Author's Note: Hey guys, so so so so sorry that I haven't updated until now, l feel bad, lol. School's been a wreck and so demanding, but I hope to try and update alot sooner, have to get this fic done after all. Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters exc. Trevor & Flora , I only own the plotline. So, once again very very sorry, and I hope you all enjoy it.One more thing: Its my Birthday!. Yay me, lol. Hope you enjoy!. Thanks.
In just a few days, they had finally made it to Archenland, and it was defiantly an amazing sight. Susan was amazed by the rolling hills and brisk winds, the sea green ocean was fast, and the sun glistened upon it like magic. It was like something out of a fairy tale, like what Susan had first thought of Narnia when she and her siblings first arrived.
Susan heart suddenly fell as her thoughts suddenly turned to her siblings. The thought of missing Lucy and Edmund made tears come to her eyes, she missed them already and it was only a couple of days, probably because she and her siblings had barely ever been apart. However, that was suddenly all washed away once her thoughts turned to Peter. Her heart began to ach as memories of him and Flora full on kissing in front of her. The pain was still surging through her and she wasn't sure if she would ever be rid of it.
But as she gazed ahead, stunned by the amazing countryside like beauty of Archenland, she hoped that this little vacation would help in the recovery of her broken heart. Letting out a deep sigh to release her of her worries, she faked a smile and tried to enjoy the scenery around her. Trevor, who'd been watching her the whole time, seem to wonder about her. He could see beyond her fake smile, and knew instantly that she was probably going through an emotional break down.
Trevor decided to check things out for himself, riding up to her, he coughed to get her attention. His heart seemed to melt, as she suddenly turned to him with a beautiful smile, obviously still keeping up her façade. "Susan, are you alright?" he inquired, clearing his throat from the moment before. Susan seemed a bit taken back by this, her fake smile faltered, her expression that of deep thought. Susan bit her lip, not sure if he was being caring or not, turning her attention once more to him. Debating on the emotional breakdown, she once more put on the fake smile.
"Just fine, I can't wait to see your own home" she said, sounding a little like a giddy teen, in which she totally regretted it. Trevor shot her an uneasy smile and a laugh, turning back to stare ahead. "We'll be coming upon it soon!" he said, before all went silent once again. Susan enjoyed hearing all the wildlife around her, some of them she did recognize from Narnia, but others she enjoyed seeing for the first time. She was still amazed by the surroundings, until her gaze suddenly feel upon the sight before her.
There, in the distance was a magnificent castle, maybe even bigger than Cair Paravel. It looked to be made of different types of stone, surrounded by luscious gardens with huge trees, she felt insignificant to it already. The castle seemed to be something a princess would dream of owning, and she couldn't believe the sight before her, it was too unreal.The company made their way down a dirt road, roads spreading out to the equally as magnificent, stone houses. Sure, they weren't as big, but Susan still felt a bit intimidated.
The gentle queen giggled nervously as the iron gates where opened for them and they continued on to the castle before them. "This is your home?" she asked nervously, Trevor giving out a laugh at her surprised, yet a little intimidated expression. Susan's heart filled with joy as they continued up the path, and finally stopped before the grand stairs leading up to the huge oak doors. It seemed to still hasn't hit Susan yet, that this was such a beautiful place, and she couldn't believe this was real.
Trevor took Susan's hand, which surprised her, and led her up the stairs. "I can't wait for you to meet my father!" he said, smiling almost mischievously at her, which surprised and scared her at the same time. She knew he was up to something, like all this could somehow was too good to be true. However, she shook it off mentally, as they made it to the top of the steps, a middle-aged man, a cape over his shoulders and a golden crown atop his head, smiling happily at them. "Welcome back, Trevor!" the man said, suddenly coming forward and hugging Trevor tightly. Susan smiled.
"It's good to be home, father!" Trevor said, patting the man on the back lightly. Once they parted, Trevor took a side ways glance towards Susan, who smiled nervously. "Oh!. This is Queen Susan of Narnia!" Trevor introduced, the man's attention suddenly coming to her, his smile widened. "Pleased to meet one of the great monarchs of our neighbor country, truly it is a pleasure!" the man said, hugging her as well. "I am King Reynold!" he said, parting from her, taking her hand and shaking it.
