Disclaimer: I admire C.S. Lewis very much, too much to take credit for what is clearly his world. Only Faylen, Miralen, Gerald, and the thieves are mine.
This is my first fan fiction. I welcome all reviews and critiques. If I have any spelling or grammatical errors, please let me know so that I can fix them, thank you.
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"No, absolutely not," Peter said. "I will not allow you to do it."
"Peter, you know I can do it and I am the only one who can right now," Lucy replied.
"I should not have even let you come this far. You should have stayed at Cair Paravel."
Lucy sat down on a chair in Peter's tent. "It has to be done. This could be the end to the remnant of the Witch's army. If we know that they are there, we can end this for good. We have been fighting them for nearly seven years off and on. The rest of them could be in that town. We just have to know."
Edmund leaned against the table watching them argue. He didn't like where this was going.
"But we should send someone else. It is too dangerous. I cannot send you as a spy into what could very possibly be the last lair of the Witch's army. If they discovered who you are, your life would be forfeit," Peter replied
"This town is filled with humans and you, Edmund and I are the only humans in this army. A woman is a lot less threatening than a man. I can be a girl who has lost her parents and is on her way to find her aunt who lives somewhere around here. This gives me a reason to stay and search for a day or so. I am young enough to still need someone, but old enough to search on my own." Peter paced the tent and ran his hand through his hair.
"Lucy, you are only 14. No girl your age should be wondering around on her own."
"But I don't have a choice because I have nowhere else to go."
"Lucy, it is too dangerous."
'I agree," said Edmund. "If they are there and they do find out, it would be very hard to escape. Once they know you are there without other immediate aide you will be an easy target."
"If I do not go now, they will learn that we are near and move to another location and we will have to search for them again. Do you not want this to be over? Our people have been waiting too long for us to round up the stragglers that keep terrorizing them. This has to end. I will be careful. We need this and you know that," she said gently putting her hand on his shoulder.
"I know, but to risk you…I do not think I can do that," he said looking up at her.
"Aslan will protect me. He always does. Plus, it is possible that they are not even here which is why this mission is necessary. I will return to you. I promise."
Peter sighed in defeat. He wished that he could go, but he would arouse suspicion. Lucy would look so innocent.
"You promise?"
"I promise," she repeated.
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The next morning, Lucy dressed in commoner clothes that had been purchased in a town north of the one she was infiltrating. She looked into her looking glass. It was pretty convincing she thought. The only problem being that it looked a little too clean, not like she had been traveling for a few days on the dirt roads. She left her tent and went to Peter and Edmund's tent. Peter looked up at her. He nodded approvingly at her disguise.
"You should walk around outside for a while and get it a little dirty," he said.
"Yes, I thought I should as well," She said and sat down on Peter's cot.
"Just make sure that you are not seen," Edmund warned.
"Of course."
"Will you go over your story for me?" Peter asked.
"My name is Eva Devere. I lived in Kentren until my parents Henden and Farwyn Devere died in a fire. I was out picking blackberries and it was burned to the ground when I returned. It happened three weeks ago Monday. The funeral was that Wednesday. I had heard about my Aunt Carela who had eloped and moved south, but I don't know her husband's name. He is a farmer. Carlea is my father's sister, but since she is married, her last name has changed. My father was a carpenter. My mother stayed home, but made quilts that she sold to help keep things running. I had no siblings and one friend named Sarina Fralin. I stayed with them for a week until I left to find my aunt. I did not move in there because they could not afford it. Anything else?"
"I think that covers it. You will leave after lunch. Remember you stayed at Chaylin last night. It is about an 45 minutes from Chaylin to Dunlar which is where you are going. Be careful," Peter said.
"Always. Now let us go eat some breakfast," Lucy said and led Peter and Edmund towards the smell of their breakfast being cooked.
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Lucy slung her pack over her shoulder. It had a one change of clothes five biscuits and a little bit of money, but not much, only enough for her room and a little food. She had a small horn her cordial hidden under her dress and her dagger hidden in her boot. She took a deep breath. She had practically begged Peter to let her do this, but now she was nervous. She had begged because she knew that it needed to be done. They had to end this. She walked over to Peter and Edmund.
"It is time for me to go," she said trying to hide all traces of nervousness.
"Do you have everything you need?" Edmund asked.
"Yes, I will not be gone for more than two days. I do not need much."
"You have your horn in case you need help. We will be listening," Peter said.
'Yes, I know you will." She gave Peter a big hug.
"Be careful," he whispered once more.
"I will. Do not worry. Everything will be fine. I promised, did I not?"
He smiled. "You did."
She let go and stepped back. She gave Edmund a hug as well. She smiled, turned around, and walked toward Dunlar.
