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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"There is nothing impossible to him who will try." - Alexander the Great
Narnia, 2557.
A sudden headache hit Olivia as the dwarf presented himself.
The dwarf who was left behind, named Poggin, said he was too faithful to Aslan to go with the orders. He abandoned his family in order to follow the one he truly believed, the creator of the world.
Having a dwarf on their side didn't make much of a difference, but it warmed their hearts to know there were Narnians out there who still believed in them. Soon, they reached the tour again, and Jill and Eustace quickly fell asleep, and so did Poggin.
Left behind were only Tirian and Olivia. While the Queen used a small telescope to watch and read the stars, Tirian was turning in his bed, unable to sleep. He soon heard a small sound (likely Olivia storing the telescope), which made him jump off his bunk, careful not to wake Eustace, who slept in the bed under him.
Olivia was leaning against the rail, fingers trailing the side of her head as her eyes shut. She could feel a slight migraine coming up, and it was making her nervous. There was no time for a migraine, not amongst all of the things going on.
She rarely got migraines, only when she could feel something was wrong did the headaches start. Olivia liked to imagine it was a sign from Aslan for her to prepare herself. She felt a sudden hand touch her shoulder, and out of instinct, Olivia grabbed the arm of the person and twisted it on their back, making Tirian yelp in pain.
"It's me! It's me!" He called desperately, and Olivia let him go. "Saints," He murmured, rubbing his now aching shoulder.
"You are going to get yourself killed," Olivia responded, not facing Tirian. "And you should be asleep."
"So should you." He retorted, moving to her side but maintaining a certain distance.
Olivia signed, staring at the sky with a gleaming look on her face. That face when you were thinking to yourself, mind wandering aimlessly as you consider possibilities and probabilities.
She looked at Tirian with determination, and he knew what she was about to say wasn't something he would be able to change her mind. If there was something Olivia and Tirian had in common, it was their stubbornness.
"I need you to take care of them," Olivia told him, not daring to look Tirian in the eyes. "I might be gone for a while. "
His eyes focused on the stars, shaking his head with a sign. "What did they tell you this time?"
She looked at him, finally. His gaze was sad and empty, like a child after their parents left the house, promising they would return soon, only for them to take hours to return. A little pang of guilt ached in her chest, Olivia wondering how Edmund would've reacted if she had told him such a thing.
