ᴍɪꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰɪʀᴇ~ᴇᴅᴍᴜɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴠᴇɴꜱɪᴇ

prologue 1

NOEL KIRKE was cleaning out his grandfathers manor ready for his younger brother Diggory to move in. The manor stood stall as green ivy grew up the walls giving it a unique atmosphere. It was perfect for Diggory as it wasn't to close to any town but also wasn't too far. It made Diggory feel safe as he hoped his brother wouldn't be too upset about him getting the manor that was left to him in his grandfathers will. Inside, Noel and Diggory had added new furniture to the house as their grandfather was quite old fashioned. They had a new sofa, some bed and this wardrobe Diggory had worked hard on.

When the two boys where younger they had to stay had their Aunt and Uncle due to their mother being to ill to look after both of the boys. But their Uncle was mad and always kept himself locked away in a room working on a project all the time.

Diggory had befriended a girl next door called Polly but Noel didn't want to be friends with the blonde girl next door. He was trying to prepare himself for the death of his mother which resulted in him distancing himself from his younger brother.

One day, Diggory barged into Noels room without permission making Noels blood boil but Diggory started to tell him that their mother, Mabel, wasn't ill anymore. In shock, Noel asked Diggory how he knows making him begin to explain what had happened whilst he was asleep and how their was other worlds, how a witch, who Noel had forgotten the name off, entered England through another world and how he had gotten an apple from a tree in a land called Narnia. Noel had lost his imagination years before and didn't believe his brother even when Diggory was moving in into the manor Noel always hated he could have such a strong sense of imagination.

"Diggory." Noel said catching his attention making him look up from where he was placing books on the shelf. "Where shall I put this?" He gestured towards the heavy wardrobe Diggory had made out of the Narnian tree that had cured their mother.

"Umm." Diggory thought as he had no clue where to put his magnificent wardrobe "I'm sure there would room in one of the attic rooms."

Sighing to himself Noel made his way up the stairs to the attic rooms. Surprisingly, the wardrobe wasn't as heavy as Noel expected. The only problem was that it had an eerie feeling to it.

Once Noel had reached one of the attic rooms, he placed the tall wardrobe on the back wall and stood back to stare at it. He wasn't sure but he felt drawn towards the magnificent wardrobe and felt as if he couldn't leave. Whilst he was standing their in a trance, he heard this voice of a young woman call out to him with this angelic voice. The world around him slowly faded to nothing as his focus was only on the wardrobe which he had slowly walked towards without knowing. Diggory had this weird feeling in the bottom of his stomach that something had gone terribly wrong as a couple minutes ago it was a warm sunny day but now it had turned dull and grey. Diggory brushed this off until he shouted for his brother and their was no answer. He knew this was her doing and his brother was going to fall into her trap. Diggory immediately rushed up the stairs towards the attic but when he got there Noel was no where to be seen. Panic rose through his body as he tried to go through the wardrobe but there was no entrance for Narnia. He didn't know where his older brother was or how to get him back leaving poor Diggory alone in his grandfathers manor.

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As Noel walked through the wardrobe he had to cover his eyes as the bright sun blinded him. He waited for his eyes to adjust and looked around and realised he wasn't in the attic anymore and he was outside. He realised it wasn't the manors garden making him panic but that went away when he noticed a beautiful woman sitting on a fallen log facing towards a lake. She didn't look like the women Noel had previously met her skin seemed to glow and she had the most unnatural features he had ever seen before. He walked closer to her and her heard the same angelic voice that he had previously heard in the attic.

"Excuse me." He said catching her attention making these bright emerald green eyes land him. He felt his breath being taken away as he looked closer at her features. She was quite pale ,despite it seeming like it was a summer day, and had these cheekbone that looked as if they was sharper than a knife. He was brought back to reality when he realised he had been staring and didn't want to make her uncomfortable. "Could you please tell me where I am?" He asked as she looked confused.

"Why you're in Narnia. Where else would you be?" Her voice was hypnotising in the best way but the words Narnia floated around Noels mind. Narnia. Narnia. Where had he heard of Narnia before? It was as if he had lost memories of his past and the only thing he knew was his name and where he was from. "You're not from here, are you?" She asked with a small smile.

"No. I'm from England but I don't know how I got here." He said as he started to look around his surroundings with a frown on his face

"What is your name Son of Adam?" She said with a kind smile.

"Noel. Noel Kirke, my lady." He said as he bent down to kiss her hand. Noel had no idea why he had done that as he never had the courage to do that to ladies in England. But then again no women in England was this amazing woman in front of him.

"Are you lost? Because if you are I dont want you to be stuck here." She asked as she tried her best to look concerned.

"I'm sure I could stay a while." He said making her smile. "Besides I dont think anything is waiting for me back home.)

"Well I could show you my house?" She suggested. "But I must warn you. I'm not a normal girl."

"What are you a witch?" He laughed but when her head went down in shame he felt bad and stopped laughing. "Because if you are that is very cool. I mean I always wanted to be friends with a witch, when I was younger, so they could help me with me school work." He said making her laugh.

"So you're not scared of me?" She asked and something snapped in his head but yet again he couldn't place his finger on it.

"Not one bit." He said with a smile and that made her smile ever harder. "Now where is your house?"

"Come on. I'll show you." She said as she linked their arms together. "I'm Medea by the way."

"That's a beautiful name." He said as they started to walk out of the forest.

If only Noel could remember the stories Diggory told him about his time in Narnia he would know Medea wasn't to be trusted. Medea turned around and used her powers to close the gate which allowed Noel to enter through the wardrobe. Narnians had also forgotten about the dark witches past as if something or someone stole them memories and was now electing her to become Queen of Narnia and every Queen needs a King. But what's better than a King who she can control with ease.