Author: Her people. I decided to update early, so here it is!. Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, I only own the plotline. So I hope you like, please review, you guys are soo awesome and so much support. Thanks so much. Enjoy!.
As Susan stood there, almost frozen in time, she was amazed to feel the cold rush from her body, and instantly be replaced with warm, fuzzy feelings. She felt as if she has been frozen inside, and now returning to life, like a newly bloomed flower coming out to the first rays of the spring sun. Ad everyone else watched on, a smile spread across Peter, Edmund and Lucy's faces, their hearts beating rapidly, overjoyed to have their sister finally back to normal after the horrible ordeal.
Suddenly, Susan found herself getting weaker and she couldn't hold herself up for much longer, she had used all her energy in the battle and also felt herself become drowsy. Peter also noticed these changes and didn't know what was to come of their sister now, was she dying?. As Susan's eyes slowly started to shut, her knees finally gave way, and her body fell to the ground. Peter noticed this, and thinking quickly, ran for her, catching her in his arms before she could hit the ground. Edmund, Lucy, Tumnus and Aslan running towards them.
Everyone was too preoccupied with Susan, that they didn't notice a figure atop the rocks, looking down at them. Trevor, wanting to witness the defeat of the evil queen, had sat upon the rocks, watching as Peter and Lucy continued to battle their evil sister, and Edmund finally defeating the White Witch. A smirk came to Trevor's lips as he watched Edmund's swift moves and unexpectedly use the witch's wand against her. It was truly a great defeat.
However, Trevor wasn't so pleased that the witch's spell was broken, meaning Susan would be reunited with her family, and taken back to Cair Paravel to be treated for the poison fed to her since her capture. That also meant back to a possible fiancée, and forget all about him?. No. He would not let there precious moments together since she was captured to just be a distant memory to torture himself with when he could still have her.
Now that they were both free, Trevor vowed that he would get into Cair Paravel and win Susan's heart once more.
An idea suddenly came to him, and with one last glance at Susan, he disappeared down the bank, awaiting them. Catching her, Peter placed one of her arms around his shoulder, while the other arm wrapped around her waist, gently lowering her to a sitting position on the ground, and keeping a firm hold on her, as he felt her body suddenly rest upon him, her head rested on the crook of his shoulder. Lucy, Edmund, Tumnus and Aslan gathered around them, seeing the damage that had been done to the girl.
Susan had some fresh cuts and bruises from the battle, her ankle seemed to be sprained but Aslan announced that it seemed to poison was gone. Her breathing was still labored, and she looked deep in sleep. Her raven hair once more shined in the bright sunlight, her face was still pale, the color in her cheeks has not yet returned, and her lips were red with blood. "Susan" Peter whispered sadly, staring down at the sleeping girl in his arms as he listened to Aslan's examination.
"Once we return to the castle, she'll need immediate bed rest for the next couple of days. She'll need some medicine for the damage done during the battle and some antidote to make sure the poison is truly gone," the great lion explained. "But other than that, she will return to normal in a few days, given she has the chance to heal, so only short visitations while she's recovering!" Aslan said sternly, raising an brow at Peter, Edmund and Lucy, who upon seeing his expression, immediately agreed.
With that settled, Edmund helped Peter lift Susan off the ground to carry her, Tumnus and Aslan making a round of who remaining from the battle, was well enough to travel with them. Looking around the now scattered plains, the five of them noticed only a few hundred of the thousands of troops survived, including Orieus. A lot of them were very weak from the battle to travel the long distance, with open wounds that were beyond medical help now, others were very fortunate to have survived with cuts and bruises.
"And what of the witch?" Orieus suddenly asked, coming up to the monarchs with Aslan and the other survivors. All turned once more to where the witch stood, encased in her new stony figure. Aslan turned to Orieus, and the rest of the army, all looking at him in question, wondering what they would do with the stony witch now. Aslan's golden eyes then turned to one of the centaurs, noticing that they possessed a hammer, having picked it up during the battle. That gave the great lion a good idea.
"Since she has been turned to stone by her very own wand. I suggest that she shall be smashed, and then plunged into the Great River so that she shall never be resurrected again, by any future descendants or followers" said Aslan, then turning to Peter and Edmund, who suddenly felt all eyes on them. "So let it be!" Peter stated very kingly, and nodded to the centaur to carry out the order, who willingly agreed. So, the remaining army against the White Witch watched as the centaur swung the great hammer, and cringed as the stone witch was crumbled into a thousand tiny pieces.
With that done, Aslan announced. "We shall take her remains to the Great River, along with those of the brave and noble who have died for us today!" Aslan stated, Peter, Edmund, Lucy and Tumnus nodded. "You may make your way to the castle now. Farewell!" the great lion bid, and he and the centaur began to gather up the pieces, as the remaining soldiers, along with the monarchs of Narnia, made their way up the plains.
As they finally reached the top of the hill, they could see the grand Cair Paravel in the distance. Using that as comfort, Peter held Susan close, using the excuse of putting the weight off of Edmund, but the younger king knew the real reason, and couldn't blame his elder brother, in fact, he gave a sad smile. Lucy rested against Tumnus, who in turn, held her close, feeling tired after the battle, and having to walk all the way home. But as they began to make their way over the field, a figure suddenly came into view.
