𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃 | ❝Hope is good, Hope will never disgrace, but make no mistake, Hope will hit you in the face!❞
In which the Just King becomes betrothed to a princess from a neighboring kingdom, only to fall in love with the prin...
WALKING IN THE WIND ii. FAIRY CONQUEROR, GIANT STIRRER, AND PIRATE KING
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ACTUALLY, THE FAIRY WAR only lasted two-and-a-half months, if you can believe that.
Odette was the first of the departed rulers to return to Cair Paravel three months after her departure, arms bountiful with freshly signed scrolls. Servants and handmaids rushed to help her and her party settle in from their lengthy travels. Hope had hurried as quickly as she could down the endless stairs to greet her dear friend, but it seemed as though everyone else beat her to it. More specifically, Reepicheep and his men!
"A war?" Odette asked, eyes wider than saucers. She hadn't even shed her cloak and boots yet before she and the Narnians were herded into a circle. Streaming cups of tea were strewn out between them. "Reepicheep, you aren't lying to me now, are you? I'm not as gullible as I used to be!"
"Your Highness, no! I would never seek to deceive you! It truly was a war, enacted by the Fairy Queen Titania! And Queen Hope led us to an undeniably remarkable victory if I may say so myself," Reepicheep boasted. He curled his tail around his needle-like sword, tossing it and catching it with his hands. "It was a surprisingly pleasant call to battle. Queen Titania actually wrote a letter to declare war against us—! Oh! Your Highness, Queen Hope, there you are!"
Partially out of breath, Hope chirped, "Odette!"
The blonde sprang to her feet, nearly dropping her teacup had one of Hope's handmaids, Elora, not caught it. (For the record, Hope was adamantly against having handmaids of her own upon her coronation, but the life of a royal was a life without rest, and she needed all the help she could get. The two that tended to her were sweet older ladies who were surprisingly spry for their age. Their names were Elora, who was a Telmarine, and Daisy, who was a badger).
Odette hauled Hope in for a tight hug. "Ah, there's my girl! I missed you terribly! I have so much to tell you about my adventures. Oh, I regret not begging you to come with me, but you would've found all the political psychobabble so painfully boring. Next time, I promise, you'll accompany me. But first, I must hear about this dispute with the fairies. Queen Titania's still alive? Hasn't it been more than 1,000 years since your treason?"
Hope's face burned, embarrassed. "Yes... Apparently the fae can live for a few millennia before passing onto Aslan's Country. You can only imagine my surprise when I received her letter. Just my luck she'd send it over the second I'm on my own."
Odette squeezed her cheeks. "Well, they don't call you Lady Luck for nothing," she teased, winking.
"Pesky creatures, those fairies are," Reepicheep grumbled. "Just mischievous and-and sneaky and hotheaded, the lot of 'em!"