Susan bore a delightful smile, however a little bit nervous to be in the presence of the king. "Come, Come!" he suddenly shouted, suddenly pushing Trevor and Susan into the castle before him. "We have much to discuss, let the footmen carry your things!" he said happily, following the two young teens inside. Susan's eyes grew wide, amazed at the interior of the castle. It reminded the young queen of a cathedral, it was so magnificent, the colored stain glass that made up the ceiling, cast different shades of light all over the room.
The floor was clear marble, with different colored tiles made patterns across the floor in some places, and Susan found, that if you look hard enough, you could see a little bit of your reflection it was so clean. Susan was amazed, she'd never thought the castle of Archenland would be this beautiful as extravagant. She was suddenly taken out of her thoughts when one of the footmen suddenly dropped one of her suitcases beside her."Please take it to the guestroom to the right, fourth door down, please!" the king ordered, Susan looking a bit uneasily.
"Not a problem, miss" the man said, sending her a smile, before gathering up her items once more and carrying them to the stairs, Susan watched him curiously, these footmen worked so much more differently then their maids at home. They moved swiftly, and seemed almost like a butler with their stance, the maids and servants at home worked swiftly, their walk not so graceful and they'd told posture wasn't everything. As she watched as the man disappeared behind the wall upstairs, Susan was suddenly shaken from her thoughts.
"Come, Gentle Queen Susan" King Reynold said, guiding her towards what looked like the dining hall. "How about a cup of tea, you must be thirsty after your long trip, and I would love to hear about life in Narnia!" the king said happily, Susan shooting him a nervous smile as she made her way through the great oak doors of the dining hall. Susan was even more impressed by the next room. It wasn't as high as the main entrance, but it had a sky light , the large glass pieces cut triangular pointing in the direction of each other.
There also where many portraits hung across the walls, Susan guessed them to be long ago relatives of the family, that had now passed away, maybe even great monarchs still alive in old age, Susan wasn't sure. Large windows also lined the walls placed between every third portrait from the next, long red velvet curtains tied back with gold colored strings hung from the right side of the windows. Susan walked closer to one of the windows, amazed to see far off onto the rolling hills that then divided into trees in the distance.
Susan glanced around the wonderful portraits of the family, noticing their dating of long ago, when her eyes fell upon the large oak table in the center of the room. It reminded her of a table you'd see in the middle ages, maybe kings such as King Arthur would have held dinner parties with these sorts of tables, long and held many people, maybe even as much as a whole court!. Since there was only the four of them, and sometimes Mr. Tumnus, they had a smaller oak table, usual for a family of four or five, but Susan's heart leaped once she saw the larger table.
Feeling excited, she quickened her pace, marveling about the many chairs that lined the table, furnished with the same red velvet as the curtains on the seat and the back. The king's chair, at the head of the table, was much bigger, with velvet lining the arms of the chairs as well, the back of the chair crafted to resemble the points of a crown, meaning that this was the chair of the king. Susan's thoughts were suddenly broken when she heard a chair scrap across the marble flooring, and looking over, saw Trevor had offered her one of the furnished chairs to sit.
"Come dear child, you are an honored guest to our home!" the king invited. "And we never leave our guests standing unwanted" the king said, smiling, patting the velvet seat that Trevor had just pulled out. Susan glanced between the king and the teen and shooting them an equally as offering smile, she hurriedly made her way to the chair offered. However, remembering her formality, Susan quickly bowed to the king seated before her before she was able to sit down.
However, the king stopped her. "No need for formal issues, my dear!" the king said. "You are a guest to my home, and I give you the permission to do whatever you like!. Lady or not!" The king stated, Susan smiling as she straightened, keeping her gaze on Trevor, who seated at his father's right side, and slipping delicately onto her seat. Moments later, the tea had arrived, Susan gasped as she saw it was served in the finest china she'd ever seen.
'We'd never have anything like this in Narnia!', Susan thought to herself as she watched her steaming tea slouch into her fine china cup, smiling to the maid as she claimed she'd had enough, and begun to stir in a couple cubs of sugar from the equally as magnificent china bowl placed in front of them. "So, Queen Susan" the king began after a moment of silence. "We've always waited for the day the true monarchs would take the crown, and your journey to our world sounded so riveting, exciting." The king suddenly stopped, "And now that I see you, I cannot believe it!. What is it like becoming one of the monarchs so suddenly?" the king questioned, Susan's thin lips curved into a smile.
