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Narnia Adventures: Love, War and Heroes 10
"Eva? Eva? Wake up!" Eva woke up with a start. "What?"
She looked quickly to her side, seeing that it was Lucy. She sighed with releif. "Hey, Lu."
"Breakfast is ready, Eve." She explained to her. Eva nodded and flung out of bed. Lucy left the room and Eva shut the door so she could get changed. She glanced at herself in the mirror this time, considering what happend last time.
Eva put her hair in a ponytail, and got out of her pj's. She wore a blouse, a waist belt, and trousers, adding a dagger to her side, with some boots.
She washed her face and looked at herself in the mirror. Her long stragely brown hair was a bit messy, and she appeared to have alot of sweat on her head. From her dream...
Her dream flooded back to her and she grew confused. It couldn't have meant anything...could it?
"You need to watch out and be careful. Never let your guard down, sweetie. Never."
Eva shook her head in frustration and headed out of her bedroom and began walking down the corridor.
"Eva!" Edmund caught up with her. "That was a pretty sly thing you did there, but alright, I'll admit, it was pretty good, I'll let you off the hook this time...but next time, I'll...I'll...hey, are you ok?" Edmund stopped talking, seeing the zone out look on her face.
Eva hesitated. Should I tell him? He'll think I'm nuts...
But...he can help me, I need to be prepared, to get into shape...
"I was just thinking...Edmund, can you help me with something?"
"Well, what is it?"
"I wanna know how to fight. You know...like with swords or...something?" Eva asked feeling rather silly. Ed stopped in his tracks. "Really? I can help you with that. But why?"
Eva shrugged. "I wanna be useful around here, and...Joan of Arc inspires me." Which was the truth, not the whole truth, but the truth.
Edmund chuckled. "You are one strange girl, Evalian."
Eva stopped in her tracks and quickly glared at him. "How do you know my full name?"
Edmund chuckles. "Elsa."
Eva growled. "Call me Evalian, and you're dead. You hear? Dead. Dead."
Edmund chuckled. "Come on, Eva. Let's go get some breakfast and then I'll help you with some sword skills." And they were off into the dinning room.
Peter and Elsa were sitting in the library together. Elsa on his lap, reading a book, and Peter stroking her hair.
"You have really long hair..." Peter stated, beginning to braid it. Elsa smiled.
"What are you doing back there?"
"Braiding your hair."
"You know how?"
"Nope." Peter chuckled.
Elsa rolled her eyes with a smile. "You'd better NOT mess up my hair, Peter." he chuckled. "Yes, ma'am."
Elsa laid against him, head on his shoulder. "What do you wanna do today?" She asked him. He sighed. "Hmmm..." He had to think about it for a moment.
Just then Susan walked in. "Elsa! There you are! Come on, do you want to go up to town and look at some dresses?" Susan asked her. "Dresses?" Elsa questioned. Susan nodded. "For the ball that's coming up, of course! C'mon."
Elsa looked eagerly and Peter, he chuckled. "Go have fun and buy dresses."
Just then, Eustace strolled in. "Hey, guys!" He greeted. "Has anyone seen Eva? I haven't seen her since breakfast..."
Susan nodded. "Her and Edmund are outside in the courts, sword fighting." She explained. "What?" Elsa shreiked. "Eva can't sword fight! She doesn't know how."
"Is she really sword fighting?" Eustace asked Susan. "Yeah! Out in the courts, see?" Susan lead them all out of the library into the northern corridor, there through the window, you could see Eva and Edmund.
"Ugh," Eva dropped the sword again. Edmund chuckled. "You need to get a good grip on it."
"I didn't think it'd be so heavy! The toy swords I used to play with were always so light..." Eva mumbled. Edmund shook his head, with a smirk. "You need to build some muscle, then." He said. She picked the sword up again.
"Ok, ready? Get into position."
Eva placed both of her feet, firmly on the ground, sword in her hands with a steady grip out infront of her. Edmund came for her, their swords clashed and he spun it out of her hands again.
"Ugghhh..." Eva was a bit frustrated. Edmund only smiled. "I suggest, that maybe you get into better shape? Then once you're fit enough, we'll work on the swords."
Eva nodded. "How am I supposed to get into shape?"