The precession to Cair Paravel stopped and everyone watched and waited as the figure made it's way towards them. The silence grew thicker, as the figure got closer, and they noticed it was a mysterious man, making their way towards them. He looked like he'd been through a great ordeal, dirt all over and also what looked like blood dripping from his face, his clothes tattered and his feet dragged across the ground.
At the sight of him, Lucy move closer to Tumnus, who tightened his hold onto her as well, ready to push her behind him. Edmund removed Susan's arm from around his shoulders and unsheathing his sword, pointing it threateningly at the new comer. Peter also tightened his grip on Susan, his gaze remained on the stranger, eyes narrowed. The Magnificent king suddenly had a strange feeling as they couldn't trust him.
Finally, the stranger was in reach, Edmund stayed prepared, keeping his sword pointed at the stranger, warning him to come forward. The stranger surprised them all when he suddenly fell to his knees before them, his head lowered as he tried to catch his breath on hands and knees. "Who are you, stranger?" Edmund asked after a few moments, never lowering his sword. "And what are you doing here?", his voice very stern and a little bit angry.
The stranger didn't move, and continued to catch his breath, and for a few moments, they stayed in silence. Suddenly, the stranger gave a long sigh, and slowly looked up to the tip of the blade in front of him, following it up to meet Edmund's face, startling the young king. "I mean no harm, your majesties!" he finally said, knowing that these must be the three other monarchs of Narnia besides Susan. Silence once more, as Edmund thought out his answer. "What's your name?" he said gently, watching as the stranger tried to compose himself before answering.
"My name's Trevor" he began, slowly getting to his feet, and now staring at Edmund eye level. "Trevor of Archenland" he finished, now turning his gaze to Peter, Lucy and Tumnus. Peter, Edmund and Lucy were surprised, he was very tall, and dark skinned, looking about the age of Peter. However, they had never seen him in Narnia, and he looked nothing like any human in Narnia. 'He must be from another land' Peter thought to himself, adjusting Susan's weight against his body, and keep a firmer hold on her.
"Where did you come from?" Lucy suddenly came forward. "We have never seen you around these lands before, and you were not at the battle at the plains of Beruna" she inquired, staring at him with her child like innocence. Trevor smiled down at her, like others, instantly taken by her charming innocence she was known for. Trevor returned his gaze to Edmund. "I was a captive of the White Witch, like this woman here" Trevor explained, gesturing to Susan, still laying limp against Peter.
"You knew our sister?" Lucy asked again. Trevor nodded. "She and I were kept in the dungeons, I longer than her. She stayed a few days, then taken up with the witch, and I never saw her until now" Trevor explained. "I was kept there for the witch's profits as well. But once she saw me useless against any of her monsters, she kept me down in the dungeons" Trevor said, remembering his capture was true but was never kept in the dungeons.
"That sounds horrible!" Lucy exclaimed, tears having brimmed her eyes, however Edmund and Peter were not so gullible. "I managed to escape when I was taken to the witch, ordered me to serve her in battle, and on our way here, escape through the woods, though I had to battle a minotaur and goblin that followed me" said Trevor, trying his best not to break character, in hopes of traveling to Cair Paravel with them. So far, only the youngest was buying it, the boys became uneasy with every word he spoke.
"Now, I only ask for a place to stay, your majesties, to recover until I can travel home. I am far too weak and unprepared to make the long journey in my conditions. I only hope your wonderful generosity is not a rumor, please can you help me?" Trevor said, adding in a little bit of a sob for dramatic effect, hoping at least the little one would buy his act.
Lucy gave a sob, and turned to Edmund with a confused look, then turned to Peter. "I don't know" Edmund started. "How do we know we can trust him?".
"We can't!. We still don't know much about him, we can't just invite him into our home, especially if he says he's been taken by the White Witch!" Peter argued. "What about Susan, he could try on her while she's recovering and jeopardize her health" Peter finished. 'He does have good reasons for insecurity' Trevor thought to himself. "But Peter, he's injured and needs help!" Lucy argued back. "We swore we would help anyone who needs help, even if they come from a different land!" Lucy said. There was silence for a moment. "True, we don't know much about him, but we at least have to help him recover" said Lucy, tears coming to her eyes.
There was another silence. "Maybe we should just let him recover and move on!" Edmund finally butted in. "We'll put security up in Susan's room while she's recovering, so nothing will happen to her" Edmund promised, seeing the doubt in Peter's eyes. It was all up to him now. He still didn't trust the newcomer, he had a strange aura to him, but Lucy was right, as kings and queens of Narnia they all swore to help anyone in need of them. Peter turned his gaze to Lucy, who looked at him with pleading, teary eyes. Peter gave a sigh as the silence settled in.
