Guys, I can not say how really, really sorry I am for not continued the story. I have been twisting the story back and forth, so I'm deeply grateful for all the support, ideas and help. Knowing people are reading and liking my stories inspires me SOO much! 3

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Characters and places belongs to C.S. Lewis, except for the things I add and remember I suck on giving characters their true personalities.

I am not going to use songs for this story, even if my first chapter says so. The names is made up by me.

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Lucy watched as her siblings rode off to the woods on their horses. She had not said goodbye to them because how was she supposed to know that they would not return?

"Milady..."

The voice of her maid, a nymph named Celind, woke her from her thoughts and Lucy turned away from the window.

"Yes?" she answered in her queen-tone, the one she always used when she wanted to hide something or was angry, but still wanted to be polite.

"May I ask why you did not accompany the kings and the queen for the hunt, milady?" Celind asked in a very careful voice and her eyes were down in the floor.

Lucy bit her bottom lip and walked over to the mirror. She picked up a brush and started to brush her hair.

"I do not enjoy killing defenseless animals" she finally answered in the queen-tone.

"But, milady, they are looking for the White Stag and you seemed very excited last time I asked you" exclaimed Celind without thinking and quickly added in a embarrassed tone and look "Milady, I did not mean to..."

"You are excused, Celind" interrupted Lucy and put down the brush "You may leave me alone now"

"Yes, milady"

As soon as the door had closed behind Celind did Lucy stare at her reflection in the mirror. It was a comely woman in a beautiful dress and long red hair, Lucy's dream look, but her eyes told her another story. They were strict and had a glow of sadness.

Lucy quickly closed her eyes because she could not look at herself. She had everything she could dream of; a castle, a loving family, luxury, a beautiful kingdom and so much more, but still there was something missing. Something that was slowly eating her up from the inside. The others were to blinded by duty and their own problems to see that she was suffering.

"Do not pity yourself!" Lucy said harsh to the mirror "You're a queen. You are Lucy the brave!"

With those words she walked out of the room with her head high. She came down to the big hall were a couple men was looking over a plan to rebuild a village that was destroyed during an attack from a band of bandits. They looked up as she approached them.

"Your highness" they said at the same time and rose up to bow her.

"Gentlemen" she answered politely "How is it going with the rebuilding?"

They all looked at each other surprised that the youngest queen was interested in their doings.

"It is going forward, your highness" a dwarf spoke with a voice of respect "King Peter had told us what we shall do"

Lucy's face turned angry for a second, but quickly transferred to the Queen-mask.

"Very well" she said in QT (Queen-tone) "Is there anything I can do to assist?"

"I believe that Peter and Edmund have done enough" the same dwarf answered "And I presume you have other duties to preform"

Lucy fought to keep her Queen-face on, but the tears was build up in her eyes

"Very well. I will leave to your work"

Quickly she walked away and as soon as she was outside she cried a few tears before she stroke them away.

She hated to be treated differently because of her age and that she was a woman. They were all kings and queens with the same rights. She had the same power as Peter to demand them, to be helpful with rebuilding villages.

A deep sad sigh left her throat.

"The other will soon be back" she thought "Then everything will be alright!"

The sun was almost fully drowned in the ocean and the last colorful light was spread over the sky.

Lucy walked back and forth in her room, only stopping to watch out the window. It was troubling that her brothers and sister had not returned. They would never be late, especially if Lucy was left alone.

The bedroom door went open and with hope turned Lucy towards it to only see Celind's sad face.

"Still no sign of them?" Lucy asked worried.

"I am afraid not, milady" Celind answered sadly and tried to hid a sob.

Lucy picked up the closest item, which was the hair brush, and throw it through the room. It smashed right into the stone wall and it broke in half.

"I will ride out for them" she said with a strong voice and started to look for her cloak.

"Milady, there are already men out there looking" Celind said shocked "And if the kings and the queen are, perhaps, kidnapped than if would be a mistake for you to ride out there. You could also be captured!"

Lucy found the cloak just when Celind had stopped her sentence. She ignored what her maid had said and quickly walked to the stable. Celind's word did scare Lucy a lot, but the thought of losing her siblings and be left alone was far scarier.

"Your highness, you are not allowed to be here!" a guard yelled to Lucy from a window in the castle when she passed it on her way to the stables.

She did not take any notice in what he said. She was determent to find her brothers and sister no matter what.

When she reached the stable the workers there had already heard what she was going to do and stopped her from entering.

"I am your queen!" she demanded harsh.

The workers knew that they could not deny their queen, so with quiet and a bit ashamed they fetched a saddled horse for her.

From the castle ran guards in a attempt to stop her, but Lucy was already on her way into the forest with the fear of being left all alone.