Adventures in Narnia
Ch. 3 Search for a brother
"Lady Virginia? Lady Virginia!" a maid knocked on her door. It was a relatively annoying knock, for it was so early in the morning, but Virginia got up.
"Yes? Why, pray tell, do you wake me up at such an early hour?" Virginia yawned.
" High King Peter wishes you to dress quickly; you are going to go look for your lost brother. Queen Susan is joining you on your quest."
"Really!" Virginia immediately became excited, and left to go change. She was so happy, now, because she might find her missing limb.
Susan rode on her horse, in between Virginia and Peter. Virginia looked horribly anxious, and why shouldn't she? She lost her brother, and now they were looking for him again.
Susan remembered Ronald well. He was very tall, taller than most, with bright red hair (no one knew where the hair came from, all of his relatives had dark brunette or dirty blonde hair), and out-of-proportion arms and legs that just made him look taller. He wasn't that good at most sports, except for track, like his sister, but was very good in mathematics at school. Susan and he had grown as good friends while Virginia and Peter grew as best friends, since both lost their original best friend. And although Susan knew that she used to sort of like him, she didn't any more. She didn't know who to like any more, but she knew it wasn't any of the Borottis. Aslan hinted in knowing who, but wouldn't tell. Susan didn't really care, she had never been of the romantic sort, and she was more practical. Why, if any of the 4 needed to be married off, she would be the wisest choice because she wouldn't mind. She would learn to like her betrothed.
Riding through the countryside, Peter suddenly stopped his horse.
"Susan, do you have your horn on you?"
"Why yes, I do. What, do you think that those who need help will come if you blow it? Because, in truth, it is the exact opposite, sorry Peter…"
"Yes, I know, but maybe someone will come who knows where Ronald is."
"Fine," and Susan retrieved her horn out of her cloak, and blew on it. A magnificent sound came out, but it didn't scare away any of the surrounding birds, as most horns usually do. Instead, a small rabbit came bounding out of the forest.
"How may I serve you, My Queen?" the rabbit bowed.
"Rabbit, what is your name?" Susan asked kindly.
"Peter, Your Majesty."
"Sir Peter the Rabbit, do you happen to know where a tall, gangly, red-headed human is? A son of Adam who seems to be lost?"
"Why, I think I do, Your Majesty. Why, me and my brother Ben, that's short for Benjamin, live near The Blue jay, you know, and he happens to know of an odd creature that lives just a few hops from our den. He describes the creature like a Son of Adam, but of course we didn't believe him. I mean, a Son of Adam, here, in our little forest! But now, I believe he may be telling the truth. Follow me; King Peter, Queen Susan, and Lady Virginia. Follow me to the lost Son of Adam!" Peter-the-rabbit was just hyper with excitement as he bounded away, the 3 noble teenagers in tow.
Peter-the-rabbit led them straight threw dense forest, until it became so dense that they had to go out on foot.
"You might want to leave your horses here, Your Majesties," Peter-the-rabbit admitted to the three. All three dismounted, and carried on after the rabbit.
It was long and hard, the undergrowth was so thick it was hard to see past your own face. In fact, Peter's face became so scratched that he yelped when he brought his hand to it and felt blood.
"Peter-the-rabbit, I'm afraid this thicket here is too thick for humans to pass through unscathed. Do you think…? I mean, is there a safer way?" Peter asked immediately after finding himself bleeding.
"I'm afraid not. When the witch ruled, all of us small woodland creatures built a huge wall of branches and sharp sticks to keep out the witch. It actually worked well, especially when Aslan himself came one night and blew on it to make it even more painful to the witch and unconquerable by magic. We're working on breaking it down now, so that's why you haven't totally died of blood loss yet."
Peter turned as white as a ghost, "As King, I order you to have the removal of this wall be your top priority."
"It is, Your Majesty. Rest assured," and Peter-the-rabbit bounded through more dense undergrowth, making each of the teens groan.
"Oh dear, Peter, how thick is this wall of sharp sticks?" have cried, have laughed Virginia.
"Thicker than your Uncle Prosper, that's for sure," Peter complained, referencing Virginia's very large, very wide, and very dumb uncle.
"I, although loyal to my family, have to agree with you there," Virginia yelped as another twig jammed into her rib.
"Don't worry, Your Majesties, we just have a few feet to go!" Peter-the-rabbit exclaimed.
"Look, Peter-the-rabbit, we have the same name, here, and all… please, please, please, can you find a less painful way?" Peter moaned as another twig pierced his arm.
"Don't worry, my King, we are," Peter-the-rabbit stopped and climbed through a final branch, "Here!"
Peter, Susan, and Virginia painfully went through the last thicket, and gasped. It truly was a woodland creature's home, with dens and a creek and tons of food.
"Welcome, Your Majesties," Peter-the-rabbit said happily, "Now, I shall go fetch the Blue Jay, and he can show you your Son of Adam," and the rabbit bounded away.
The three stood awkwardly as they waited for Peter-the-rabbit.
"Your Majesties!" Peter-the-rabbit bounded back very quickly.
"Yes?" Susan said.
"Indeed, the Blue Jay has a Son of Adam that painfully matches your description. He is coming," Peter-the-rabbit said breathlessly. In a few minuets, Ronald indeed appeared.
"Ron!" Virginia cried, hugging her brother.
"Gin! What are you doing here?" Ronald asked, "I mean, I thought you were lost or something… and what's with the clothes? Peter, Susan! Wow, we're all here!"
And the three laughed heartily, "Oh Ronald, you have no idea."
(1,050 Words) I didn't realize that I named the rabbit the same name as Peter until… well, midway through the chapter! Whoops!