Chronicles of Narnia: The Warrior of Narnia (Completed)

Chapter Eight: Guardians of Narnia

The sun was low, and the sky was on fire with a blazing sunset and into a calming twilight. In the sea near the Castle of Cair Paravel, a group of mermaids were jumping in and out of the water in joy. On the eastern cliffs was a great and beautiful castle that overlooks the Eastern Sea.
The Centaurs and Fauns had blown celebration trumpets outside, signaling the arrival of the Kings and Queens of Narnia walking with Aslan towards the four thrones. The Centaurs had pointed their swords above them to show their support while others raised the flags above them. It was stunningly majestic; with an ivory roof, peacock feathers hanging from the west wall, an eastern door that looked out to the sea. But it mainly made out of marble-stone, with a tiled floor (plain sandy-colored tiles and grey patterned ones). There's numerous columns that were decorated with gold at the top and bottom with many golden highlights.
All of the Narnians watched them with joy and pride for their new Guardians of Narnia. But standing in the midst of the crowd was Nora, Kiba, Sierra, and Amaya. The young Warrior of Narnia caught Edmund's eye and winked at him knowingly, causing him to smile warmly at her. The shadows of the past had been lifted from his eyes and has been replaced with something more wiser.
The Kings and Queens stopped in front of the dais, where four thrones were standing. Each of the four thrones had an emblem etched into the back, which represented each of the four Pevensies; Peter's emblem was a replica of his sword. Susan's showed her horn. Lucy her Fire-Flower cordial. And finally, Edmund's showed an image of his sword breaking Jadis' wand. Behind those four thrones was a huge stained-glass window and a great glass roof.
Everyone watched as Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy stood in front of their respective thrones while Aslan gazed at the audience and ready to announce the new Rulers of Narnia. "To the glistening Eastern Sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant." That's when Tumnus and the two married Beavers stepped onto the hallway whilst carrying each a red cushion, one held two tiaras and the other held two crowns. Lucy smiled at Tumnus as he gently placed the silver tiara on her head and he gave her a smile too. "To the great Western Wood, I give you King Edmund the Justice." Tumnus placed the silver crown on Edmund's head. "To the radiant Southern Sun, I give you Queen Susan the Gentle." Tumnus placed the golden tiara on Susan's head. "And to the clear Northern Sky, I give you King Peter the Magnificent." Tumnus placed the golden crown on Peter's head.
The four siblings soon sat down on their respective thrones, smiling as Aslan turned around to look at them with great love and pride to them, much like a father would have. "Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen of Narnia." The four siblings and their friend will always remember his words. "May your wisdom grace us till the stars rain down from the heavens."
"Long live King Peter! Long live Queen Susan! Long live King Edmund! Long live Queen Lucy!" All of the Narnians started clapping and cheering for their new, beloved leaders.
As the party went at full swing, Nora has spoken to many of the citizens of Narnia. She decided to take a break from the party and watched the sunset at the sea from the balcony by herself. She gazed out on the horizon far ahead, where the sun was beginning to set. All around her, the sky was painted with beautiful warm colors, the clouds turning a bluish purple in contrast. Not taking their eyes off the breathtaking sight, they both smiled at the feelings of peace and understanding wrapped around them. Not taking her eyes off the breathtaking sight, she smiled at the feeling of calm peace wrapping around her.
"So, I've heard you become a Warrior of Narnia?" spoke up a familiar voice.
"Hunta!" Nora spun around to see the Fox. He soon jumped into her arms, whilst startling her and she started hugging him eagerly. It didn't take long for Amaya, Oreius, and Kiba to join their embrace just as well while feeling the golden warmth of the sun.
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Fifteen years have passed since the fall of the terrible White Witch and the leadership of the Four Monarchs has flourished throughout the great kingdom of Narnia. King Peter was caring and responsible towards his loved ones and the ones of the kingdom. Queen Susan was known for her kindness and her beauty that made many suitors come and offer for her hand in marriage, but she strongly refused them. King Edmund is quieter and more rational than King Peter, to the point of his intelligent justice and a loving heart, he has even shown a softer spot towards a certain childhood friend. Lastly, Queen Lucy remains devotedly faithful and brave as ever, in which had also caught many suitors come and offer for her hand in marriage, but she refused them and stayed with her family and friends.
