Authours Note: Ooooooooo whats going on...?? Well read on and find out dearies.

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Pixie


El Caballo de Príncipes

The Princes Horse


Miraz entered the dining room, and smiled as he saw his wife and their new son seated quietly at the table, overlooking the beautiful sunrise. He walked over and kissed his wife before taking a seat next to her. He poured himself a glass of water and relaxed in his chair.

"Beautiful morning my lady." He said placing his hand on hers. "Such a fine view for our son to behold."

Prunaprismia smiled at her husband.

"Tell me husband, what is the current situation?"

Miraz inhaled deeply.

"It seems m'lady, that Caspian has become—out of our reach."

"How so? Do you think he has run away?" she questioned. She sounded concerned. Caspian was after all, her nephew.

"Not exactly." Miraz slummed back into his seat. His tone suggested to Prunaprismia that she should question him no further. He was agitated.

"I am sure everything will be okay dear." She comforted him.

"It always is. Do not burden yourselves with such troubles. I promise you, we will find Caspian and he shall be returned. Safe and sound." He smiled at his wife.

"Have you seen Eilonwy this morning dear?" His wife asked him.

"Pardon?" Miraz azked, confused at his wife's question.

"Have you seen Eilonwy?" she repeated.

"I have. I told her to join you for breakfast. Did she not come?"

"No. She did not."

Miraz froze.

"Is something wrong dear?" Prunaprismia asked, a sense of concern in her tone.

"No, nothing. I am just disappointed that she did not join you for breakfast like I told her to," Miraz stood up. "No worry. I will find her and make sure she is okay. Excuse me."


Miraz was furious. If Eilonwy had not joined her mother for breakfast, then where had she gone? Did she know something?

As he paced up towards his meeting rooms, all kinds of thoughts ran through his head. If she was in the castle, there were only so many places she could be, so she could not have escaped. The castle were too heavily guarded for even the greatest of illusionists to escape. His daughter was definitely no sorceress. He approached the meeting room door, and was glad as he found the man he was looking for.

"General Glozelle."

Glozelle got to his feet. "Yes, m'lord?"

"I have a job for you."

"Oh course my lord."

"It involves my daughter."


Eilonwy raced down the courtyard, not trying to make herself look too obvious to the townspeople. She had dressed herself in a black over cloak, and she had her hood up. She walked along the cobbled floor until she approached the stables.

She carefully opened the stables door by releasing the latch on the door. She slipped inside the stables, closing the door behind her. She did not want to be seen . The stables were covered in hay, so Eilonwy made a great effort not to be covered in the stuff. It was a nightmare to get out of your shoes!

She walked deeper into the stables, removing her hood as she did. She loved horses all of her life, and she came down to the stables often to get away from castle life, often with Caspian. She had hated being an only child, so Caspian had always been her big brother. Caspian too was an only child, so in turn; she had been a little sister for him. They were only separated by two years, which was not much at all. Now she was no longer an only child; and she had to remember her place, now more than ever.

She smiled as she approached a beautiful dark brown horse. The horses' mane was sleek but wavy, rather like Eilonwy's own hair. The horse's eyes glistened, a beautiful emerald colour. Unlike any horse, this horse was unique.

A beautiful Spanish horse by the name Esmeralda.

Esmeralda was Eilonwy's horse.

Eilonwy patted her horse gently, but her horse merely shook its head, not in happiness, but in sadness.

"Esmeralda? ¿Cuál es la materia?"

Eilonwy had always spoken to her horse in spanish. It seemed to sooth her.

Esmeralda neighed, and proceeded to shake her head.

"Prithee, peace, Esmeralda."

She realizes that her horse was indicating something to her. Or rather something, that was no longer there.

They were an empty space in the stable.

Eilonwy had found what she came down for.

Destrier, Caspian's horse had gone.

This clarified everything.

Caspian had gone.

He had run away and left her by herself.

But why?

Why would he leave and not tell her he was leaving?

Surely there was some logical explanation for this?

Eilonwy had no time to think of a logical explanation, as she realized she was no longer alone. Eilonwy heard the stable door open, and in the doorway stood a Telmarine soldier.

She stood facing him, not knowing whether to fear him, or humour him.

"General." He called.

She began to panic. She knew she should not be out here alone, but she had clarified what she needed to, and that was all that mattered to her.

