Adventures in Narnia
Ch. 9- Concentration Impossible
Lucy found herself wishing she was older. A lot older. Mr. Tumnus' age, because then Edmund and Mr. Tumnus would let her love him. Mr. Tumnus, that is. Of course, it wasn't as if she couldn't stop the feeling, she just had to hide it. And leave it hidden, never taking it out.
That was the hard part, surely: not taking it out. She couldn't even think about her love, because she knew someone would notice. No, she would have to live with the fact that she was in love with Tumnus the faun.
Of course, to keep her spirits up, Lucy kept telling herself that when she was older she could love him, or would have grown out of it by then.
She hoped, anyway. She prayed to Aslan, God, and anyone else up there who had divine influence over her life- and her love life.
Of course, she was always busy with Queen Duties, so it wasn't like she didn't have things to keep her occupied from her slowly breaking heart.
Then Mr. Tumnus came into the royal chambers at Cair Paravel.
"Your Majesty," he bowed to Lucy, her being the only one in the room.
"Mr. Tumnus! What brings you here?" Lucy asked.
"Queen Lucy, I am here to bring you happy news- of myself, really."
"Do tell!"
"Well, in the wild lands of the north, a fox patrol searching for those who escaped the evil witch's reign, found my father mother and sisters! I promised them that I would come and help, I've always felt guilty that I didn't go with them."
"Oh, well that's wonderful news! Can I come-Peter, Susan, and Edmund have things going well here."
"Oh no, you have duties here- and they found someone that I'd rather you didn't meet."
"Who?"
Tumnus let out a slow breath, "my old, erm… sweetheart."
Breaking, crumbling, falling… and Lucy hit rock bottom.
Peter stood up at the balcony, the wind blowing through his hair. Fall was here, and Narnia was chilly. Soon winter would yet again come to the land. Today was a meeting for the entire royal staff, not counting Aslan. Oh, how he wished Aslan was back!
Now, however, he decided to read a comical book called Monty Python and the Holy Grail, (A/N- Yes, I know that's an amazingly hilarious movie- DUH!) which he was thoroughly engrossed in.
He was just reading the part with the King of the Swamp when Lucy came bouncing in.
"Oh Peter, please read aloud for me, I need something to cheer me up!"
"Why Lu?" Peter asked.
"Never you mind, read Peter please!" and Lucy made her puppy dog face.
"Fine," Peter smiled and began to read aloud.
"'One day lad,' the King of the swamp proclaimed, 'all this will be yours.'
'What, the curtains?' his son asked.
'NO not the curtains! All you can see over the hills and valleys!' the King exclaimed.
'But I don't want it!' the son whined.
'Now listen- you are marrying Princess Lucky, who's father owns the biggest tracks of land in Britain.'
'But I don't like her! Or the land!'
'What's not to like? She's beautiful, rich; she's got huge… tracks o' land…'
'But I don't want any of that! I'd rather just… SING!'" and Lucy was now laughing hysterically.
"Oh Peter, thank you! I'll see you at the meeting!" and Lucy left the room.
"Okay, Royal Meeting in session," Peter exclaimed as all of them sat down around the table. The royals attending were Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy, Virginia, Ronald, Orieus, Tumnus, Makki- the- griffin, the Beavers, and Zelk- the- fox.
"Tumnus give the police report," Peter said lazily, he was distracted by the fact that Virginia was sitting next to him. He wanted to gently squeeze her hand under the table, but no one knew of their love. Not even Susan, or Ronald. It was their cherished secret.
Tumnus rambled on about how more and more refugees were being found in the North, and how his family was found, and how he'd like to join in the chase, and was asking for their permission to go.
3 of the 4 said yes, one of them said no. Guess who said no?
Lucy.
"Mr. Tumnus, I'm afraid that you have an urgent assignment here that refrains you from going. I received word of it just this morning," and Lucy opened up a scroll and read aloud:
"Tumnus the faun is hereby ordered to come to the land of the mist to help with a recent catastrophe. A mudslide has occurred, killing hundreds of Narnian, and all fauns (with their gift of the ability to move nature) are ordered by the Narnian government to help. You have been given the task of rounding up all the fauns and dryads who are not already helping with another Narnian task," Lucy concluded, rolling back up the scroll.
