Author's Note: I am SO sorry that this chapter is short, it may be because this is a short solution to the situation of the Fiera. I promise to do my best and make it up to you in the coming chapter, though I must warn you, it's a bit of Giovane's thoughts so it may be short as well. Thanks for the readers, who have gotten this far!
Especially: EquestrianPunk1992, brezzybrez, Supernova45690, NotSupposedToBeHere, J.J. Taylor, and Ze Ultimate Fanfic Writer!
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Chapter 16: Tumnus Makes a Promise
Tumnus walked briskly around his little home, throwing books in all directions. Lucy read the book about the surrounding countries of Narnia. She stared at the picture of the Fiera due Rublen, its brilliance shone under the light of the fireplace. Lucy sighed as she ran her small hand over the picture.

The victim of the Fiera due Rublen dies.

It wasn't fair. What had Princess Giovane done to attract such attention from a country so distant from Narnia? Surely, Aravinia planning on much more than to just take Peter to herself. She might be including Narnia itself on her list. Just then, a hurried knock on the door broke Lucy from her thoughts. Tumnus whirled around from one of the bookshelves and he ran to the door, "It must be your brother!" he said and turned the knob. A black-cloaked figure pushed itself inside and fell to the ground. Lucy gasped and helped her brother sit up on the floor. Peter shivered, "By Aslan, winter is terrible this evening," he muttered. Lucy furrowed her brow, "How do we get back to Cair Paravel?" "If we leave right this moment it will be fine," Peter presented a small bundle from under his arm. It was Lucy's winter coat, black as well, "We have to hurry." Lucy looked at Tumnus, who had been watching the siblings for a time. He gave her a look, and it was very clear he said, I will see you later. Keep watch, Little Lucy. Peter stared around him and was awed at the clutter of books, "Well, you've certainly approached Spring Cleaning a notch too soon, Tumnus!" he smiled. Tumnus chuckled, "I couldn't help myself!" he said. Peter stood up and helped Lucy into her cloak, "We have to be off," he said, "It will get too violent later." Tumnus nodded, "Be careful, Your Majesties! I will see you at the ball after the last two days of wait!" With that, Peter and Lucy were walked to the door and on their steeds to Cair Paravel.
Lucy sat by the windowsill of her chambers. She stared worriedly out of the window, waiting for any sign of Tumnus. She had been doing this for the past few hours since she and Peter had arrived at the castle. Lucy sighed and rested her head on a hand when she saw a small figure with a red scarf walk to the gates of Cair Paravel. Lucy jumped down from her windowsill and slipped on her favorite pink night robe. She quietly made her way down the halls and crept passed Peter's chambers.
Tumnus stood in the Throne Room, remembering the coronation of the four monarchs. He had been so proud of little Lucy, and that she was the Valiant Queen of Narnia. There was no doubt about that the Great Lion gave her a title she deserved. Tumnus turned around to see Lucy walking toward him. She wore her pink night robe and it remembered Tumnus of the first time he met her during the reign of Jadis, "Little Lucy!" he greeted. Lucy smiled and walked her little steps toward her friend, "Do you have a solution?" she asked hopefully. Tumnus took a small black box from under his arm and handed it to Lucy, "The Nymphs and Dryads have done well," he whispered. Lucy took the box delicately in her hands and opened it. Inside was an Emerald Green velvet cushion. On it rested two of the most beautiful jewelry Lucy had ever seen. Both of which were necklaces. One was plain and gold, the other was gold as well, but had special green streaks woven into the chain. The Emerald color of the streaks seemed to have faint silver stars in them, which made it look…alive. Lucy furrowed her brow, "What are these, Mr. Tumnus?" she asked politely. Tumnus leaned over, "The Emerald streaked necklace must be worn by Princess Giovane, the golden one must be worn by High King Peter," "How will this help?" Tumnus smiled and whispered something in Lucy's ear. The child's expressions went from worry, to awe, to shock, to happiness and then hope, "Truly?" she whispered. Tumnus nodded and closed the lid of the box while it was still in Lucy's hands, "You just have to do one more thing…"
Author's Note: What is it that Lucy has to do to lift the spell of the Fiera? No worries! Next update will come as soon as your reviews come:)