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Year 15
I woke up with a funny feeling that morning but I dismissed it when my child like husband ran into our room.
"Get up Lex. The White Stag has been spotted, the lot of us are having a quick breakfast and going after it. Come on, come on," he said as he dragged me out of bed.
"I'm coming; I'm coming, hold your horses."
"The stable boys are holding them for us down in the front of the Cair," he said missing my joke. I shook my head and started to get ready.
Despite the fact Peter is 28 and has been ruling Narnia for fifteen years he still gets so excited over the little things and acts like his five and four year old. Evan and Charlotte have changed our lives for the better. Throughout our rule together as High King and High Queen, we've accomplished much, but our children are our greatest accomplishments.
"Hurry up!" Peter yelled from our wardrobe as he pulled out my riding gear.
"I'm old you know, I can't move so fast anymore," I said giving him a slap as he began pulling my pajamas off me.
"You're only 27," he said rubbing the spot I just hit him.
"How come when were signing papers, opening schools or even visiting the people you act your age and like a real King. But when you are with me, you act like a child?" I ask him, tying up the laces on my boots.
"Because I love you," was his answer.
"You're lucky I love you back." And with that the High King tackled back onto the bed and kissed me softly.
Peter and I were standing out the front of the Cair with our little monkeys.
"Can you two not stand still for two minutes?" I asked giggling as they ran in between my legs.
"But that's not fun Mummy," said Charlotte, grinning wildly. Her blues eyes shone and stood out against her tan skin and brown hair.
"Yeah Mummy," Peter mocked as he picked his daughter up.
"Why are we waiting here?" asked an impatient Evan, our five year old.
"We're waiting for your Aunt's and Uncle's so we can hunt the White Stag," I said ruffling his black hair much to his dismay. His hazel eyes silently scowled.
"If you catch it, what will you wish for?" giggled Lottie, as we called her.
"That you will never get married," joked Peter. At that our daughter's face turned into a frown.
"Peter, how many times do I have to tell you? First you pester your sisters and now your daughter?" I said taking our daughter from him.
"What? I was joking!" he said coming to hug us both. I tried to run away but with the help of Evan, he caught us both and we were trapped between the two. "I love family hugs," he said as Lottie and I laughed hysterically.
As we broke apart the Just King walked out with his son and pregnant wife Evangeline in tow.
"Oh, it's about time Ed," Peter complained.
"Hey, I was helping Evie out of bed, okay. You know how hard it is to drag a pregnant woman out of bed," Edmund smirked. That earned him and smack to the back of the head from Evie and I.
"Are you coming with us?" I asked Evie. We had become good friends since Edmund introduced us to her all those years ago.
"Aslan no! I'm far too pregnant to be chasing Stag's," she said as she rubbed her round belly.
"Don't worry, you won't miss much. Between Edmund's aim and Peter's noise, we will probably scare it off or won't even see it," I joked.
"Oi, cheeky," said Peter pointing a finger at me.
I looked over at Evie and rolled my eyes. Men were just so dramatic. I would expect it more from Edmund since he was the one that dealt with politics and international affairs. And politicians it seems are quite dramatic. I looked over to the 25 year old playing with his son Marcus. He really was a natural. Who would've thought?
"Marky!" yelled Charlotte as she ran to her cousin.
"My name's not Marky!" he spat.
"Now, now children, play nicely," said Evie. I laughed at the sight of the children running around together.
"Where are these girls?" huffed Peter, "The Stag could well be out of Narnian borders by now." Just then Lucy and Susan walked out of the castle, pulling their gloves on.
"Aunt Su!" the children yelled as she walked out.
"Come here my monkeys!" she said bending down to them. Despite Susan being the beauty she was, she has yet to marry at the age of 27. I suppose it's because of the whole Rabadash situation that occurred years ago. But for now, she was content in spoiling her nieces and nephews when she wasn't throwing parties or traveling to other countries.
"It's a pleasure to be in your presence, finally," said Peter sarcastically.
"I'm sorry dear brother, but beauty takes time," she said tearing her eyes from the children to him.
"Do you need more time then?" asked Edmund smirking. This earned him another smack to the head from Evie and I. "Must you two keep doing that?' he asked rubbing his head.
"You deserve it," said Lucy as she slid up next to me. Lucy was 23 now, a far cry from the young girls she first was when coming to Narnia. She was beautiful and was admired and chased by many men of the court much to her older brothers' dismay. Despite this, she had eyes for one man, and that was Lord Ajax of Archenland. He too loved her just as much and yesterday he gathered enough courage to propose to her.
"Watch your cheek Lu, I can still take away my blessing for you and Ajax," said Edmund.
"Yes, but it's my blessing that counts," said Peter hugging his younger sister.
"Thanks Pete," said Lucy.
"Alright, let's get going you lot," said Ed, clearly miffed at his siblings ganging up on him.
"No goodbye?" asked Evie.
"Of course sweetie," he said walking over to her and squashing her into a hug. He then bent down and placed a kiss atop his sons head. "I love you," he whispered.
Susan said goodbye to her nieces and nephews with a lot of bright red kisses. The children giggled with delight and then moved on to their Aunt Lucy who scooped them up into a group hug.
