Sorry it took so long to get the chapters out. I had them all ready, but fanfiction would not let me upload them, and I just kept typing, which is why there are a few new chapters at once.
Thanks to all who reviewed-
Queen Emily the Wise-Thank you. I do spend a lot of time thinking and writing this story. I analyze everything to make sure it is as accurate as possible. I thank you for your suggestions, but I already have songs picked out for the rest of the story. Currently I am handwriting Chapter 30. I appreciate the suggestions for the one scene, but this is not the Prince and the Pauper, although I am sure that is a good movie. I would like to keep this as original as I can. Once again I do thank you for your review and taking the time to read this story.
prem-4-Adelphos is a really talented composer and playwright. But then again, he's an Arcadian. I don't get what you mean with your "subtle" comment though, so if you could explain it a little more in your next review, it would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for continuing to review
LoveJoyPeace-With all due
respect to you, I thank you for putting me on your alert list.
However, as the author, if I say this story is not a MarySue (ie. I am
not writing this story for my own purposes), then it is so. I
would openly admit if this was a MarySue. My HP fic, yes, I
admit, started as a MarySue, and still has a hint of it in it, but only
as a salute to my younger self, since it was the first fanfic I
wrote. I am NOT writing this story so that I can live a life
through Nerina. On another note, stories are meant to let the reader live another life. I am writing Narnia: The Musical
to give an important lesson to its readers. That lesson will be
revealed later on. I hope you are not offended by this and will
still continue to read and review my story.
Chapter 24: The Needed Journey
All four Narnian monarchs were wakened the next morning to sharp raps on their doors. Upon opening the doors to their private suites, each found an apologetic Royal Family member, all with the same question- "Did they know where Nerina was?"
The whole castle was in a tizzy because yet again the Princess had vanished. The four guests went with the King and Queen to Nerina's bedroom. They were all told by the frantic parents that they had wen tot check in on Nerina, whom they thought was still asleep, only to find that she was gone. A stable hand had discovered that the fastest horse in Arcadia was gone as well, and this only added to the confusion.
As she entered the bright and sunshine-filled room, Susan remembered when she had first come with Nerina into the room- the last place Nerina remembered being in before waking up in Hunter's castle. Susan figured that the jewel Nerina wore on her head that night had put a spell on the Princess, and caused her to "sleepwalk" to Hunter. This time she could not figure out why her friend would have left. The room showed no sign of a struggle.
When they first came in the room two nights ago, Nerina needed Susan for morale support, because everything had been left exactly as she left it when she went missing. Now the room looked neat, as opposed to the bed covers thrown everywhere.
Nerina's bed was made of a beautiful dark wood. The wood created a simple frame, and instead of having curtains, blue flowers with small green leaves wound themselves up the poles and across the top frame. The headboard was decorated with a simple silver design. The comforter and round pillows were all a shimmery silver and blue.
Moving her gaze from the bed, which was angled so that it faced the center of the room from its corner, Susan went to the vanity, located on the right of the bed. Again, everything was neat. Susan continued her search, and went inside Nerina's bathroom- nothing looked unusual. Coming out of the bathroom, she continued walking clockwise around the room. She gazed at the large rectangle window, and passed the sitting area, all done in the periwinkle, sea green, and silver color scheme of the rest of the room. She walked past the door leading to the hallway, and then stopped in front of the walk-in closet between the door and bed. Opening the doors, she called to everyone else. They came over and saw the mess of thrown clothes on the floor.
"That's everything he gave to her," said the Queen, referring to the pile.
"Look, there's a note on it," said Edmund. He picked it up, and everyone crowded around him as he read:
Dear Father, Mother, my dear brothers, and all my friends,
I apologize in advance if I have caused you any panic. My hopes were that you would find this note shortly after you discovered that I was missing. I have left, but only for a short while. A few days, I hope. If I am gone for more than a week, please send out a search party, but I pray that Aslan will keep me safe and not make that necessary. I could not bring myself to go on another day in Arcadia. I had to leave. Where am I? Please don't try to follow me, but I am traveling to Hunter's castle. I need to go there one last time so that I may finally move on with my life. This is the only way. I apologize for not telling anyone, but I feared that they would try and come with me, or worse- prevent me from leaving. When I return I will be able to finally get back to my normal life. I love you all, and will see you soon.
Please don't worry,
HRH Princess Philyra Nerina Anaxandra Basilikos Pagos, Princess of Arcadia
"May Aslan be with her," said her father.
NTMNTMNTMNTM
The night before, Nerina stood at her window. She hummed the melody of an Arcadian lullaby about the moon as its light shone down on the castle. She slightly wished she were in the ice caves, so that she could see the light shining through cracks in the ice and reflecting off the floating ice.
The voice in her head that had been nagging her told her she would see them if she left tonight. She would have to go through the caves to begin the journey to Hunter's castle.
She looked up at the almost full moon, and it seemed to say, "Yes, go now."
This is the way
That I state my independence
That I'm no longer connected
To your memory
Shouldn't she tell someone? She didn't want the whole country worried that they had lost her again. No, they would only try to stop her- she'd leave a note.
This is the day
That I'm making my defection
That I claim back the affection
That you stole from me
Going to her closet, she grabbed a large bag and began filling it with things she would need for the journey. She stopped when she reached for a change of clothes and saw a dress Hunter had given her. She dropped the bad and proceeded to throw everything he had given her in a pile. Placing the note on the top of the assortment, she changed into comfortable traveling clothes, and left her room.
I used to hear your music so loud
But it's so wrong
You're just another face in the crowd
I'm letting you know
Nerina snuck into the stable and saddled Hector, the fastest horse. With one last long look at the castle, she whistled and galloped off into the night.
No more sad song
Song Used-No More Sad Song by Clay Aiken
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Haras