Lucy sighed as she waited for the train to leave. She did not want to return to school, but she had little choice in the matter – next year, if all went well, she would be attending a different school. The winter holiday had been wonderful, but nowit was back to normal life.

"Lucy!" She turned to see Helen grinning broadly at her, hair done in lumpy pigtails. She smiled.

"Helen, how was your break?" she asked embracing the young girl. The child beamed up at her.

"It was great! We saw grandpa and had pudding aunt May got me these ribbons for my hair and I got a new dress and shoes! See?" she twirled and Lucy laughed.

"Yes I see and did you do your hair yourself?" Helen nodded enthusiastically.

"Yep and Aunt May said that next year I can live with her instead of going back to the Academy!" her face fell slightly. "I'll miss you." Lucy sighed placing an arm around the girl.

"It's alright Helen, I won't be returning next year either. My brothers found a school and are putting in our applications. I was worried about you being upset, but I guess we are both blessed." She hugged the girl gently and they sat in the compartment.

Helen fell asleep on the long train ride and when she did Lucy removed a sheet of parchment from her satchel. One good thing about wizards is that they prespelled items rather than assuming you could do it yourself. This scroll was connected to five other scrolls, each indicated by one of the seals along the top of the parchment. She unrolled the parchment and pulled out a pen. The pen felt strange after using quills for the past month.

'Dear Brothers, how goes contacting Zarri? I miss you already and eagerly await your correspondence. Oh bother are you there?'

She tapped her brother's seals and the lettering glowed faintly and she knew the message had appeared on both of their scrolls. She sighed staring at the parchment. They had sent two of the scrolls to Eustace – one for him and one for Jill, with a letter explaining what they were and how to use them - which included a drop of blood to activate the parchment.

'Lu, this had better not be a joke – I'm bleeding all over the place. If it's you you'll answer this.'

Lucy laughed and replied.

'Eustace this is not a joke. Have you done the other parchment yet? If not put some of that blood to good use.'

She tapped fifth seal on the parchment - Eustace's seal, The royal crest of Narnia with a single band and a dragon. The band indicated lesser royalty and the dragon made it Eustace's. As she waited for a reply she studied the other crests. The first four were very familiar – her and her sibling's personal crests. Then came Eustace's the last seal was the generic crest of Narnia with the double barding of the nobility – that was for Jill. The parchment glowed.

'Bloody hell! It works! I'm doing the other one now. Crimony, it went blood red and I swear I heard Aslan roar and now there's just silver writing "Blessed Child of the King, Belief is Power." Pole's is the same – what's with the seals anyway?'

Lucy smiled at the parchment.

'Congratulations – you both have magic. We don't know what kind but we intend to find out.

Eustace Dragonkin, Prince of Narnia and knight of the order of the Table and Jill the Clever, Lady of Narnia; We, the exiled royalty of Narnia, offer you the tokens of your station and the support, financially and otherwise, of our authority. By the blessing of our Lord Aslan we have been granted access to our Narninian fortunes. Provided that negotiations go well we hope to enroll in Zarri Academy in Greece. We formally invite you to join our Royal Entourage.

Signed,

Lucy the Valiant, Queen of Narnia'

Lucy paused then taped all but Susan's seal and waited. The reply came a few minutes later.

'Prince, wow. Alright I'll give this a go.

I, Eustace Dragonkin, Prince of Narnia do humbly accept your most gracious invitation of my Sovereign monarchs and thank them for their support.

How was that? I sound like a ponce. Prince? Where does that come from? And did it have to be Dragonkin? Pole's asking why. Alright I'm done whining. Use your own scroll girl!'

Writing appeared in another hand under the sixth seal.

'Fine.

I, Jill the Clever, Lady of Narnia do humbly accept the invitation of my sovereign monarchs and thank them for their support.

I also leave it to you to convince my parents to let me leave Experiment House – good luck with that.

And Mine!

Use your own scroll!'

Lucy chuckled – those two sounded like quite the pair.

'That was fine Eustace. Yes prince – you're our cousin. And you are Dragonkin – if you don't tell the tale I will.

Jill, I can hardly wait to meet you. I hope you don't mind the title, it is how you are remembered in Narnia. We are working on a plausible way to get out of our current educational commitments and will have more information later.

We have made arrangements with the Goblin bank to set up accounts for both of you. You will be receiving the account information and additional items soon and we are arranging an outing for our Easter holiday.

Lu'

Lucy yawned and tapped the seals before rolling up the parchment and placing it carefully in her satchel and following Helen's example.