"I can help you with it." Edmund said. Eva nodded. "Thanks, Edmund. So...we're cool then, 'bout the prank?"
"Yeah, we're cool."
"Eva!"
Eva spun around to see Eustace. She smiled brightly and ran over to them, embracing him tightly. Eustace smiled at her, returning the hug. "What are you up to?"
"Edmund was just trying to teach me how to use a sword...but I need to get into better shape, though." Eva explained. "Want to take a break? I was thinking maybe we could go out on a picnic." Eustace suggested. Eva nodded eagerly. "I'm starved!"
"You don't mind if I take her away, do ya, Ed?" Eustace asked him. Edmund wipped his forehead. "Nah, she's all yours, cousin. I need a break, good working with you, though, Eve." And Edmund gathered up his sword and walked away.
Eva then realised something. "Umm...I'm pretty dirty, do you want me to go and shower first?"
Eustace shrugged. "Nah, you're fine." they smiled at eachother and he took her hand, and they went to go have a picnic.
"Elsa? What about this dress?" Susan held up a long pink silk gown. Elsa studied it. "It looks more like a nightgown than a ball gown, Su."
Susan sighed. "You're right...I kinda want a white one, but would that look too much like a wedding dress?"
Elsa nodded. "Yeah, I think it would."
Susan sighed and looked at more dresses. "Did you find anything yet?"
"Too many." Elsa groaned. "They're all so beautiful..."
Susan took a look and saw that she had about four different dresses in her hands. "Try them all on."
Elsa nodded and headed into the back area of the shop. She first tried on a dark blue sparkly one, then a purple one, a yellow one, and a red one.
This reminded Elsa of the dresses Eva and her used to try on as kids...
They used to love playing dressup:
"Are you sure, Eva?"
"Yeah! I found a trunk full of them! It's in the attic, c'mon!" An eight year old Eva dragged her ten year old sister up the stairs into the attic.
The attic was a small, dark and dusty place, Elsa wondered why Eva was even up there in the first place. "Over here!" Eva dragged her to an old looking trunk. "Looks like a treasure chest," Elsa stated.
Eva nodded with excitement and threw it open. "See? Look at all the dresses!"
"Oh!" Elsa gasped, and pulled out one. It was a long silk pink one with flowers on it. To Elsa's suprise, Eva then proceeded to take off her pants and shirt. "What are you doing?" Elsa asked her. "I wanna try one on!" Eva explained, picking up an orange dress. Elsa's eyes widened. "Are we allowed?"
Eva shrugged. "I don't see why not. Come on, it'll be fun!" She slipped the orange dress over her head and fit it on, only to look at herself in a nearby mirror and sigh.
"It's too big." Eva stated. Elsa started laughing. "That's because these dresses are for grown-ups!"
"Oh."
Elsa took off her own pants and shirt and slipped on the pink one with flowers on it. "See? This one's too big, too."
The two both looked at themselves in the mirror and laughed at their reflection.
"Someday, when we're older, we'll beable to fit all kinds of dresses." Elsa said twirling around.
And they played dress up for the rest of the day.
"You're right, they're all lovely!" Susan gushed. Elsa nodded, getting back into reality. "But I really like the purple one..." She said, twirling around a bit. Susan smiled. "Then get the purple one! Now it's my turn to find a dress..."
Susan went back in the front part of the shop and found a nice dark green one, with ruffles.
Eustace and Eva were out on a nice sunny hill, a few miles away from Cair Paravel. Eva decided to let her hair down a bit, and she losened her tunic collar, feeling relaxed.
They had just finished their picnic, and were both on their backs looking up at the sky.
"What does that cloud look like?" Eustace asked her. Eva thought about it for a moment. "Kinda like a blob..."
Eustace snorted. "You have no sense of imagination, Eva."
Eva shook her head and giggled. "I have plenty of imagination."
They both started laughing.
"Um, Eva?"
"Yes?"
"Why are you so eager to learn how to sword fight?" He asked her.
Eva bit her lip. She wasn't sure if she should tell him, or keep it a secret?
But this was Eustace...she could tell him, couldn't she?
She closed her eyes. "Just...try not to judge me, ok?"
Eustace nodded, and sat up. "I won't, Eva."
