Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia or any of its inhabitants, and I don't own the Pevensie children either. The only characters in this story that I own are Charlotte and her parents.
Chapter 2: Tumnus's Reaction
Tumnus's POV
'I feel empty. I don't know what to do with my life now that Lucy is gone. She was the thing that kept me going these last 10 years. I'm 250 years old and completely alone. What and I going to do?' In gaining sight of all the hopelessness around me, I did what any faun would do. I broke down and began to cry. The next thing I know, Charlotte had her arms around my waist and was offering me her shoulder to cry on. I gratefully laid my head down and cried for what seemed like hours. I don't know how I sat there with her arms holding him close. What I do know is that all the pain from when Lucy left Narnia became fresh in my mind once again, and all I could do was cry.
Charlotte's POV
After a while, I noticed that Tumnus had cried himself to sleep. 'Poor dear', I thought, 'he must be miserable, alone, and confused.' Then, ever so gently, I laid him out on the bed, covered him up with the blanket, and lay down next to him while propped up on one elbow. As I looked at his face, his expression puzzled me. He seemed to be smiling, but it was a sad smile. He had also begun to cry again. I never knew a person, or a faun, who could cry in their sleep. As I got up to get a handkerchief from my purse, I suddenly realized what Tumnus was dreaming about. 'He must dreaming about Grandma Lu, so those must be tears of joy.' I limped to my purse and back without making a sound so I wouldn't wake him for what seemed like a peaceful dream. I then proceeded to turn Tumnus towards me so I could dry his tear-stained cheeks. While I was doing that, I heard him mumbling in his sleep. When I leaned closer, all I heard was, "…some sort of beardless dwarf?" and I almost laughed because I realized what he was dreaming about. He was dreaming about the day he met my grandmother, for I heard the story many times. I turned Tumnus back to his original position, set the handkerchief by his head, settled back into the bed, put my arm around his waist, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Tumnus's POV
My dreams have been the same since that fateful day at the lamppost. I relive the same scenario over and over in my mind every night. When I woke up, I saw Charlotte's arm around my waist and her hand was stroking the fur on my stomach. I figured that she was okay and then I spotted something near my head, it was a handkerchief. I guess that I'd been crying in my sleep and Charlotte went and got it for me. Upon closer inspection, I remembered the importance of this handkerchief. It was the same handkerchief Lucy had given to me in my dream, and I now remember giving it back to her when she became a queen. As I lay there, holding the handkerchief, my thoughts turned to Charlotte. 'Why was she being so nice to me? Shouldn't she be mad at me for scaring her by the lamppost, hence causing her injury?' Then I turned towards her face. She looked so much like Lucy, it was almost uncanny the resemblance between them. Then my eyes focused on the box, which had fallen over in all the commotion. An envelope with my name on it had fallen out and was about 6 inches from my hand. I sat up to grab it, and just stared at it in amazement. It was a letter from Lucy.
Charlotte's POV
I heard him move, but I hoped that he wouldn't leave. I felt safe with him around, and his cozy cave felt more like home than my big, empty house. I then realized why Grandma Lu asked me to come to Narnia. 'It wasn't to deliver scarves or news of her passing, but to do something more important. She knew that I would be left alone and Tumnus would've already been alone for quite some time. She must've sent me here so neither of us would have to be alone. So neither of us would become bitter and mean, I came here to save him, and to save myself.'
Tumnus's POV
Upon opening the letter, I found but one sentence written on the paper in dear Lucy's hand. "Love her as I loved her, and you both will find peace. Forever Yours, Lucy." As I read the letter, I held back tears, 'She didn't send Charlotte to Narnia to deliver news among other things, but to save me. To save me from depression, and to help me cope.' Right then and there, I rolled over and embraced Charlotte. I didn't know if she was asleep or not, and I didn't care. She looked asleep but she smiled like she knew what was happening.
Author's Note: I hope that you all love the story! I know that the first chapter confused some of you. So I want to reiterate, this story is solely based on the LWW movie that came out last year. Please read and review if you get a chance.