Summary: It is Lucy's sixteenth birthday. Her party and the dance held afterwards went fine without any problems at all. The day after, she and Edmund decided to take a ride away from the Cair. They knew things with Telmar and Narnia are strained. But when they are captured by one of Miraz's followers, things go downhill from there. As they are taken to the castle of Miraz I, they found the white witch alive and combined forces with the Telmarine king.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. All Narnia characters belong to C.S. Lewis. Any characters you do not recognize are the sole property of me and my boyfriends.

Chapter One: Birthday Celebrations

The morning sun slowly rose as the moon lowered itself, letting the sun shine on the land. A light wind ruffled through the trees, making them sway. The birds that had nests on the higher top chirped in protest. They were unhappy that their sleep was soon to be over. The sky slowly turned pink, and then golden, with the sun's rays. Narnia was coming alive with the morning sun. In the castle of Cair Paravel, the servants were getting ready for a brand new day. They were talking happily for it was Queen Lucy's sixteenth birthday. There would be a grand celebration tonight for the little queen. A young man strolled past the servants, stopping and nodded and smiled when they either bowed or curtsy. It was clear to everyone that he was in a hurry. An evil glint was in his blue eyes if one had looked close. There was a pitcher in his hands that was filled with ice cold water. He smirked but it faltered as a young woman strolled up to meet him from the stairs. He tried, and failed, to hide the pitcher.

"Ah….Um…Hi Su," Peter Pevensie tried to put a more cheerful tone to his voice. Susan Pevensie narrowed her eyes.

"Peter George Pevensie," she snapped. "What in Aslan's name are you doing?!"

"Uh….going to wake up Lucy," the high king replied somewhat truthfully.

"What is the water for?"

"Probably to get her back for last night," came a voice from behind. Peter jumped as Edmund came into view. He glowered at the pair.

"Are you two trying to ambush me or something?" he protested. "So what if I am trying to get her back? She should know not to out prank me last night,"

"He shrieked like a little girl," Edmund muttered to Susan, trying his hardest not to laugh. The corners of her lips twitched into a full smirk. Peter huffed. Last night at dinner everything was going smoothly as he expected. But towards the end, however, Lucy had gone up behind Peter and stuck some ice in his shirt. And that ice was cold. Peter had jumped up and yelped, trying to get it out of his shirt. When he finally got it out, he turned and saw Lucy laughing. He had jokingly told her to wait for tomorrow morning. That she was going to get it. Still laughing, she had replied she would look forward to it.

"Alright, alright," Peter protested, glaring at the two laughing siblings. "Enough enough. I am still going to-gah! Lu!" he jumped as Lucy laughed.

"Trying to get me back for last night?" she asked wickedly, her eyes twinkling.

There goes my plan, Peter thought heavily. "Happy sixteenth birthday Luce!"

"Happy birthday Lucy," Susan and Edmund chorused. The little queen smiled, her eyes glittering.

"What are we doing for today?" she asked.

"Well…there is a dinner and a dance tonight in honor of the little Valiant queen's birthday and coming of age. I had arranged for all of us to be free for the rest of the day. Why not go riding?"

Susan frowned at him. Peter quickly caught on to her look. "And we can take a few of the guards along…and…alright, alright, Su. Stop looking at me like that. Susan and Edmund can come to,"

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Lucy was up in her rooms, getting ready for the birthday dinner. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and smiled, liking what she saw. She wasn't one who had to spend every waking moment in front of the mirror. Lucy liked what she saw in herself any other day and tonight. Her wide, brown eyes glimmered with excitement. A soft smile was on her lips and her long brown hair was pulled up in a bun and tied back with a dark purple ribbon. Her dark purple dress fell just above her ankles while she was sitting. But when she stood, it fell past an inch or two. The skirts flapped against the ankles as she walked. Lucy jumped and twirled around, noticing how the dress sparkled as she moved. That was probably because there were silver swirls printed on the fabric and silver at the hems, indicating that she was the youngest Pevenise.

"Luce?" There was a knock on the door. Smiling, the queen rushed to open it. Edmund stood there, looking dashing in a silver and blue tunic and pants. "Happy birthday sis," he handed her a wrapped up package. Lucy glanced at it suspiciously, wandering what on earth it could be.

"Go head, Lulu, open it," Edmund urged. Sighing softly, Lucy took the package and slowly opened it. She just stared at the present inside. "Edmund!" she gasped, lifting the silver bracelet out and holding it closer to examine it. The king smiled as his sister hugged him tightly.

"This was the one that I wanted in the markets," she said happily, watching as Edmund put it around her left wrist. "Remember, I had pointed it out to you but we were called back to the Cair?"

