"It is against the law to use magic, on penalty of death."
"If I see you trying to sneak out of the tent tonight... Lu, you sure are in for some trouble."
"We just want to keep you safe."
Her older brother's words echoed in the back of Lucy's head. She stared at the rippling flap to the tent as the wind blew violently through it. About two hours had passed since the four siblings had settled in for the night and gone to sleep.
"I should at least try to help their king," Lucy thought to herself. "If Peter was injured, I'd do anything my magic would allow me to help him."
That's when Lucy decided she would help King Arthur. The only thing was, how would she get past her older siblings? Lucy turned onto her back and sat up slowly. She leaned over to see if her sister was sleeping, which indeed, she was. She could hear her older brothers snoring, fast asleep in the other cot. Lucy slowly lifted the blanket she was under. She did not want her older siblings to wake up. Lucy knew that if she was caught at all, she would be in a great amount of trouble, not just with the Knights of Camelot, but worse, her older siblings. After lifting the blanket off of her, Lucy carefully slid her feet off of the cot and touched them to the ground to stand up. Her small hands felt around on the ground next to the cot in the darkness for her cloak. Once she had found it, Lucy put on the cloak and walked slowly to the tent flap. Before leaving, she slipped her hand into the inside of her cloak, feeling around her waist, only to realise she was not wearing the belt her dagger and enchanted vial that were attached. Lucy remembered she had placed it on the night table in the middle of the cots. She walked slowly back to where she had started, going around the bed and to the night table. Suddenly, she heard Susan stirring. Lucy froze, not wanting to get caught. Once Susan settled back to sleep, Lucy grabbed her belt and cautiously walked out of the tent.
Once she was out, Lucy looked around to see if any knights had seen her come out of the tent. She was safe. There was only one knight, guarding and standing outside one tent, most likely the king's tent. Lucy quickly grew nervous. She looked back, unsure if she should go through with what she was planning on doing.
"I have to try." she thought to herself. Looking around one last time, she continued walking in the direction of the king's tent.
Lucy knew she had to get by the guard somehow, and quickly thought of a spell to put on him. The effect was temporary, of course. Peter would not allow Lucy to learn dangerous enchantments and spells, for fear that she was not old enough to understand the responsibility it would take. Before she got any closer to the guard, Lucy decided on a spell to incant.
"Forþ fleoge," Lucy whispered, causing the guard to immediately fall into a trance. Lucy then walked slowly into the tent lit only by a single candlestick, only to find the king sleeping soundly and a knight also asleep, sitting near the bedside. She walked over to the king, trying not to wake up the knight, but it didn't work.
Lancelot sprang up out of his sleep and drew his sword. Lucy let out a small shriek and backed up, falling on her bum. She had a petrified look on her face.
"My apologies," Lancelot said, putting his sword away. "I thought you were a bandit or another bad person." He walked to Lucy and extended his hand to help her up. Lucy took his hand, still scared.
"You must be Lucy, am I right?" Lancelot asked the little girl. Lucy nodded in response, warming up to the knight a bit.
"Well, I am Sir Lancelot, and our camp is your camp. Have a good night." He said, showing Lucy to the exit of the tent.
"Actually," Lucy spoke up, "I want to heal your king."
"You want to what?" Lancelot asked, doubting Lucy could help.
"Your king," Lucy looked at Arthur who was still fast asleep. "He's injured, is he not?"
"He's injured, yes. But I don't think you can do much to help. You are just a little girl." Lancelot said, trying to be nice.
"Please do not harm me," Lucy began, building up the nerves to reveal her magic.
"Why would I harm you?" Lancelot questioned.
"I have magic and I know I can heal your king. I know that Camelot is against any forms of magic, but" Lucy asked quickly, her voice quivering.
"No. Please leave. Any practices of magic and enchantments of any sort are banned, on penalty of death." Lancelot explained to the little girl.
"I could heal your king!" Lucy pleaded.
"I could have you executed!" Lancelot mocked her.
"Very well," Lucy thought of something to say. "If I cannot heal him, then you can execute me right here, right now. If I do heal him, you must keep my secret."
Lancelot thought for a little while, then said, "Alright. But if I end up having to execute you..." he trailed off, looking quite sad. Lancelot did not like execution for uses of magic. He was aware that his best friend Merlin had magic, and did not like the injustice people like him received.
"Do not worry. You won't have to execute me."
Lucy walked to bed the king was laying on. She grasped the enchanted vial and opened it. Lucy carefully poured a small amount over the king's wound. Arthur stirred slightly, letting out a small groan.
"Forþ fleoge." Lucy enchanted Arthur so he would not wake up and she would not get caught.
"Efencume ætgædre, eala gastas cræft ige gestricaþ þis lic forod," Lucy closed her eyes and incanted the healing spell over Arthur's wound. Lucy smiled as she saw the wound begin to magically heal.
"He should wake up feeling much better and ready to fight tomorrow."
"How did you..." Lancelot was amazed. He owed the little girl an apology. "Lucy, I am quite sorry for doubting you..." he chuckled.
"It's alright. It happens often." Lucy said, sounding slightly upset. "Goodnight, Sir Lancelot."
"Wait, Lucy, how did you do that?" Lancelot asked, still stunned.
"My older brother and a few friends taught me all the magic I know." She said with a small smile. "Could you please not tell anyone about what just happened?" Lucy requested.
"Your secret is safe with me. Goodnight Lucy." Lancelot said, escorting the small girl out of the tent.
As Lucy walked to her tent, she looked back to the guard who was still in a trance.
"Fleoge Forþ..." Lucy reversed the trance spell. The guard slowly stretched awake and continued guarding as if nothing had happened.
Lucy smiled to herself knowing that she had saved Camelot's king.
Lucy entered her family's tent, only to be stopped by Edmund, who was standing in the tent entrance holding a candle, as if he was waiting for Lucy to come back.
"Ed," Lucy whispered in surprise. "Don't tell Peter and Susan." She pleaded.
"Why wouldn't I tell them? They told you to stay in the tent tonight and you've been quite annoying the past days." Edmund answered rudely, then began to walk to the cots.
"Wait!" Lucy said in a half-whisper voice.
"What?" Edmund asked, walking back to Lucy.
"I will do anything, just please do not tell them." Lucy begged. Edmund gave her a rude glare, not about to change his mind.
"Anything!" Lucy repeated.
"Anything?" He asked, now considering the offer. Lucy nodded her head.
"I'll dismiss my servant for a week as soon as we get back to Narnia, and YOU will take his place." Edmund decided.
"Fine. Swear you won't tell?" Lucy wanted to make sure.
"As long as you hold up your end of this deal." Edmund answered.
"I will. I promise." Lucy reassured.
"Then I promise, too." Edmund said in return.
"Thank you so much, Ed!" Lucy thanked her older brother.
"Now, let's both get to bed before we both get into trouble." Edmund suggested, blowing out the candle as the two walked to their cots.
"Goodnight, Ed." Lucy said, climbing into the cot carefully.
"Goodnight, Lu."
A/N
Hi, guys! I know this chapter kinda stinks, but I knew I had to post something. I have been super busy with school and other stuff, so I'm really sorry about how bad quality this chapter is. I wanted to show the progression of Lucy's courage, and hopefully that got through. The next chapter will be out sometime in mid-April at the latest. I may even get the next chapter done in the next few weeks of March, since our Spring Holiday is next week! I am excited for you all to find out what happens and to write more!
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