Later on after tea, Susan was shown to her room, offered by Trevor who jumped to the idea immediately. Along the way, Trevor pointed out some more paintings of family members lining the walls of the corridors upstairs, Trevor filling in some of the past happenings of each member, also explaining why they'd been put up on the wall. They found her room, as directed by the king, and Susan was once more amazed. It was bigger than her room at Cair Paravel, larger bed with silk curtains tied to the four posts of the bed.
A vanity with a larger mirror, and more space in the oak wood closet to fit all her things she'd brought along. The room also had a beautiful crystallized chandelier, and double doors of the window, again silk curtains lined the wood, however it didn't include a balcony like the one back home. Confirming that she was fine on her own, Trevor sent her a smile and a nod, making his way to the large oak door, stopping suddenly to remind her of the dinner hour was five, before sending her another smile and closing over the door, giving her privacy.
Leaning against the wall for a moment, Trevor sighed, happy to have the Gentle Queen now in his own domain where he was sure to sweep her off her feet. He was hopeful that the plan he'd figured was full proof and with happy thoughts filling his head, Trevor happily made his way down the hallway, whistling a pleasing tune. Just about to round the next corner, Trevor suddenly felt an unexpected breeze suddenly blow past his face, opening his eyes in surprise, he noticed twirling leaves suddenly appear before him.
Trevor watched, sighing in relief, as the twirling leaves before him materialized into a girl before him, one he knew quite well. "What are you doing here, Flora?" he half snapped, not expecting to see the mischievous dryad so soon. Flora only raised a curious brow. "Well, its nice to see you too, your majesty!" she shot back, placing a hand on her hip before sighing deeply. "Well, your early, what is it?" he asked hurriedly, glancing around them to make sure no one was spying on them.
He watched as Flora's cocky expression suddenly turned to that of worry. "I'm afraid that the other three monarchs are very worried about their sister!. " she said, sounding a bit frightened. "They might even ride out here to retrieve her, what plan would you have for that!" she said, holding onto his tunic tightly. Trevor took hold of her hands, and pushing her away, he tried to console her. "Do not worry, everything is going perfectly and I shall have the gentle queen in no time!" Trevor said, a evil smile crossing his face.
"However, if they have come to seek their sister, you shall keep your army close, for we still might need you" Trevor explained, Flora nodded in agreement. "And if there is to be a war, we also have our secret weapon!" Trevor said, an evil smirk forming on both their lips now. "Peter and his precious Narnia doesn't even stand a chance!" Trevor laughed, Flora adding it. "Alright, I knew I shouldn't have been worried. I guess I just over reacted!" Flora said happily. "Thank you, I'll be standing by if you need us!" she said, Trevor nodded, and watched as she materialized into her leaves and floated away.
Trevor's smile stayed upon his lips as the dryad left. The knowing of King Peter's arrival right when his plan was reaching its climax was to thrilling a moment for words. He would not only get the love of his life, but possibly destroy the delicate fabric that is the nation of Narnia once the news is spread, and King Peter and his meddling little siblings would be band from this world forever. Oh, it was too good to be true. Trevor had to laugh as his plan was unfolding before him, he'd soon get his way for everything. It was only a matter of time now.
The next day was yet again another beautiful sunny day. The Gentle Queen had long ago settled at the round steal table placed in the garden, overlooking the fountain and the exotic flowers that bloomed all around her. Taking another sip from her china cup, Susan sighed deeply and lifted her pale face to the glowing sun above her, a cool wind picking up, cooling her down if she were hot. She continued to enjoy the sunshine when she suddenly felt a presence.
Glancing up, she noticed Trevor smiling mischievously at her, causing the young queen to turn towards him, giggling at him in wonder. Seeing the smile on his face, she wondered what he'd been up to. She had barely seen him at breakfast, only a quick glance and then she was left once more to converse with his father. Later, she'd come out to try and find him, but wondered the gardens instead, becoming lost in the great beauty of the new land around her.
Once her tea was set onto the garden table, Susan instantly settled there and enjoyed the wonderful sunlight and beauty Archenland had to offer. Although, more than once, her thoughts did turn to Narnia, wondering how her siblings were getting along, half wishing she was back with them now, her heart ached once more, her thoughts suddenly turning to Peter. She felt rage still burning inside of her from the incident now seeming so long ago. However, she could feel a mixture of love and longing slowly replacing the hurt in her heart.
