Narnia: The Princess and The Pirate

Author's note

I do not, in any way, own Narnia or any of C.S Lewis' characters but I do own my OC. And I do hope that everyone who will come across this story will enjoy it. Please review to let me know about my mistakes or if you think that maybe I should discontinue the story. Thank you and please enjoy!

And special thanks to :

Cora Knight

Daddyscowgirl94

SonnyC88

Chapter 1 : Knowing the Crew

Cynthia felt strange. She didn't know what to think. The crew seemed nice. She befriended most of them quite easily. But yet, she still had no idea as to where they were headed. Captain Edmund Pevensie steered clear of the girl. He had a feeling that she would only bring trouble and to him, there was already more than enough trouble.

Cynthia took quite awhile to shake off her shock of being in the presence of pirates. She always assumed that pirates were greedy old men who only cared for alcohol, women and treasure. But these group of people were anything but. She got to know that the mouse ─ which wasn't difficult because the mouse was a chatterbox ─ is called Reepicheep. It didn't take long to find out that the mouse hated being called cute, adorable and anything of the like.

Then, she talked to Mr Beaver who was extremely funny and opinionated. He could also be quite bossy as he ordered her to help clean the ship since she was to be staying onboard the ship. Her Kingdom was too far away by the time she woke up which was proof of how fast the Dawn Treader is.

She met a shy but sweet faun called Mr Tumnus. He played some beautiful songs on his flute which seemed to lull some of the crewmembers to sleep. It was quite hilarious as she watched the captain trying to wake his crew up.

As she wandered onto the helm once, she managed to get a chance to talk to Oreius, the centaur who rescued her from the five men. Oreius turned out to be the first mate but that seemed very likely. He seemed far too silent and only spoke when it was necessary but he exuded an air of confidence ─a humble kind of confidence.

Cynthia looked up to see the Captain at the helm. It seemed almost impossible to imagine that the young boy is the captain of a huge ship such as this. During her first day on the Dawn Treader, the captain dragged her into his cabin. Cynthia was scared until the Captain told her that she could use his bed during her stay. When she asked him what he will use, he just shrugged and said he'll sleep on a hammock in the deck below with the other crewmembers.

But ever since then, she hardly talked to him. It was like they didn't have anything to talk about which could possibly be very true. Cynthia found out that the captain and the crewmembers are very close to each other. Cynthia was also put in charge of cooking since she's the only female on board. But being as inexperienced as she is, Cynthia had to ask advice from Mr Tumnus. Luckily for her, the faun didn't mind teaching her.

After three days at sea, the Dawn Treader finally found its destination. Edmund requested for them to get rowboats ready. Cynthia looked at the island with a curious expression on her face. "What are you going to get there?"

Edmund turned his attention to the Princess and regarded her with his blank look. " We have to get food and fruits from the island before we venture deeper into the sea." He answered simply before turning to get onto one of the rowboats prepared. Then, he turned towards her with a sigh. "Are you coming?"

Cynthia's eyes widened in surprise before she smiled and got into the boat as well. The boats were lowered down to the sea and the captain started rowing the boat to shore. Once they reached the shore, everyone split up to find food and fruits or anything else that could be valuable. Cynthia followed Edmund since she did not wield a weapon. They walked in silence.

Cynthia decided to break the silence. " Um, Captain, I just want to say thank you for the-"

"Alright." He cut her off and brushed past her. Cynthia glared at his back.

"Rude." She muttered under her breath before following him. Cynthia spent some time insulting the captain in her mind that she didn't notice that the captain had stopped walking. She collided into his back and yelped. " Sorry." She mumbled as the captain sent her a glare.

"Can't you see where you're walking?" He asked with narrowed eyes.

Cynthia glared back. " Well, sorry if I'm a little lost in thought. It's not like you haven't done that before!" She fired back at Edmund, seething at the thought of him. Then Edmund covered her mouth to stop her from talking. He pulled them both to hide behind a rock. She was struggling under his hold until he sent her another glare. With his free hand, he unsheathed his sword. Cynthia wasn't that stupid, she knew when to listen.

She stopped struggling and tried to even her breathing. Edmund was trying to listen for anything suspicious. Footsteps walked right by them. Once he felt that it was safe, he released his hold on her and got up. He walked off and Cynthia quickly got to her feet to chase after him. Cynthia was busy grumbling to herself while Edmund was wondering about how he got stuck with an annoying girl.