General Glozelle appeared at the door, a look of relief on his face.

"Eilonwy." He signaled to her and she nodded and walked forward, brushing past the soldier, and into the town. General Glozelle, placed his hand on her shoulder and led her towards his horse.

He helped her up onto it and the got on himself. The other Telmarine soldier followed behind, walking with Esmeralda.

As General rode back up to the castle, Eilonwy could not help but questioned him.

"General, is my father mad?"

Glozelle hesitated to answer.

"Let's just say, I would not like to be in the room, when you encounter him next."

Eilonwy heeded hi warning for she knew; his answer was by no means an exaggeration.


"Out of the castle without permission!" Miraz paced, not looking at his daughter, or rather, she was not looking at him. "How many times have I told you? You are not allowed out of this castle without permission!"

Miraz was furious with his daughter.

"I am sorry, father."

"Sorry does not cut it Eilonwy!"

Eilonwy sensed the rage building up in her father.

"Miraz, dear, cut her some slack. She said she is sorry, and I am sure it was a mistake." His wife said, trying to defend both parties.

"No dear! She is not some silly naïve six year old who thinks it is funny to run away from the maids with her dear older cousin Caspian! She is seventeen and she should start acting her age and behaving like a Princess!"

"Well maybe if you would let me be seventeen then I would not have to be sneaking around would I?!" Eilonwy snapped back.

"Eilonwy, don't speak that way to your father, please." her mother interferred.

"There is no controlling that girl!" Miraz shouted.

Eilonwy had been in her father's study for little over half an hour and the situation had exploded like a volcano.

"How can I expect anything from her if she does not behave in the appropriate manner? How can she ever dream of being higher in society if she continues to defy us?"

"By"us," you mean "you" father?" Eilonwy stood up from her chair. "I am sorry that I am such a disappointment to you."

Miraz slammed his hands on the desk, causing Eilonwy to return to her seat.

"You better start learning some manners, m'dear, or you will be finding yourself dying without a husband and childless. Moreover, I will tell you this. I will let no daughter of mine destroy MY KINGDOM!"

"Caspian's Kingdom you mean." Eilonwy muttered under her breath.

Miraz froze.

"What did you say?" he asked dangerously.

Eilonwy wished not to repeat what she had just said. He paced over to his daughter, anger flowing through his body.

"ANSWER ME!"

A tear rolled down her face.

"I said--" Eilonwy stuttered.

"Go on."

"I said—this kingdom belongs to Caspian." That is what Eilonwy wanted to say, but she wished not to anger her father any further.

"I said—this kingdom will not be ruined by me." She sniffed, holding back the tears.

Miraz, smiled.

"Very good. I am glad to hear it m'dear." He grabbed her hand, and pulled her up.

"Now, you are to go to your room, and stay there. I will call for you later, and you may have supervised riding time on Esmeralda. Until then you are to study and under no circumstances are you to leave your bedchamber. Understood?"

It was the first time Eilonwy had looked him in the eyes the whole time she had been in the room. "Yes father. Perfectly."

Miraz kissed his daughter's head before backing off.

"Pedro." He called. A Telamrine soldier entered the study.

"Will you please do the honour of escorting Eilonwy back to her bedchamber?"

The Telmarine nodded.

"Off you go." Miraz ordered.

Eilonwy bowed to her father before exiting his study and returning to her bedchamber where she was under surveillance from a number of Telmarine soldiers on her father's orders.


Eilonwy kicked her dressing table in a fit of fury, throwing down one of her very many mathematics textbooks that she had borrowed from the Professor. She was so mad at her father.

How could he do this to her?

She had been isolated in her bedchamber for little more than 2 hours and it was driving her to insanity. She needed to get out of here. She hated being cooped up. She slummed herself down onto her bed, placing her hands behind her, and looked upwards towards her ceiling.

She looked over towards her study, and suddenly thought of something that had never even crossed here mind.

"Oh course! How could I be so foolish to forget?"

She walked over to one of her many bookshelves that she had in her study. She began scrambling through all of her books, trying to finds the right one.

"Finally."

She pulled one book away and found a handle. She looked around her study before opening the handle.

This wasnt the same one that she had discovered as a child, but at least she found what she was looking for.

A secret passage.

Now she could find out what was really going on.