"Bye monkeys," she said laughing.
Susan then decided to tease her sister about the absence of her fiancé due to his fear of stags that was still unexplained to us. "Where's Ajax Lu? Oh that's right, he's scared of the stag!" this earned a chuckle from everyone.
"He may be scared of stags but at least I have a fiancé," she quipped back to her older sister. Peter raised an eyebrow to his eldest sister. Susan clearly embarrassed at her fail to tease Lu, hopped on her horse fast.
"Hurry up you lot, or would girls like to stay at the castle? I'll go get the stag myself," he smirked. He was lucky he was already on his horse or Evie and I would've smacked him for the third time that day.
"Not yet, I haven't said goodbye to my monkeys yet," Peter said as he walked over to the two children.
"Can't we come?" asked Lottie.
"Next time, okay? I promise," he said hugging his daughter.
"But what if you catch the stag this time?" asked Evan pouting. I bent down to him and brushed the hair out of his face.
"I'll tell you what. We won't catch it this time, so when it comes back next time you get to help, okay?" I said to my children. The both nodded smiling.
"But you have to keep it a secret," Peter said as he put a hand on my back.
"Okay," the both whispered.
"Alright, we have to go now. Be good for Aunty Evie and Mr. Tumnus," I told them, pulling them in for hugs and kisses.
"We will," they cooed.
"We love you," said Peter and it was his turn for hugs and kisses. After he was finished we stood up and walked over to our horses. He helped me up onto Gwen and then he got himself up on his own.
As we trotted out of the Cair, the children ran after us, waving, only stopping at the Cair's gates.
"Bye Mummy."
"Bye Aunt Su!"
"Bye Daddy and Uncle Ed!"
"Bye Aunt Lu,"
That's all I heard, because as we got out of the gates, Edmund took off at a sprint to try and catch up with the Stag.
It was an hour after we crossed at the great river and we were walking around Latern Waste, ready for when we saw the stag.
"I think we've missed it," sighed Susan.
"Just another hour and then we'll turn back," said Ed shushing her.
"Wait, I think I see it! Just up there," shouted Lucy as she took off. We all followed after her, competing in a race as we went. I over took Ed and Susan and was in a neck in neck battle with my husband.
"You'll never overtake me Lex, face it," he said smiling at me.
"Why don't you take that up with Gwen," I said to him. And with those words, Gwen pushed a little harder and flew past Peter.
"Wait!," yelled Susan from behind us. "Ed's gone."
"What? He was right behind us," said Pete annoyed.
"Not anymore," she said as Peter slowed down.
Lucy and I took this as our cue to slow down too. We then turned around and trotted back until we found Edmund.
"Come on Ed?" said Susan mocking her younger brother.
"Just catching my breath," he said patting Phillip.
"What did he say girls?" Lucy asked.
"You girls stay at the castle, I'll go get the stag myself," Susan and I said in deep voices. This earned a chuckle from Peter. The five of us then settled in a comfortable silence taking in the wood around us.
Peter then hopped of his horse and walked toward something. "What's this?" he questioned. The rest of us followed to where he was, and Peter and Ed began pulling off the vines that entangled the metal thing.
"It's like a lamppost thing they had..." I said forgetting where I'd seen it before.
"Had where?" asked Edmund.
"That's just it, I can't remember," I said still trying to think.
"I think your memory is failing you in your old age," joked Peter.
"Hey," said Susan and I as we were the same age.
"It seems like a dream," Susan said bringing us all back to the lantern.
"Or a dream of a dream...Spare Oom," finished Lucy looking off into the bushes and running off.
"Not again," muttered Peter.
"Come on," she said motioning us forward.
"She's always running off," said Edmund following his sister.
"This happens every time we go somewhere," said Susan shaking her head and following her younger siblings.
Peter then looked to me, shrugged, grabbed my hand and followed them. We kept running through trees until it became a struggle to run freely.
"These aren't branches," said Peter struggling with his siblings.
"They're coats," said Susan.
"Stop pulling," said Peter to no one in particular.
"Hey, stop stepping on my feet!," said Edmund.
"Susan!" screamed Lucy.
"Peter, that's hurts!" I said as he pulled my arm harder. A big bang was heard, and we all tumbled out of what looked like a wardrobe. I looked down at Peter who I had landed on and was startled with the sight.
"Peter, you're young," I said.
"So are you," he said bewildered.
That's when someone walked into the room and I looked up in surprise. "Professor?" I asked.
"Alexea, I wasn't expecting you to be here until this afternoon," he said grinning. I looked to the other four and realised we were back in England.
"Now, what were you all doing in the wardrobe? The Professor asked.
"You wouldn't believe us if we told you," said Peter catching a cricket ball the professor tossed him.
"Try me," he said as he walked out of the room, a silent invitation to follow him.
Edmund sat up quickly, as if he just realised something. "So, if we're here, then..." he trailed off looking to the wardrobe.
"Peter! We left Evan and Charlotte there!" I yelled catching on to Edmund's train of thought. I crawled back inside the wardrobe and began to bang on the wood, begging Aslan to let us back in.