"Yes Lulu," Edmund said while nodding. "I remember. That was when we found Peter in a bad temper and swearing a lot. And Susan had told us that Miraz the first, Telmar's king, had formed alliances with the white witch,"

Lucy nodded, only half smiling now. "It was to be expected," she told him as they made their way down the stairs. "Miraz and the white witch both want power and land to rule. But I really don't see why they had to join forces,"

"Can we not talk about that?" a voice inquired. The two younger siblings looked up as Peter and Susan walked towards them. Peter was looking amazing in his gold and silver tunic and dark blue pants. The hems were sewn in gold, indicating his status as the high king of Narnia. Susan was looking as pretty as Lucy in a sapphire blue gown with her hair the same way as the little queen. Peter's eyes fell on the bracelet on her wrist and tilted his head at Edmund curiously. Edmund nodded, answering an unspoken question. Lucy looked confused, looking between the two brothers. It was Susan who had gotten their attention by coughing slightly.

"Everyone's waiting," she told him. "Shall we get going?"

"Yes of course," Peter nodded, his voice sounded far away as he spoke. Lucy was the last to enter, smoothing her expression. Her eyes glittered with happiness.

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"Having fun your majesty?" Jason's voice brought Lucy from her thoughts. She looked up and nodded, forcing a smile.

"Yes I am Jason," she said politely. She fixed her gaze on him. Jason was a good looking man and he had to be in his mid twenties. His black eyes were full of warmth and friendliness. He was strong as well as muscular. But there was something about this man that she didn't like. And she couldn't place her finger on it. Lucy looked for her siblings. Peter waved at her. Lucy's lips twitched into a smile. He was in a debate with another man about something. She could recognize the reddish tint, always a danger sign, on his cheeks. Susan was talking with another man. And Edmund was….wait. She looked around the hall in alarm. Where was Edmund?

"Anything wrong your majesty?" the little queen shook her head and stared up at him. She was silent for a minute.

"No my lord," she replied. "But I must find my younger brother,"

"I'm sure he'll be fine majesty," Jason had a croon to his voice. Lucy looked up at him, suddenly scared. His grip tightened on her arms. She struggled.

"Jasson, stop it. Let me go. You're hurting me," she protested, trying to wriggle herself out of his grip.

"I would highly advise you to release her, or you'll have to answer to me," a voice growled from behind him. A sword was pointed at his neck. Jason growled and released her. He looked the queen over and left. Lucy was shaken.

"Luce?" Peter looked down at her. "Are you…..did he…."

"No," it took her a minute before she could find her voice. "He didn't hurt me Pete. Just gripped me tightly was all," she glanced at the doors that he walked through. "I don't like him," she added as an afterthought.

"He'll be watched for as long as he stays here Lucy,"

Lucy looked at Peter in alarm. "How long is he staying?" she asked.

"A week or two," he replied, alarmed at the rising tone to her voice. "Lu-"

She shook her head. "I'm fine Peter. Really. I'm just overreacting," she glared as Peter titled his head to one side, looking at her over. "I'm fine," she repeated, shoving him onto the dance floor. "And my big brother promised me a dance,"

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The dinner and the dance lasted until well into the evening hours. Lucy had left early to find Edmund. She finally located him in the library, asleep at the table. The queen skipped over and lowered her head to his ear.

"Edmund!"

"Hm?" he snapped his head up, rubbing his eyes. He glanced over at Lucy and noticed the expression on his sister's face.

"Lu, whats wrong?" he asked, worried.

Lucy wasted no time in telling him about what had taken place. Edmund's face grew stony. "I will kill him," he growled under his breath.

"No killing people Ed," she protested. "No matter how much I hate him. I won't let you. Not in Cair Paravel of course," she added as an afterthought. Edmund sighed and nodded.

"Of course," he murmured under his breath. He brightened at a thought. "Here's an idea Lu. How about tomorrow morning, before Pete and Su gets up, we'll take a ride? Just you and me."

Lucy's eyes had light up. "That would be wonderful," she said warmly, hugging her younger brother around the waist. He laughed and hugged her back.

"I take that as a yes then," he inquired. Lucy nodded, her eyes sparkling at the thought. He chuckled and hugged his sister. "Alright you, off to bed. I can see you're exhausted."

"You know I won't be able to sleep," she protested. Edmund laughed and shooed her out of the library. Lucy skipped off to her room, where she had changed into her pajamas and buried herself underneath her covers. She was looking forward to tomorrow morning and cannot wait. She drifted off to sleep, not thinking about anything. Not even Jason

A/N: wow. My first fanfic in three years. I do hope its good.