Story: What you Leave Behind
Author: The Evil Pink Squirrel of Doom
Summery: Mariska writes a letter to Peter, or does she?
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but maybe if I put on my ruby slippers, click…click…click… damn I got nothing. It all belongs to the god that is C.S. Lewis, and Disney who seems to own all. No seriously, can you tell me something that doesn't ultimately lead to Disney's ownership.
Author's Note: I beg for your forgiveness (grovels at reader's feet). I know this took a lot longer then I planned, but my computer deleted this chapter. So, I rewrote it, and hated it. Thus, I deleted it and tried again… and poof here you go.
Never forget who you are
My Dearest Peter,
It is with great remorse I am forced to write this for you. I know not how long I am to remain on this plane of existence; I may even be gone before the end of
today. This has been a difficult road for us all and I am proud to say it is one which I have endured and enjoyed greatly.
Never forget my darling who you are. You are the last great savior; you have brought a world on the brink of civil war to agreement. A dark cloud fell over
this land, when it all changed, now you have lifted that curtain and allowed light to once more shine forever through the cerulean sky. I leave with you the
greatest lessons of life which I have learned.
First is that home is not a place, home is wherever your heart takes you. I have traveled far, and although I come from a different land have returned here,
to these lands. I care for these citizens as if they were from my land of birth. You may end up living around the world, but home is where ever your heart
lies. Be it your true love, your children, your family, or your people.
My second lesson comes from your uncle the great Narnian General Oreius, he has often told the children of the crown; courage is not the absence of fear
but the simple defiance of it. Do not let fear overcome you my dearest, your name will strike both fear and valor in the hearts of those who hear it.
The next thing you must learn is a lesson I have learned from the wise beaver. Do not worry over the past, it is history and nothing you say or do will
change what has occurred, not even the great Aslan himself has that power. Accept what is in the past, and carry on with your life. Do not think about the
future, your destiny will be forfilled, you can change it but only if you concentrate on the present. The future will work itself and it's not worth thinking
of. What will be, will be, just as what's done is done. It's best not to torment yourself with history, or the future. Think only about the present and what
may be done to improve it. One only has control over the present and all the parts of it. The present is the most important time; it is what we live in, and
what we truly can change. If we do nothing in the present then there is no future and the past is fully irrelevant. I have found in the years past this lesson is
best recalled how your dear Uncle Tumnus states it, honor and heal the past, but upon it one should never dwell. Dream of the future but do not fret about
things that may quickly change, Live and laugh within the Present, for it is the now, and the now may be all we have.
The smallest amount of love, can lead to an undefeatable level of hope, and hope leads to believing, and believing leads to overcoming ones obstacles. This
has been seen over the last years within our great kingdom. It was shown by the arrival of the two sons of Adam and two daughter of Eve, one of whom was
your father, the High King.
Always tell those who you care about that you care, in my life I have only one great regret. It is that often I did not alert those who I loved to my feelings
for them, be they family, friends, or comrades. Now several of them are gone and never will I have the chance to tell them my feelings.
Never forget my son; you are the crown high Prince of Narnia. You are the son of Peter the Magnificent, his majesty the High King of Narnia, Emperor of
the Lone Islands, Lord of Cair Paravel, Duke of the Great Northern Sky, Knight of the most noble order of the lion and myself Princess Mariska, Princess
Consort to the High Crown of Narnia, third in line for the crown of Tonyo, Lady of Cair Paravel, Duchess of the Great Northern Sky. You are royalty, you
are power, and you are this nation's greatest hope. With your cousins and your older sister, Princess Cleopatra heiress to the Great Northern Sky, you will
save this land and all whom inhabit it.
Your family is some of the greatest creatures in the land. The blood that runs through your veins is pure and majestic. Your family is too be recalled, never
before in history has there been such a devoted line of kin. You have three uncles, and three aunts, they are…
Edmund the Just, King of Narnia, Archduke of the Great Western Wood, Lord of Cair Paravel, His wife is Princess Vienna, second in line to the crown of
Canton, Lady of Cair Paravel, Archduchess of the Western Wood.
Susan the Gentle Queen of Narnia, Countess of the Radiant Southern Sun, Lady of Cair Paravel, Supreme archer in the kingdom of Narnia. She is wed to
Oreius, High General of the great Narnian Military, Lord of Cair Paravel, Countof the Radiant Southern Sun, Most highly trusted and respected advisor
tothe High King, Majestic Hero of the Great War, Knight of the most noble order of the Lion.