Although Peter knew Lucy was just using this unfortunate incident to stop Tumnus from going to see his sweetheart, no one else saw or cared. They all though it was brilliant, since the mudslide was misfortunate.
Tumnus saw the true meaning of the words as well, apparently.
"Of course, my Queen. Just allow this letter to my family to be delivered—unless you have a reprimand against that too?" you could see now that Mr. Tumnus was very angry.
The tension in the air could be cut with a knife.
"No, I don't," Lucy replied haughtily.
"ANYWAY," Peter stopped the argument before it started, "Orieus, military report."
Stupid girls night out, Peter though miserably as he wandered the courtyard. Susan and Virginia were having a sleepover (Lucy too) and Peter was absolutely bored. He felt the urge to run into Susan's room (where the sleepover was taking place) take Virginia hostage, and bring her to a secluded spot to kiss for the rest of the evening.
Tumnus walked past then, grumbling to himself.
"Hello Mr. Tumnus, I'm sorry about our unfortunate incident this morning," Peter said wearily.
"King Peter," Tumnus turned to look at him, "have you ever been in love?"
Peter immediately felt uncomfortable, was this about his sweetheart or Lucy?
"Yes, actually," Peter replied with caution.
"Do you know the horrible feeling in the pit of your stomach that occurs when your love breaks your heart or you break your loves' heart?"
"All too well… Mr. Tumnus, is this about Lucy?"
Tumnus sighed and didn't answer for a while.
"Mr. Tumnus, please, tell me as a friend."
"Fine Peter, yes it is."
Peter sighed, "Tumnus, Lucy's actions today were horrible but understandable. She's just a little girl."
"Yes, I know, but still I have to live with the fact that I caused her to act like that, Peter."
"She's 9, this is her first taste of love. Giver her time before you two actually…"
"That's what I've been doing!"
"Wait until she's at least 15, for me, please?"
"Yes sir."
"How, erm, old will you be then?"
"In faun years? Or Human years?"
"How old are you now in Faun Years?"
"19, I'm actually," Mr. Tumnus was counting on his fingers, "57 in Human Years."
"Faun Years, then," Peter laughed.
"21."
"Oh good," Peter nodded in approval.
Sarah, younger sister of Virginia and Ronald, best friend of Edmund, had decided to go into the blocked closet an hour before Virginia and Ronald had gone in, and has been lost in Narnia for months.
Until Edmund found her.
Riding through the woods on Philip, Edmund reached a forest he had not yet explored; only once with Peter way back when they found Virginia and it wasn't (obviously) thoroughly explored that time. He went deep into the forest, probably into the Wild Lands of the North.
Suddenly, Philip stopped.
"Philip, what is wrong?" Edmund asked.
"My King, I sense yet another daughter of Eve in this forest."
"How close?" Edmund asked eagerly.
"Behind that bush," and Edmund leapt off of Philip and went behind the bush. He recognized the figure behind it immediately as Sarah- a complete wreck of a Sarah. She looked dehydrated and famished, but most importantly she was unconscious.
"Sarah? SARAH!" Edmund dropped to his feet and knelt by her side.
"Come on Sarah, wake up," Edmund gently shook her. He began to panic. What if she was dead?
But Edmund checked her pulse- there was a pulse, at least- and picked her up.
Sarah was Edmund's age- 11- and he was in love with her. Had loved her ever since her 8th birthday. All the Borotti children were best friends with the Pevensies- Virginia, Ronald, Sarah, and Michael and Antonio. Antonio was a lot older than everyone else, and the only one not born in Finchley. Michael was Lucy's age.
And only Michael and Antonio didn't enter Narnia.
Panicking slightly, Edmund picked up Sarah gently and carried her to Philip. Philip was a little surprised.
"You know this Daughter of Eve?" he asked curiously.
"She's my best friend," Edmund said softly, and continued so softly that Philip could not hear.
"And the love of my life."
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