"The State Of Your Knees and Your Hair." Mrs. Lonsdale Exclaimed.
It's Been A Day Since My "Scuffle" With Uncle Asriel..He Didn't Even Say Goodbye To Me..
Mrs. Lonsdale was brushing my hair, she was tugging and tugging and it hurt.
"Ow!"
"Stop Being So Dramatic, Lyra. We Need To Get The Knots Out." Mrs. Lonsdale exclaimed
"It's Not Surprising."
"Roger and Me's Been Huntin' Gobblers"
"It's Dirty Work."
Mrs. Lonsdale Looked Down At Me With A Extremely Strict Face.
"Don't You Make Jokes About Them Gobblers." Mrs. Lonsdale Said, In A Strict Tone.
"Ain't Nothin' To Play About When Children Go Missing." Mrs. Lonsdale Continued.
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The Hall was packed with noises of Scholars whispering and picking parts at their food and their Dæmons running around between the tables, I've always sat at Masters Table I have my very own golden chair. Footsteps entered the room walking towards Me, Scholars Fell Silent.
"Lyra, My Dear" Master Carne Looked At Me.
"Hm?" I Looked Up At Him, With A Piece Of Watermelon Hanging Out Of My Mouth.
"The Tutor Of Metaphysics Tells Me That You Missed Your Lesson Again." Master Explicated
I Shrugged Him off, Stuffing More Fruit Into My Mouth.
"Now, I Know You Don't Always Understand Our Need To Educate You But Sometimes You Must Do What Others Think Are Best" He Continued
"Hello Master, Also I Disagree with that statement." A Woman With A Blue Dress Smiled
"Mrs. Coulter" Master Stood Up, Pointing To The Seat Next To Me Where Uncle Asriel Usually Sits.
"Who's She?" Pan Asked Me
"Dunno."
"But She Shut Up The Master."
Master Sat Back Down, Looking At Me and Mrs. Coulter.
"Mrs Coulter. This Is Our Lyra, Lyra Belacqua, Lord Asriel's Niece." Master Introduced Me
The Woman Nodded At Master Before Turning To Look At Me. I Had My Face Stuffed With Fruit So I Couldn't Smile At Her, I Spat Out My Food On The Plate Then Looked Up At Master Who Looked Sort Of Disgusted About My Manners. Evan Passed A Napkin Over To Me And Smiled, I Cleaned My Mouth Before Looking Over To Mrs Coulter.
"Lyra, This Is Mrs. Coulter.. A Friend Of The College" Master Explained To Me
She Put Her Hand Out.
"Lovely To Meet You" Mrs. Coulter Smiled
"Lovely To Meet You Too?"
I Grabbed Onto Her Hand Then Let Go.
"I Really Don't Want To Make A Fool Out Of Myself" Mrs. Coulter Laughed
I Smiled Back At Her Before Looking Down At Her Dæmon, He Looked Like Pure Gold! He Was A Golden Monkey.
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After Dinner, I Brought Mrs. Coulter To My Room.
"This Is My Room!"
"It's Interesting.." Mrs. Coulter Smiled As She Looked Around
Mrs. Coulter Stopped At The Photogram On My Desk Before Picking The Framed Photogram Up And Sitting On My Bed.
"Lyra..Can You Explain This Photogram To Me?" Mrs. Coulter Asked
"Oh! That's Me And My Uncle Asriel From Last Year!"
"He's My First Best Friend!"
"You Really Do Look Like Him.." Mrs. Coulter Smiled
"Yeah! We Get That A Lot!"
"I Know Asriel." Mrs. Coulter put down the photogram.
"You Do?"
"I Know Him Very Well." Mrs. Coulter looked down at The Golden Monkey.
The Golden Monkey Seemed Sad, He Was Looking At The Photogram And Staring At Stelmaria, I Felt Bad.. Was The Golden Monkey And Stelmaria Best Friends?
"I Would Like To Make A Proposal To You, I Would Like You To Come Live With Me In London" She Smiled.
"WOAH! I'd Love Too!"
"Great! Be Ready 8:00 Sharp." Mrs. Coulter said before leaving My Room.
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I'm Just Lyra
FanfictionLyra Belacqua and her animal dæmon live half-wild and carefree among the scholars of Jordan College, Oxford. But When She Finally Travels To The Frozen North alongside Lord Asriel, She begins to know the truth of her past and the role she is suppose...
