Chapter Thirteen: The Return to Spare Oom and Invasion of the Telmarines
(Corin)
"Are you sure you don't want me to stay?" I asked worriedly. I was going with Peter, Susan, and Edmund in search of the White Stag.
Lucy smiled and kissed my cheek.
"I'll be fine, it's just a hunt and I'm only three months pregnant, Corin." She said.
I sighed.
"Alright."
I kissed her lovingly before swinging into the saddle of Julius, one of the Talking Horses. Peter, Susan, Edmund and I rode off towards the Western Woods while Lucy stood at the gate of Cair Paravel and waved until we were out of sight…
We thundered through the woods until we came to a strange iron tree and stopped to examine it. I had no clue as to what it was but the others seemed to know.
"As if from a dream." Susan whispered.
"Or a dream of a dream." Added Peter.
Edmund's eyes lit up. "Spare Oom?" he asked excitedly before running towards a thicket of goldenrod and cedar trees.
We shrugged and followed him, exchanging a few confused glances along the way. We pushed through the heavy branches, which then turned into…coats? The earth beneath our feet changed into polished wood, and then we fell out of a wardrobe into an odd-looking room.
I looked at the others and gasped. They appeared as small children again. When I looked down at myself, I too was a small child. There were also memories that didn't seem to be my own in my head—like they were from Lucy's point of view with her family in…England? This was so weird…Lucy! She was still in Narnia!
"Lucy! We have to go back to her!" I gasped. The others paled and we rushed back into the wardrobe, only to find that the back was solid wood again.
"No…" I whispered, broken. Lucy, our child…I couldn't reach them.
Just then, the old…professor…from Lucy's memories walked in and saw us in the wardrobe.
"What's going on?" he asked, bemused.
"You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir." Peter said weakly. The man just chuckled and showed a baseball to him.
"Try me." He replied.
Lucy…I'm so sorry. I thought.
(Lucy)
After I could no longer see my family, I walked briskly back up to the castle and decided to practice in the training area. I was sparring rapidly with Orieus (although I think due to my…condition he was holding back a bit) when Mr. Tumnus came puffing up, scarf flapping.
"Queen Lucy! General Orieus! The Telmarines are invading! We need to ready for attack!" he panted. Immediately we halted and began running to the front of the castle. Orieus swung me onto his back as we went. We passed the section of wall concealing our treasure room and he stopped.
"Orieus? Why did you stop?" I asked.
He only hesitated a second.
"My queen, for the sake of your child, would you hide in the treasure room? No one not of your blood can enter it and we will signal you when it is safe." He asked pleadingly. I hesitated…the baby's safety versus fighting for my people…I made my choice.
"Very well, Orieus. May the Lion be with you as you fight." I sighed, sliding off of his back and sliding the stone aside. Opening the door, I turned to see him once more. He nodded.
"And may Aslan be with you, my queen." He whispered.
I stepped into the chamber and he slid the stone wall into place. I walked down the steps, passing amazing wealth, until I reached our chests. There I knelt and prayed to Aslan for everyone's safety.
There was a throaty purr before I whirled and buried my face in Aslan's mane.
He murmured gently, "Dear one, all will be well. Sleep.", and breathed a delicious scent into my face.
I slept and knew nothing.