But always fiercely protecting the great lands and the Four Monarchs of Narnia was the Warrior of Narnia, Warrior Nora Archer the Steadfast. As her title applies, Nora is very steadfast and valorous as well as she is protective and empathetic. She knew she was not a beauty by any means, but the mirror told her that she was no longer scrawny. The suitors paraded before her were always looking at her with stunned admiration and were quite complimentary. But she refused to marry any of them, she stayed with her beloved friends to fulfill her duties as Narnia's First Warrior.
But all of that has changed when the Four Royal Siblings went out to hunt down a White Stag and the Warrior of Narnia was out on patrol by herself. She and Amaya were both patrolling, searching for any sudden danger yet again.
she felt the wind gently blowing through the courtyard. Nora hummed thoughtfully as she stood up while keeping her ears perked up at the sound of the wind. Due to her life amongst Narnia, Nora could catch a few scattered, but whispered secrets that has been revealed to her within the blowing wind.
"Come forth... Steadfast Warrior... Stone Table... Returning home..."
Nora was surprised of the whispered secrets on the wind. But with the faint feelings of sadness and understanding that Aslan was calling out to her. A single tear streaked down from her face, she finally understood the situation.
"Nora?" Amaya glanced up at her, concerned for her rider. "Are you alright?"
She let out a rough sigh, knowing what she must do. "Amaya. Do you mind taking me to the Stone Table?" The Mare looked up at Nora in concern, but she did what she had asked and galloped towards a familiar hill.
Waiting patiently for her was Aslan, he was sitting on the top of the hill. His eyes watching Nora with an intense, but kind gaze. Once they were near the top of the hill, Nora slid slowly off Amaya's back and walked up to him. With a knowing nod, Aslan led the duo to somewhere else. They both went up onto the huge hill, where the forest ended, there was something that she thought she never see again; it was the Stone Table, or what was left of it due to its crack.
"Aslan, why did you summon Nora?" Amaya asked the Great Lion curiously.
Nora's eyes locked onto the golden ones of the Great Lion. A silent conversation happened between them both. A heavy, but knowing look went over her expression. "Because, it's time for me to head home." Her voice weighed with sadness and longing.
Amaya gazed at her beloved rider, confused. "But this is your home."
"I wish it was." Nora shook her head and went to stand next to Aslan. "Me and the Four Monarchs belong to another realm. And I must return to that realm, for my time here has ran out." Nora stepped towards Amaya and hugged the brave mare's neck, she lowered her head and gently nuzzled her hair. "C-Could you please tell Oreius, Hunta, and Kiba were the best of friends that I have ever met? And I'll always remember them."
"I promise I will tell them Little Warrior," Amaya whispered to her ear. "I hope I'll see you again."
"Me too." Nora released her embrace on Amaya and stepped back to Aslan. The two of them bowed their heads to each other and Nora watched as Amaya galloped away from the hill.
"Are you ready?" Aslan's eyes were filled with strong compassion and warm empathy.
Nora smiled at him sadly and climbed onto the broken Stone Table. She relaxed a bit as she felt Aslan's warm, but magical breath on her and watched as her two weapons transform into jewelry. At the base of her neck was her sword, Misericordia, and in the new braided corded bracelet on her left wrist was a silver bow aligned with an arrow.
Aslan started lightly scratching the ground, she felt herself disappearing from the sight of the Great Lion and the beautiful Narnia.

Nora sighed as she started to wake up, but she felt awfully restless for some reason. If King Edmund was pranking her again, she's going to give him a sound prank in return... again. As she blinked opened her eyes, Nora took notice that she was somehow a ten year old kid again and she was back home with her English clothes.
"Nora!" She quickly sat up instinctively, but she quickly recognized the voice as her aunt's voice from outside. "We need some help over here!"
"Coming!" Nora gotten up, but she took notice the two new pieces of jewelry on her. She smiled, and silently hoped that she might return to Narnia.