"I suppose you could journey with us to Cair Paravel" Peter finally decided. "But on certain conditions. You shall go were I permit you, and will not wander around without one of us with you. And you shall not venture into Susan's room without one of us as well" Peter explained sternly. "Do you understand?" he questioned, and Trevor smiled happily, thanking each in turn and exchanging names. So with that, Trevor was now on his way to Cair Paravel, and soon enough, he would get Susan all to himself.
On the way, Lucy and Tumnus walked along side of the newcomer, telling tales and asking millions of questions, Peter and Edmund stayed behind, each keeping a watchful eye on Trevor, not liking the idea of him being in their home. Peter also kept watch upon Susan. Since they left the plains, Peter noticed Susan's breath was becoming a lot less labored, meaning she was getting better, but she still looked sickly pale and needed medicine fast.
Peter pulled her a little closer to him, and rested his head against hers for a few moments. He was overjoyed to have her back, but knew he must stay away for her to recover, then maybe their relationship could be back on track. Oh, how he wished he could kiss her once more, even on the forehead would do, but he knew he couldn't in fear of exposure.
Edmund watched Peter's actions, knowing his elder brother ached to be alone with Susan once more, and was happy for the new couple. 'I just hope nothing comes between them again' Edmund thought to himself, turning his gaze to Trevor.
His thoughts were suddenly broken by Lucy's cry of joy. "We're home!" the youngest Pevensie cried with happiness, grabbing hold of Trevor's hand and running with him the rest of the way. Peter came up beside Edmund, watching this. "If he was so badly injured, he wouldn't be running like that!" Peter pointed out. Edmund nodded. "Something isn't right with him, so we have to be on a guard!" Edmund advised. Peter nodded. "Yes, but now we must put Susan to bed" Peter said sternly, shifting her weight once more, before continuing the rest of the way.
Once more back in Cair Paravel, the Pevensies were surrounded by servants, desperate for news on the battle, also overjoyed to see Queen Susan had returned. Peter handed Susan over to a servant waiting for service. "Bring her to her room and give her the medical attention she needs, along with some antidote" Peter ordered. "I will check up later" he said, watching as the servant nodded before heading up the stairs, carrying Susan. Edmund and Lucy were then escorted to their rooms for a well-deserved bath and medical attention.
Peter turned to see Trevor awaiting something to do, Peter called over another servant. "Please take him to the spare room next to mine, and draw a bath" Peter ordered, keeping his gaze on Trevor. "He also needs medical attention" he finished. The servant nodded and then ran off to do as she was told. For a few moments, Peter and Trevor held gazes, something was still not right about Trevor. "I'll see you at dinner" Peter said, almost in a warning tone, before heading up the stairs to his own room for a rest, knowing Trevor watched him as he went.
In a few hours, everyone was dressed and rested and ready to eat. Edmund, Peter and Lucy took their normal places, and Peter called for another chair to be placed for Trevor.
A heavy silence filled the dining hall as Peter and Trevor tried to avoid each other; however, when the other wasn't looking they'd shoot glares at the other. The food finally came and Edmund and Lucy scoffed it all done hungrily. Peter and Trevor ate normally, shooting glares at each other every once in a while. Lucy tried a couple of times to start a conversation but it only resulted in Peter suddenly storming out of the room.
Once he was out of the dining hall, Peter quickly made his way up the stairs, immediately knowing where he was going. He made it down the hall towards Susan's room, pleased to see the guards he'd set up earlier still there. Peter stopped before the guards, feeling a little more calm. "May I go in?" he asked the guards, hoping there was not a nurse in there tending to her. The guards nodded, bowing to him as he passed through the door.
Peter looked around the room as he softly closed over the door. The dying sunlight coming from the open balcony brought a warming glow to the room, and the light breeze made a bit cool. Peter's blue eyes then landed on the huge bed to his left, in which Peter immediately walked to slowly, as not to disturb his sleeping sister. Finally, as he came to stop beside the bed, he gazed down at Susan, still in deep sleep, tucked nicely under her silk sheets. Peter pulled over one of the chairs left by a nurse, and sat down, gazing at his sister sadly.
She still looked like death, bandages wrapped around her head, stomach and ankle stained with blood already. Her breathing seemed to have leveled, and the antidote and medicine seemed to have taken effect. Peter gave a sigh, seeing her like this made his heart break, and he wished he could do more. Once more, thoughts of Trevor came to mind, of when they first found him, and his glares full of hate at the High King.
Whatever the intentions, he did not like them. "Don't worry Su" Peter said softly, returning his gaze to his sister. Reaching out a hand, and brushing the raven locks from her face. Her face felt cold, and he wasn't sure if it was the draft. "I won't let anything happen to you" he said softly, memories of her kidnapping brought tears back to his eyes.
The urge to climb into the bed with her over came him, and with one more glance at the door, Peter carefully pulled back the covers, and slid in beside her. Gently wrapping an arm around her waist, he slowly pulled her close to him. As he snuggled down next to her, sleep suddenly taking over him, he whispered "We'll be together again".
Author: There, hope you enjoyed it. Now, the part where Trevor was explaining how he was captured by the witch, is true. The part about him in the dungeons is a lie, just to let you know. Ok, that's all for me. Please review. Thanks.