoke up suddenly.
Lorelei's head shot up to look at her wide eyed, ''What!''
"But surely, King Peter, the prophecy!" Fox exclaimed, looking at the King hopefully.
"We can't go to war without you." Mr. Beaver chipped in as Lorelei took a step towards them.
"…We just want our brother back." The King sighed.
''You've got to be kidding me now, Your Majesty.'' Lorelei gasped, walking over to him, ''The prophecy! We need you!''
''I-'' the young King looked down at her uncomfortably, ''Look, you don't have to call me Your Majesty.'' he said hesitantly.
''Oh-I could not call you different, Your Majesty.'' Lorelei's eyes widened and she bowed. ''I'm your protector.''
''You're Peter's what?'' the eldest Queen asked surprised.
''No, no, my Queen. Not just the King's protector. Also the protector of you and the youngest Queen.'' Lorelei corrected her quickly.
''Protector?'' the youngest Queen chimed on, ''What do you mean with that?''
''I belong to you. I am no more then your personal bodyguard. I guess you can explain it as I am your first life.'' Lorelei informed then, still bowing.
''Our what! Wait-wait- this is crazy!'' the King quickly grabbed Lorelei's shoulders and pushed her up gently, ''What?''
''I am your protector. I give my life for you. My life means nothing if I fail my duty to protect you.'' Lorelei said, her face blank. Her insides raged, they were kidding! They had to help!
''This is crazy.'' the King shook his head, ''All we want is our brother. I'm sorry, but I can't promise anything.'' he sighed and rubbed his temples.
''Is this true, though. Did the King betray you?'' Lorelei questioned.
The King hung his head and the eldest Queen nodded sombrely.
''He fell in the hands of the White Witch.'' Mr Beaver told Lorelei which caused her to clenched her hand tight around the hilt of the sword.
The King and Queens eyed it warily.
''That wretched old hag!'' Lorelei finally exploded, ''I swear to Aslan that I'll kill her! Dammit. She screws everything up!'' she raged, whirling around and punching the tree with a crack that echoed throughout the forest.
''Oh my!'' the eldest Queen gasped and the King hurried forwards to grab her hand that had sunk into the tree trunk.
''Are you alright!'' he asked in alarm. Lorelei turned her head to look at him. She gazed into his blue eyes and nodded stiffly as she pulled her hand away.
His jaw dropped as he saw it was unharmed apart from a few scraps on her knuckles. ''What- How did you-?'' he asked confused.
''My King.'' Lorelei laughed hollowly, ''I am not weak as you suppose me to be. I might be a mere ten years old to you, but I am strong. That is the reason I was assigned by Aslan to be your protector.'' she told him. ''Along with my loyalty. I shall serve you until my death. I promise I shall get the second King back.''
The King just stared at her in shock and nodded wordlessly. He couldn't speak and had no idea what he could even say.
"Tomorrow is going to be a long day." Mrs Beaver spoke up, breaking the silence. "You are going to need your strength. I think it's time for you to get some sleep."
Lorelei nodded and glanced at the Queens. ''Sleep well, Your Majesties.'' she said and bowed before grabbing a branch above her and hauling herself onto it. She nestled back against the trunk with her sword flat out across her lap.
The King watched her for a moment and she met his gaze before closing her eyes finally.
Aslan. I swear I shall get the fourth royal back. No matter what it costs me.
A/N
New story (:
I have a few chapters already written out, long chapters as well, so I think I'll update this story weekly.
The Chronicles of Narnia: The story of the Protector is about Lorelei Rhiannon, a daughter of Aslan who is chosen to be the protector of the Kings and Queens and of whole Narnia. Along the way she bumps into hardships and love.
Each part of the story Rhiannon has to deal with love. Peter Pevensie. Edmund Pevensie and Caspian X. All three boys shall be in her mind and heart but eventually she shall choose only one.
In The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe: The Protector we meet Lorelei for the first time. She is chosen by Aslan to be the protector of the Kings and Queens and of whole Narnia. Along the way Lorelei struggles with new feelings and her faith and trust. What link have Jadis and Lorelei got?
In Prince Caspian: Loyalties we see Lorelei back again. Only this time she is calling herself Rhiannon and has changed back into what she originally was. A Telmarine. Is Lorelei still the protector of Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy? Or has she changed?
In The Voyage of the Dawn Treader: Choices Edmund and Lucy are back! They meet up with Lorelei and Caspian on the Dawn Treader where Edmund and Lorelei both realize the truth. Taken on this adventure Edmund struggles against his deepest fear and how close Lorelei and Caspian are. Lorelei is challenged at the end of the adventure. Will she return with Edmund, Lucy and Eustage?
This story about Lorelei shall continue into three main stories and a maybe glimpse into her life before Aslan. Follow the Chronicles of Narnia rewritten with Lorelei Rhiannon added into it.
The main story shall not change, so there won't be changing of lines or Lorelei doing something one of the children should be doing. Follow Lorelei's time with the Pevensies and Prince Caspian until the end and enjoy.