Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia, something which saddens me greatly.
The Forgotten Lady
The Narnian sun dawned, it seemed brighter than before, it was like the sky was celebrating the coronation of the King. The light filtered through the window, forcing Mollie to wake. She grumbled slightly, turning over in bed, but soon gave up. Once she had struggled out of bed she picked her dress off the floor, folding it carefully and getting it ready to put in the chest she'd brought with her. Upon opening it, she noticed a small letter in the corner, sat upon another dress. After Mollie finished getting into her dress, she moved to the balcony outside her room to read the letter.
Mollie,
I don't know what has happened in the last week. First Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy disappeared. Then you had to go… why do you always have to go? You didn't come back, do you know what it was like? Not only was I left without my family, but I was left in charge of your child! I knew something was wrong when Peridan came in the throne room to speak to me. They let me see you. Lying in the infirmary, you seemed just asleep. However, your breathing wasn't right. It was too shallow.
Aslan says I cannot tell you anything, you must discover it for yourself. He promises me that you will wake, but not now. Only when Peter returns, will you come back. I feel terrible for asking this of you, but I will slowly grow old and I will never see Peter again, not until we meet in Aslan's Country. Please, tell him that I love him, and I will bring up our children to the best of my ability.
Thank you Mollie, thank you for everything you've done for Narnia and their Majesties. You earned your title Knight, and you've made your promise. Now keep them.
Yours Sincerely,
Annabel.
Mollie folded the letter, sticking it into her pocket. She walked down to the breakfast hall, however only Lucy and Edmund were in the room, talking about the next few days. They looked up as Mollie entered, curtsying to them.
"Sit down and eat" Lucy said, pushing forward a cup of tea.
"Thank you your Majesty" Mollie said, taking a sip as she sat down.
"What are you planning to do today?" Lucy asked.
"I think I'll start some light training, I don't want to rest for too long" Mollie replied.
"I'll check your wound first." Lucy said, nodding her assent.
"Where are the others?" Mollie asked.
"Pete and Su are off talking with Aslan, and Caspian is running around somewhere" Edmund replied.
"Ah" Mollie said "are you well?"
"I always am" Edmund said "If you will excuse me, I have things to do" he rose from the table and bowed before walking out.
"Sorry about Ed" Lucy said "He's always tense after a battle"
"Is he?" Mollie asked "I've forgotten far too much about you all. I shall have to relearn it all"
"You don't remember us? Any of us?" Lucy asked. "How do you know who you are without remembering who we are?"
"I remember you, I remember that time we fell through ice. I remember the day you told Susan you would never marry. I remember almost all of my life, but not how close we are. I can't remember the depths of my relationship with any of you" Mollie said.
"Then we shall have to change that" Lucy said "We were like sisters"
"We were?" Mollie asked.
"Yes. You and Susan used to have differences, especially concerning your attire, however you were good friends. With Peter, he was like an older brother for you… most of the time. However once you got out on the battle field then he was your King, and needed protecting" Lucy said. "I think your relationship with Edmund was that of a friend. You trusted him absolutely. You almost died for him" Lucy said.
"I remember that… the pain of that wound, I don't think it'll ever leave me" Mollie said, her hand over her stomach.
"What about the others?" Lucy asked "Peter and Edmund's wives?"
"Annabel, she was lovely wasn't she. I remember how patient she was, but she did have a protective streak. And Edmund's wife…" Mollie said with a smile. "She was fierce. Fierce and wild"
"Yes… yes she was" Lucy said. "I'm afraid I must see my siblings. I shall see you at lunch"
"Of course" Mollie smiled, pouring herself another cup of tea.
Lucy found Edmund in his room, he was writing at a small table.
"Hello Ed" Lucy smiled as she sat beside him.
"Lucy, grown tired of Lady Mollie?" Edmund asked.
"Of course not" Lucy said "Mollie is far too exciting to ever grow tired of, don't you agree?"
"I suppose, she's rather odd. Trufflehunter told me all the tales of us, I must say she comes off as a rather let down compared to the legends." Edmund replied.
"I imagine we're all let downs compared to the tales." Lucy replied.
"I suppose, but Lady Mollie was said to have killed giant kings, which I can believe, however she was said to be enchanting, and I fail to see anything remarkable in her looks, she's rather plain" Edmund said.
"Edmund! Don't be horrid" Lucy said.
"Sorry dear sister" Edmund said.
"So you should be. Now, I shall leave you, I must go and see Aslan" Lucy replied.
"Once again Lu, I am sorry" Edmund said "I shouldn't say those things about your friend"
"It's fine" Lucy said "Just don't say that to her… I doubt you'd be in one piece"
"Probably not" Edmund replied with a smile as Lucy left.
Lucy moved through the castle, greeting people as she went, acknowledging bows and curtseys. She had been searching for the Highest of all High Kings for almost an hour when she found him, walking in the gardens.
"May I join you?" she asked.
"I would be glad of your company dearest" Aslan replied. The pair walked in silence for a while, focusing on the beauty of the gardens, which were in full bloom.
"May I ask you something" Lucy asked Aslan suddenly.
"Anything dear one" Aslan replied.
"Why don't they remember anything?" Lucy asked. "Edmund and Mollie, they can't remember each other"
"They will find each other again dearest, however they need the choice. Forced love doesn't make it real" Aslan said.
"Oh, that makes sense" Lucy replied. Aslan smiled at her.
"Now dearest, we must join the others" Aslan said.
There you all go. I can only apologise for the last few months. I'm not making excuses as to my appalling timing, but I've been struggling.
I was told I have depression, and I've been struggling to write good material. A lot of the stuff I've posted was written ages ago, and coming up with new things has been very hard. But thank you all for your support of the story.
Jedhev