This little vacation was just what she needed, her mind free from all the responsibilities around Cair Paravel, and to think over what Peter had done, realizing now that she should have fought for what was hers, and believed Peter when he spoke, not just tuning him out as she did. A smile crept onto her lips as she thought of it, and now felt the love she'd felt for Peter before, starting to warm her heart once more. And now she sits there, at the garden table, giggling at the mischievous prince before her.
"And where have you been, you sneaking prince!" she probed, laughing at her own comment, both laughing at how silly she'd sounded. "I've been around mi'lady!" he stated, coming to sit at the chair opposite her, the grin never leaving his face. "Nothing to concern your pretty little head about!" he teased, laughing as her face curled up in confusion and surprise at his comment. A blush crept to her cheeks as his comment sunk in. "Oh!. But I can tell by your expression that you are hiding something from me!" she countered quickly, the blush deepening as she noticed his smile widening at her comment.
Silence filled the garden only the distant twittering of birds filled their ears, as the two teens sat there, sneaking glances at the other, shooting nervous smiles as they were caught, sometimes also giving a small giggle. Susan's heart gave a little leap as Trevor smiled at her through the silence, and a sort of sickening feeling came over her. Somehow, she knew something wasn't right, this wasn't right, was she leading him on?. Either that or something bad was about to come before them.
Susan swallowed nervously at this thought, and suddenly became very worried. Trevor suddenly interrupted her thoughts. "May I ask you a question, Susan?" Trevor asked, all too sweetly, causing another uneasy feeling to come over the gentle queen. Shaking it off, Susan shot him a smile and nodded, not trusting her words right now, but also the possibility of hurling. "Do you like it here in Archenland?. The adventure of a new land and new people?. Isn't it wonderful?" Trevor asked, giving a sigh as he quickly glanced around.
Not noticing that Susan looked even more nervous then before, swallowing nervously, now not being able to shake off the uneasiness. Glancing once more towards her from across the table, Trevor began again. "I'm glad, for I am expecting you to say you are planning on going home soon, correct?" he questioned, watching her closely, noticing that she was having some sort of a struggle. Maybe she was feeling Peter's presence as he was. They were to be getting closer, so he knew he had to move fast.
"Susan?" he asked, trying to sound concerned, glancing at her. Susan only raised her eyes and nodded. "Yes, that is what I was thinking" she stated, before lowering her eyes once more. Now to move on to the next step. "Well, Susan. I have something to ask of you" Trevor stated, his heart leaped as Susan suddenly turned her surprised eyes to face him.A smirk crept to the left corner of his mouth as he took her hand. "Ever since I've heard of your arrival into this world, I've wanted to meet you, and ever since we've met, I have been taken captive to your beauty" he stated.
Susan's heart leaped once more, this was defiantly going too far. Something was about to happen and she needed to stop it. "I've loved you ever since, and I was hoping this little trip would make you realize that you belong here, with me!" Trevor stated, tightening his hold on her hand, making Susan much more nervous. "What I mean, my beautiful rose…." Trevor complimented, suddenly getting down on one knee, Susan gasped. It had finally come upon them. "Susan Pevensie, Gentle Queen of Narnia…" the words passed like honey through his lips, only to sting in her ear as poison.
Here it comes, she could feel it already settling upon her heart, which arched irritably. "Will you do the honor of becoming my wife?" he asked, once more tightening his hold on her hand. Finally, it had come, and the uneasiness seemed to radiate off of her, closing her eyes, trying to forget of all that was around her. Suddenly, a rustling in the bushes caught the attention of both teens, causing them to turn in surprise. Both gasped suddenly as Peter, Edmund and Lucy suddenly emerged from the growth, along with four fauns and three centaurs.
"Susan!" Lucy cried, noticing her sister and the mysterious stranger in their stance before them. The fauns and centaurs suddenly surrounding them, their various weapons pointed at Trevor threateningly. This caused Trevor to release Susan's hand, and both teens raised to the feet. Lucy suddenly rushing over to Susan's side, and wrapping her tiny arms around her elder sister's waist, Susan patted her back, though still in shock of it all. "What be the meaning of this?" Susan suddenly questioned, Trevor shooting glares as the High King, who only done it back.
Peter broke eye contact with Trevor, settling upon his lovely sister, whom his glance softened when upon her. "You have been spent to much time here, Su. We have reason to believe that he might have connections to the witch's powers!" Peter said. Anger once more boiled up in Susan. "Peter!. You cannot rule my life like this!" she shouted, Lucy and Edmund glancing worriedly at the elder siblings. "Especially when she was about to make a very important decision" Trevor suddenly interrupted, breaking Peter and Susan from their upcoming argument.