In the end, they went back to the ship without a single word uttered from either of them. It wasn't long before the other crewmembers returned without any loot. With a sigh, Edmund decided that it was time to crash a party, so to speak.

It has been five days since that day. Edmund and Cynthia avoided each other like they thought the other was some kind of plague. Cynthia couldn't recognise where they were headed since she wasn't even given a chance to travel when she was the Princess. She enjoyed how the wind blew her hair back and the smell of the ocean with the mermaids waving to her every now and then. She felt at peace without having to worry about being a proper lady.

"Enjoying the ocean, now are we?" Cynthia whirled around to see Mr Beaver looking at the ocean with a longing look. Cynthia gave a smile to the Beaver. She has been meaning to ask the crewmembers something that has been bothering her. "You look like you got something to say." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

Cynthia gripped the wooden railing. "Well," She started while staring at the sunset. " I wanted to know why." Mr Beaver looked very confused at her question. The silence caused Cynthia to turn around, half of her face bathed in the sun rays. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm being entirely too vague again. What I meant is that the lot of you aren't particularly like pirates and yet people call you pirates. Why is that?"

Mr Beaver had a surprised look on his face before he burst out laughing with his hands clutching his sides. Cynthia was used to Mr Beaver's strange sense of humour so it didn't insult her as much as it did during her first day there. She tapped her foot while waiting for him to finish laughing. All of a sudden, in a blur of white, Mr Beaver was laughing on the floor with a mouse standing on top of him.

Reepicheep shook his head at his friend. " Sometimes I wonder about your sanity, my dear friend." The mouse said with a solemn look before turning to the Princess with an adoring look. "Milady, I overhead your question and to answer it, well, I suppose it's because we are searching for a treasure."

Cynthia furrowed her eyebrows together in deep thought. Of course, pirates are always associated with treasure. She slapped her hand to her forehead in realisation. " Silly me! Thanks for the clarification, Reep." She thanked the mouse while planting a kiss on the mouse's forehead before she headed back to the Captain's cabin (her cabin for now).

Later that night, Cynthia wandered below deck. She was hoping to get some apples to eat. However, her feet stopped moving as she heard voices talking. She recognised it as the captain's and Oreius's voice. She, being as curious as a cat, planted her ear onto the door to listen to their conversation.

"I refuse, Oreius. We don't need her help." Edmund stated with a firm look. Oreius looked more amused than mad.

" Then, how do you suppose to get into that Ball? Lady Cynthia would blend in perfectly with the people of royal blood." Oreius replied.

Edmund sighed. " It could be risky. And it would be very risky for her." Cynthia knocked on the door. If they needed her help for something, she was more than willing to assist them. "Come in." The captain answered. When the door swung open, it revealed Cynthia standing there with a determined expression and Edmund knew immediately that Cynthia was eavesdropping on them. "Do you accept?" He asked her with his gaze on her.

Cynthia nodded her head. " Of course, it's the least I could do, captain." Edmund still had a blank look on his face as he nodded his head. Cynthia felt a little upset that he didn't even want to smile at her. In fact, she has never seen him being overly happy. It was like he built a wall around himself. And from that day on, Cynthia vowed to break that wall even if extreme force was necessary.

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Cynthia was dressed in a gown that she was very familiar with ─ a dark shade of green that flow well above her ankles. She did a twirl once, trying to see if she could still dance well. She twirled her hair up into a complicated bun and clipped it up. She made her way outside onto deck and could hear her own heart beating within her chest. She took a deep breath and turned the doorknob. Outside, the night sky looked beautiful with the wind blowing the ocean waters into overlapping waves.

She gave the crewmates a tentative smile, trying to act like the noblewoman she was brought up to be even though she despised being one. She curtsied at them while trying not to giggle at their shocked faces. She couldn't stand it any longer and her giggles escaped her lips. "Cat got your tongues?" She teased with mirth in her eyes.

Reepicheep snapped out of it instantly. " I will not allow any cats near the Dawn Treader! I will die protecting this ship." Reepicheep sworn to the crewmembers and most of them started laughing. Cynthia took huge gasps of air to steady herself again. " My lady, you look dazzling tonight." Everyone knew about the plan. Cynthia is supposed to enter the ball and when she could finally escape the boring crowd, she would go to the back door to allow the pirates into the manor.