Eva held his hand into hers and thought about it. "Well, I had a dream last night...um...mum was there...and, she told me that like, Elsa was in danger...and that I needed to protect her." She smiled a bit. "I know...it probably doesn't mean anything. But it also kinda got me thinking...well, Narnis certainly is far different from England, anything can happen. So I wanna kinda prepare myself." Eva explained. Eustace was smiling. She bit her lip and turned away. "You must think this is silly..."
Eustace turned her face back and lightly kissed her. She blushed but kissed him back, then they pulled away.
"It's not silly, I think it's a really good idea." Eustace told her. Eva felt releived. He chuckled and kissed her lightly once more. Eva couldn't help but smile against his lips.
Eustace pulled away and held her in his arms and they both laid back doiwn on the grass again looking up at the sky.
Peter greeted Susan and Elsa at the door when they returned. "Hey, girls, find any dresses?"
Elsa nodded excited. "I sure did!"
Peter smiled. "May I see?"
"Nope," Elsa shook her head with a smile. "It's a suprise."
Peter chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her lightly on the lips. "Fine."
Elsa smiled and kissed him back. Peter held onto her tightly, worrying about the dream...
What if it really meant something?
Was someone really after Elsa?
"Well, Peter?"
"Hmmm?" Peter snapped out of his thoughts. "Did you say something, Elsa?"
"Yes, I said I was going back to our room, I need a rest." Elsa repeated. Peter nodded. "Yeah, it's getting a bit late, I'll come with you..."
And so Peter and Elsa headed into their bedroom.
Elsa took her dress and put it in her side of the closet, then she looked around the room. "Peter?"
"Yeah?"
"It's messy in here."
Peter looked around. "Yeah...suppose you're right. But Edmund's is worse." he chuckled. Elsa rolled her eyes and began picking up some of her old dirty laundry. "Peter? Will you please do me a favour? Run down to the cleaning room, please?" Elsa asked sweetly, handing him a pile of her clothes.
Peter chuckled and kissed her. "Well...okay." He winked and took the laundry to take it to the cleaning room.
Elsa found a broom and began sweeping up, then there was a knock. Elsa opened it to see Eva. "Evening, Eva." Elsa greeted her. "Whatcha doin' sis?" Eva asked her sister. "Cleaning our bedroom...maybe you should to the same with yours?" Elsa teased, poking Eva on the nose. Eva groaned. "Fine."
When Peter came back from the cleaning room, the room was all nice and neat. He smiled. "I can see the floor," He joked. Then walked over to Elsa and kissed her. "Thanks, love."
She smiled up at him and admired his deep blue eyes. She had always liked blue eyes...
"Elsa? Howcome you have hazel eyes, when mine are green?" A ten year old Eva, asked her twelve year old sister. Elsa shrugged. "Dad's eyes are green, aren't they? And Mum's are hazel."
"Mum's are brown," Eva said.
"Hazel." Elsa repeated.
Eva shook her head stubbornly. "Brown."
Elsa scowled at her sister. "Whatever..."
Eva giggled: "When I grow up, I'm gonna marry a guy with green eyes."
Elsa turned back to her curiously. "How do you know that?"
Eva shrugged. "I'm just day dreaming."
Elsa smiled and sat with her sister. "I'm going to marry a guy who's tall, charming...and me must have blue eyes."
"Must?"
"Must." Elsa nodded.
"I imagine mine as...well, I don't really care too much for the eyes. Any color is fine, really. But my guy has to be short." Eva said.
"Short? Why?" Elsa laughed.
Eva smiled. "So I can actually reach him."
Eva headed back to her bedroom, and looked around.
I suppose the room could do a bit of a clean up...
She first tackled the pile of dirty laundry next to her bed. In the bottom of the pile, she found her 2011 clothes...
A pair of jeans, t-shirt and her leather jacket. Eva smiled and slipped her jacket on, shoving her hands in her pocket. But...there was something in her pocket...
Curiously, Eva pulled out the content, to realize that it was a mini Kool-Aid juice poutch.
"Kool-Aid juice!" She exclaimed happily. "I haven't had that since England!"
She ditched her messy room and ran into the empty kitchen downstairs. She then poured herself a glass of water and was about to pour the contents in, when she remembered something she saw on the internet.
A girl had dyed her hair using kool-aid juice.
How cool would it be to be the only girl in Narnia with red hair tips?
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