Peter glanced at Susan confused from the corner of his eye, noticing her absent response and her downcast eyes. "What do you speak of?" Peter asked, pressing the end of his sword closer to Trevor's throat. However, the smirk still remained on Trevor's lips. "Oh, your lovely sister enjoys Archenland so much…."Trevor started, moving closer to Susan, noticing Peter's grip tightening on the hilt of his sword. He knew the High King's greatest weakness. "That she might even agree to become my wife!' Trevor announced, everyone gasped as they heard this, suddenly turning to the shy queen.
Peter felt his heart begin to shrivel up like a fresh fruit becoming dry, and his thoughts where whirling inside of his head. Had she truly agreed?. Had he lost her forever?. "Is that true, Susan?" he asked softly, Susan only aware of all the pairs of eyes upon her.Slowly, she lifted her eyes to meet Peter's, noticing the tears already beginning to pool at his glowing blue eyes. Her heart always settled into a sweet warmness as she stared into his eyes, but she knew now was not the time.
"Yes Peter, he asked my hand in marriage, but my answer…." She begun but was suddenly interrupted as Peter growled angrily, pressing even closer to Trevor, who immediately noticed the fire growing in the High King's eyes, however, all he could do was let a smirk play on his lips, he'd defiantly hit a nerve, leading to his own downfall. "Susan comes back to Narnia, it is where she belongs, and where she shall stay!" Peter ordered.
Trevor felt his own heart breaking, but he pressed on. "But the lady has a right to decide where she shall be!" Trevor countered, noticing Susan's lovely eyes grow wide. "Are you threatening me?" Peter lowered his eyes upon the opposing boy before him, his stomach tightening as he watched a smirk widen on his lips. "And what would the High King of Narnia say to this?" Trevor questioned once more, knowing that this was clearly angering Peter deeply, all he needed was a push.
"I will do any challenge your scrawny ass can take you hatred little guttersnipe!" Peter hissed, a smirk now widening on his own lips. Susan, Lucy and Edmund could be heard gasping in the corner. "Peter, are you sure of this?" Edmund questioned his brother, worried for what might happen. Uneasiness fell over the other three Pevensies as they watched the older teens before them try to battle it out in wits. One nod from his brother, and Edmund knew, Peter was setting himself up for one of Trevor's tricks, just like Susan had.
"Be careful, Peter" Edmund advised to his brother. "Keep your head, do not let him provoke you!" he whispered, hoping his brother would take the advice, although both teens looked like they were not about to stop, pushing and pushing until one of them cracked, it was only a matter of time. "You are well known in this country, High King" Trevor went on. "You seem to have great power, but you have always been on your own turf. Is it that you carried your luck along with you?" Trevor countered.
"You think I am not strong enough?. I am the one who battled and defeated the White Witch!" Peter growled. "I have proven my power!" he spat. Trevor's lips opened in a smile. "Oh, but not to me oh magnificent King!" Trevor said, knowing he was almost there. "If you wish it, I know of a battle that shall prove which is the better country!" Trevor announced, watching happily as Peter narrowed his eyes. "I shall do whatever you have for me, no battle too tough!" Peter growled, unknowingly sealing his fate.
"The stakes are not only for your precious Narnia, but for wherever our dear Queen Susan shall stay!" Trevor suddenly ventured, both men now turning to Susan. She looked into Peter's eyes, begging him not to go through with it, his heart agreed, his head did not. "Your willing to bet for Susan?" he questioned, watching as Trevor nodded slowly."Whoever wins is appointed greatest country and winner of fair lady's heart!" Trevor could not hold back a smirk, knowing that this was Peter's downfall.
Not wanting to lose Susan again, Peter glanced once more towards her, ignoring the constant plead in her eyes, and facing his opponent once more. "I agree, Once and for all Narnia will be the greatest nation, and Queen Susan will return home!" Peter spoke his terms, watching as Trevor nodded. "And if not, it is Archenland who is named the best, and your dear sister shall be my queen!" Trevor also spoke his terms. "The battle of Nations shall be at sunset, upon the Plains of Arch, both armies attend" Trevor announced, once more glancing evilly at the High King. "So shall it be!" , and with those four words, their fate was sealed.
Author's Note: So yea, you guys like it?. Please remember to review. And I want to give a great big thanks to everyone who's been supporting me through all of this:
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