"Peter, help me. We have to get back!" I said crawling back out going to get him, only to see him hugging his brother, silent tears running down their faces.
It had been eighteen years since the Kings and Queens had disappeared from Narnia. The children they accidentally left behind, born and unborn, stood on the same balcony their parents had during the first battle with the Telmarines. They now stood there watching the Telmarine army get closer and closer to the Cair, ready to fight the second battle.
High King Evan at just 23 years of age, stood there with a blank expression. His sister, the High Queen Charlotte looped her arm through his. At the age of 22 she was still afraid of battles. Beside them stood their cousin King Marcus who was 20 and was about to experience his first battle. He has his arm around his 18 year old sister Elewyn, who was born just after the Kings and Queen left.
"Do you think Dad would've been afraid?" Elewyn asked her brother. Evan sized at the question, the pain of his parents disappearance still fresh in his mind.
"Not your father," said Lady Evangeline as she walked out to her children, niece and nephew. "In fact, none of them would've been afraid. They were strong and brave and ready to defend their country, like you all are doing now."
Evan shifted uncomfortably, and Lottie being able to tell said to him, "I'm sure they didn't mean to go you know."
"How do you though?" said Evan softly.
"I knew your parents for a long time," said Mr. Tumnus walking out onto the balcony. "They loved you dearly and wouldn't do something like this on purpose. Whatever the reason was for their leaving must be important in Aslan's eyes."
"Your Majesties, the women and children are safely 'idden in the woods," said Mr. Beaver panting as he came up to the balcony.
"Mother, you should go with them," Marcus told her.
"I will dear ones, I just wanted to bid farewell," she said hugging them all tightly.
"Mr. Tumnus and Beavers, I hope you'll be going too. I'm sure my Aunt Lu would want that," Lottie said to their companions.
"Yes, your majesty. Thank you," they said hugging the four. Before they left Mrs. Beaver turned to them and said, "You're all children of some of the greatest people I've ever known. Don't think badly of them for leaving, for that would break their hearts. But do fight for them, fight for what they built. Fight like the great warriors they were and fight like the warriors you are." After this they left and the four smiled as they watched their dearest friends depart into safety.
"Mrs. Beaver's right, we have to fight for them. For Narnia, for Aslan and for our Kings and Queens," said Evan.
Evan was being attacked heavily, the Telmarines just didn't stop. He looked around the battle field. Narnians were falling to quickly, the Cair lay in shambles after being hit by catapults. Evan grunted and kicked a Telmarine soldier in the stomach. He turned around and swung Rhindon fiercely through the air cutting the flesh of another soldier.
Lottie was holding her own in the battle field. She was surrounded but still managed to take down her attackers. She moved with the grace of her mother and the battle skill of her father. She was a deadly force to come up against in any battle. But as more and more Telmarine's closed in on her, she couldn't handle them.
Marcus looked to his left to see his cousin being cornered. He ran towards her his father's sword in his hands and cut down the men attacking her. They worked side by side, defending Narnia together. Marcus was doing well considering it was his first time in battle. Even though his father didn't teach him how to fight, he still reminded many Narnians of the Just King.
Evan looked up to the archer's signally to his cousin Elewyn that they needed to fire. Using her aunt's bow and arrow, she led the other archers and took aim. They left fly on her call, and the arrows soared through the sky, hitting Telmarines and the ground alike. Despite how many Telmarines fell, the Narnians were still outnumbered and it wasn't long until the four monarchs were captured.
The Kings and Queens were kneeling on the ground at their captor's orders waiting for their leader to come and decided what their fate would be.
"I'd never thought to see the day were the Kings and Queens of Narnia, knelt before me," said a voice familiar to them.
"Caspian, what are you doing?" asked Elewyn surprised that the leader of barbarians was their Uncle Jake's child and their childhood friend.
"Getting revenge," he chuckled as he lifted up the Queen's chin towards him.
"Get your hands off her," spat Marcus.
He pulled back and held his hands in the air.
"We thought you were our friend?" said Evan harshly.
"I was until I found out that your mother killed my Aunt and refused my father's hand in marriage."
"That was between them!" Evan yelled.
"I'd be careful how you speak Evan, I decide your fate you know," he said smirking. "Besides my father was a push over letting your parents live happily. That's why I had to do what he couldn't."
"Don't speak about Uncle Jake like that, he was a great man. You'll never be as good as him!" Lottie yelled.
Caspian decided what to do and then said, "I really never liked you anyway," before pulling out his sword and stabbing the High Queen.
"Charlotte!" yelled Elewyn crawling to her cousin and cradling her. "Stay up, okay? Stay with me."
"If they come back, tell them I love them okay? Tell them for me Elle."
"You can tell them yourself Lottie," said Evan coming to her side.
"I love you Ev, you too Elle and Marky," Lottie said shakily. The High Queens eyes began to flutter closed and then they stopped and didn't open again.
"NO!" yelled Evan standing up to Caspian and punching him.
"Kill them now," Caspian said walking away.
Without a chance to defend themselves, the three monarchs were shot with arrows. Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground, their arms holding onto each other in an act of love.
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