Queen of His heart

Fan Fiction-Hobbit/Chronicles of Narnia

I do not own the copyrights to the Hobbit; book or movie. Nor do I own any to the Chronicles of Narnia

*edited A/N= 1) I got this idea off a You Tube video ...by BuchJJ; forgive me I don't know how to put links in something. I figured I couldn't find a sequel to their video, so I am writing one here. 2) I also have messed with time frames and facts for the sake of the storyline, but remember this is FAN-FICTION nothing more.

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Ch. 14

Any rain which had fallen over Elrond's domain had quickly vanished in the morning air. Diane and Lucy walked quietly around the exquisitely built palace. Other majestic structures could be seen, but none of it was paid attention too as Lucy spoke slowly.

"I don't want to go Diane. I've tried to carry on with a normal life, whatever that is, but I can't. Every man I see I compare to Thorin. Rubbing her temples Lucy made her way to the stone bench where her friend had decided to sit. "Did you ever picture our lives like this?" Lucy waved her hand around the air. "You with Thranduil, an Elvin king, and me in love with a king of the dwarves." The gal openly admitted he had no real power over the ones polite enough to call him king, but it honestly did not matter in her eyes. "Thorin didn't have to turn around, but he did and that means a lot."

"He knows that." Diane laid a hand on her friend's arm. "And you've done nothing wrong if he sends you away."

Thranduil looked down from where he stood watching his future bride talk to her old friend. His heart went out to both Thorin and Lucy. His old nemesis was becoming a dear friend and had made peace with the rest of the high elf; even if at times it was a bit tentative. As to Lucy? Her feelings when it came to the Dwarf king with no kingdom in most people's eyes were not faked. It was only when footsteps he knew well approached did he fade into the background.

"Oh, Diane, I really don't know what to do anymore." Before her friend could speak a deep male voice spoke.

"You can start by letting me give you something which doesn't belong to me." Thorin smiled as Lucy's head snapped his way.

"And what is that?" Lucy asked softly when Thorin held out a closed fist. A gasp came out of her mouth as he slowly opened his hand; instantly she was on her feet. Diane took the clue to quietly leave the area and join Thranduil away from the couple in the courtyard.

"My ring." Lucy couldn't believe he'd kept the item all these years.

"Take it!" Lucy tossed the sapphire at Thorin. "Melt it for all I care!" The memory flashed in her mind, but was quickly shoved aside as Thorin took the ring and placed it on her left hand. He then embraced Lucy.

"I think it's time we went home, don't you? " Thorin smiled as he got no protest and put his arm around Lucy's shoulder guiding her to where his horse was waiting.

EPILOGUE

Edmund had gone on a business trip and was setting his suitcase down on the floor when Peter and Susan appeared at the top of the stairs; both talking a mile a minute.

"Slow down, what's going on? Did they finally find Lucy?" It had been well over six months and no sign of their sister and been located.

"Come see what we found." Susan waved her sibling on and only moved when Edmund had joined them.

"We're sorry." Peter spoke as they hurried their brother towards the room which still held the wardrobe. "After all that has happened you should have been believed by your own siblings." That raised Edmund's attention level.

"So, what did you find?" Edmund waited and found himself sinking into a chair when Susan pulled out a picture covered in cloth from behind an old roll-top desk.

"See for yourself." Susan unveiled a painting.

"Thorin and Lucy." Edmund stared at the couple who looked blissfully happy.

"And look at this one." Peter uncovered another one which had been found behind the same desk; it made Edmund smile. Three children stood around their parents. His eyes grinned when he saw who had painted the picture; Diane. "I don't think we'll be seeing our sister, or friend again. And I doubt Lucy ever went back to being a high queen of Narnia."

"No, but she was the Queen of his heart and that is all she really cared about, wasn't it?" Susan gave a lopsided smile Edmund's way.

"It was." Edmund and Peter hung the pictures to each side of the wardrobe, before finding their way out the door. The room would keep their sister's memory alive.

another A/N...in no way am I attempting to deny C.L. Lewis saying Lucy believed in Christ. It was simply a way to get the title and nothing more.