wis·dom
/ˈwizdəm/
noun
the quality of having experience, knowledge, and good judgment; the quality of being wise.
Narnia had always been a free country, until she came along. Jadis was the devil in disguise, and she brought to the kingdom an eternal...
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"Now, Where To Begin?" - Enola Holmes
Narnia, 2318
The crew of the dawn treader were the nicest bunch Olivia had met in a while. Unfortunately, that crew consisted entirely of men.
They had given her and Caspian soft and dry towels, helping them back on the boat. They even handed them cups of water– which were covered in gold. It felt nice being treated like a Queen again.
But, of course, they were human; no human could help their curiosity. The murmurs and whispers were almost automatic once she stepped on board.
"How on earth did you end up here?" Caspian questioned, leaning against the railing of the boat, drying his air.
Olivia also noted he needed to change his shirt, which was now transparent due to the wetness, clinging against his body and showing several things. Another man came near them and offered his King a new shirt. Caspian thanked him, and Olivia couldn't help but bite her lip at the sight of his bare torso.
The Warrior Queen shook her head, getting those inappropriate thoughts out of her head. "Bloody hell if I know." She answered, looking around the ship. "I'm just as confused as you are."
"What about the others?" He asked. Olivia knew well who he was referring to: Edmund and Lucy. She signed, remembering how she wanted to kill her husband for trying to enlist in the army.
"I don't know." The girl responded. "I haven't seen them in a while now. Edmund and Lucy are living somewhere else, a place far from where I currently am."
Caspian nodded. "I see."
Olivia clicked her tongue. "And why are you here, out setting sails instead of rebuilding Cair Paravel or trying to close some deals about negotiating beans with Calormen?"
The Telmarine King smiled. "I'm here on a noble mission." He answered vaguely. Before Olivia could nag him about what noble mission was he on, Caspian grabbed her wrist and pulled her with him to the front mast.
"Gentlemen!" Caspian exclaimed, earning the attention of his crew. "Welcome aboard our newest crew member: Olivia Olmore, High Queen of Narnia!"
The men cheered, throwing their hats in the air and bowing on deck. Olivia laughed, telling them to rise. Her gaze met Caspian's, and for the first time in two years, Olivia felt free.
"Feels nice to be back." She whispered, staring at the blue sky. "Thank you, Aslan."
Caspian laughed, throwing his arm over her shoulder in a brotherly way. He began to guide her down the stairs, introducing Olivia to the crew. She met Tavros the minotaur, Drinian the Captain of the ship, Iago a Telmarine sailor faithful to the Caspian lineage of ruling, and several others. She reunited with Reepicheep the mouse and his crew, who slipped on her shoulder and hugged her cheeks with their little paws.