Your fathers youngest sibling is Lucy the Valiant, Queen of Narnia, Duchess of the Eastern Sea, the first daughter of Eve to enter upon Lanterns Waste,
Chief Healer of the crown. She is wed to the woodland faun Tumnus, Duke of the Eastern Sea, Lord of Cair Paravel, Oldest and dearest friend of the crown,
Most trusted and respected advisor to her majesty Queen Lucy the Valiant.
You have several cousins, each with there own titles to inherit, or which they received from the high king at birth. You need not know of there title
currently, I am sure you will quickly learn them when your older. However you need to know now that they are as follows.
The children of King Edmund and Princess Vienna are Princess Hestia heiress of the Great Western Wood, Prince Avidan heir of the Western Wood, and
Princess Billie heiress of the Great Western Wood.
The children of Queen Susan and General Oreius are Prince Gavyn heir of the Radiant Southern Sun, and Prince Riordan heir of the Radiant Sun.
The children of Queen Lucy and Tumnus are Princess Gwyneth heiress of the Eastern Sea, and Prince Koen heir of the Eastern Sea.
My prince, my king, my savior, my hope, my glory, my son, I ask you to recall one thing above all else. Your family will stand with you till the death, they
shunt never forsake you. If evil befalls you, turn to them, they will be beside you till the very end. Be that end the defeat of your enemies, the destruction of
our line, the failure of the crown, or annihilation of Narnia, herself.
Mariska put down the quill she was using to write as the door to her chambers opened slightly. She suddenly could hear the commotion
going on outside, and then the soft scraping of claws on the marble flooring of her room. Mrs. Beaver jumped up on the foot of the bed and
slowly crawled up towards the Princess Consort of the High Crown. Mariska watched the beaver smile slightly, and begin to remove the
bloody bedding that had just been changed three hours prior, and tell her what was going on.
"My dear, dear Princess, word has reached the palace that General Oreius has been spotted by the griffons crossing the Great River with
Zephyr the greatest healer in all the known world upon his back. We all knew of course that if anyone could make the trek to the
northern Archlands and back within three days time it would be powerful Oreius. What a journey it must have been for him, and to have
another riding upon his back, although it's merely a dwarf…well you know the traditions. Anyhow, word is from the trees, the brilliant
healer says that he will save your life, and be able to stop the bleeding. From my understanding he did not realize when Oreius pounded
upon his door upon arriving in the Archlands late yesterday night that her Majesty Queen Lucy had the cordial locked tightly away in the
vault deep below, and only the high king holds the key. Zephyr was more then willing to come, and he says you need not fret. Just as we
have been telling your worry some ears all eve and morn. You should be joyous; you have given Narnia an heir to the High Crown. Why
Mr. Beaver and I were just discussing how proud your sweet husband would be." She finished removing the soiled sheets, and called for
Princess Vienna to help her change the Princess Consort who had been bleeding since the birth of her son nearly two suns ago. After the
beaver was finished she brushed down her fur, and snatched the letter up from the bedding, giving it a quick scan, she looked up startled at
Mariska.
"Child, you will be fine. You need not write a letter to your new prince. You'll be your old self in no time. Her royal majesty Princess
Cleopatra is outside with Mr. Tumnus enjoying the summer air, and playing with the rest of the royal brood. I was careful to make sure
they have all eaten, and she was in bed on time last night too. Though my dear she refused to sleep anywhere but in that dreadful chair
within the nursery." Mrs. Beaver jumped off the bed, letter in hand, and laid it gently on the desk in the far corner. She waddled over and
opened the doors to the large balcony, taking a deep breath she turned back to her self taken upon charge.
"Ahh, there they are upon the beach, such a lovely family. I doubt however if one has ever seen such a brood, four humans, two fauns, and
two centaurs." She shook her head and crawled up on the rail of the balcony, using her hand to shield her eyes, she let out a heavy sigh.
"Why, your majesty I see Oreius approaching over the beach. I will return shortly with the healer. Just close your tired eyes for a bit
child till I return. This time tomorrow you just watch you'll be dinning with your ever growing blood line." With that the small creature
began to leave the room, turning only when she heard Princess Mariska softly call her name.
"Yes my dear child?" Mariska smiled at Mrs. Beaver's kind and tender words.
"This time tomorrow we will be dinning with our ever growing family." She flashed the small brown animal a weak smile and laid back,
knowing the motherly beaver had understood.
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Author's Note: Ok shorter then normal I know, but on the next chapter we reach Tumnus. The first time I wrote this chapter it was actually quite a bit longer, but I when I re-wrote it the third time around, it ended up like this. I'm hoping to get the next chapter of 'One Must Always Expect the Unexpected' up within the next two days.