Cynthia was a little worried. She wouldn't want them to be caught of breaking and entering a rich man's home, the rich man that held a valuable artefact. With a few more well wishes from the crewmembers, she walked to the dry ground. She walked up to the huge manor and curtsied at the guard. The guard eyed her with greedy eyes and Cynthia refrained from hitting the guard. The guard allowed her in and she gave him a cold smile that didn't reach her eyes.

She was led to the ballroom almost immediately. She hoped that no one could recognise her. She made her way into the room when an elderly looking man appeared in front of her. The man had long, curly greying hair on his head, his upper lip and his chin. His eyes had a certain wild look in them and Cynthia froze as he stared into her eyes. The man took hold of both her arms and went close enough to whisper.

"Take it before it's too late...Princess Cynthia of Archenland." The man warned. " Before it's too late!" He repeated with an anguished look. Another man pried the old man off Cynthia. "Before all is lost forever!"

The other man bowed at Cynthia. " I do apologise for Lord Rhoop. He has had some bad experiences before this. Please excuse him." Cynthia nodded her head, too scared to do anything else. She stayed there, her feet seemed frozen to the ground. Someone knows, she thought to herself. That was when Cynthia remembered what she must do. She tried her best to blend in before she made her way to the kitchens.

She scanned the kitchen to make sure that no one was there. She unhooked the lock and Edmund was standing there. He gave her a quick nod before he entered. Both of them headed upstairs which is where they suspected the artefact would be hidden. Edmund unsheathed his sword and got ready to fight just in case. Cynthia followed closely behind as she heard the other pirates fighting a battle outside. So the guards weren't as stupid as they look.

But as they got into the room with a sword that looked strangely identical to Edmund's, Edmund froze which made Cynthia slam into his back again. In the room were strange looking men. They wore clothes that smell of alcohol and they looked dirty. There was five of them but this time, Oreius isn't around. Edmund handed Cynthia a dagger.

"Try to protect yourself if they come after you." He whispered to her and she nodded. Her hands clenched onto the dagger, unsure if she could even fight. Edmund looked at her from the corner of his eyes. He didn't like to see the look of fear on her face. It looked similar to the one he had a long time ago. But after what has happened... He shook the thought out of his mind and focus on the battle that would start.

The burly looking man with a black hat and shaggy hair grinned maniacally at them. " Oh, look 'ere boys, we got ourselves a fight." Then his eyes scanned Cynthia's body. That made Edmund mad although he didn't understand why he would be mad. "A pretty lass like yourself shouldn't be carryin' a dangerous weapon 'round." The man looked over his shoulder to his men. "Kill the boy." He ordered his men.

Cynthia's eyes widened in fear, not for her own safety but for Edmund's safety. The men looked at each other in glee. "Aye, captain!" They chorused in unison while they took their weapons out.

Almost immediately, the battle started. They attacked Edmund who did his best to dodge while fight back. He managed to knock the sword off the hand of one of his opponents. In the meantime, Cynthia was backing away from the supposed Captain of those men. She held the dagger in her hands with shaky hands.

Cynthia kept wishing for Reepicheep or Beaver or Oreius or maybe even Tumnus to appear. She gave a yelp of surprise as she found that she couldn't back away any longer. The captain grinned at her. Cynthia knew that the dress would only hinder her movements and that she had no way of escaping now. Just as the enemy captain was about to lunge himself at her, Edmund appeared and knocked the man away, narrowly dodging a sword that came at him.

"Are you alright?" Edmund asked, panting heavily. Cynthia nodded her head and turned her worried eyes onto him. She wanted to do something to help but there was nothing she could do. "Stay back." He ordered her and she agreed with a nod. If she put herself in danger, Edmund wouldn't be able to focus. She would only be a bother.

Then, she looked ahead to see that when Edmund was busy defending himself from the other four men, the enemy captain was up on his feet. He staggered his way to them which proved that he had a little too much to drink. However, he still had a sword in his hand and looked very much like a formidable foe.

The enemy captain held the sword high up in the air, ready to plunge it into Edmund's heart.

Please review, I do need to know my mistakes and whether or not it should be continued. Thanks in advance! P.S: With college, I'm suddenly feeling the pressure of my studies so uploading might be slower than expected but I'll try my best to upload soon. (Reviews will make it faster!)