The Box

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This one is based on something that I vaguely mentioned from book One. It is split into two parts because the second half got too long.

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It had been years, maybe days in Aslan's Country with everyone, Susan included. We were just having fun.

Lucy started playing with Isabel like she was a little sister, acting childlike. The two became great friends. But she also acted like all grown up when she wasn't around Isabel. No one seemed to mind whether she acted as a child or adult. As long as she was herself.

One day, the two of us were walking along the beach. Caspian was with his father, Rilian with his family. Isabel had run off with some of her Narnian friends. She had a lot. So Lucy and I decided to take a walk without everyone. We laughed and told stories about old times. It was in the middle of a Lucy telling story from her Golden Age that we spotted it. The box that started it all.

"And do you remember that time you shot an arrow right as Orieus walked by?!" Lucy recounted.
I laughed. "It's a good thing I have a good aim."
"But you were still learning! And he was so mad!"
"It's wasn't my fault he walked in front of it! I was in the archery field. He should've watched where he was going."
"He's lucky you didn't kill him," Lucy giggled.
"Hey! You make it sound like I shot him."
"No. But it was close."
"Still I had good aim and he was safe. I very well could of shot one our best warriors!"
"That would been bad. Could you imagine Peter's reprimand?!"
"Oh no! Don't get me started. It was bad enough with almost shooting Orieus!"
"Yeah. 'What were you thinking? You nearly shot him!' 'But it wasn't my fault. I was well within my rights!' 'Ana, we talked about you shooting the apples...'" Lucy quoted, laugh before she realize I had stopped listening. "Ana?"
"What's that?"
"What?"
"The box. It's wasn't there before..."
"Maybe someone left it."
"Maybe," I agreed getting ready to go back to the story.
She interrupted before I could. "Should we see what's inside?"
"It's none of our business... What are you doing?" I asked as she walked closer.
"I'm curious. Aren't you?"
"Lucy... You may be a Queen but if it belongs to somebody else we shouldn't look through it."
"I just want to see whose it is. Then we can give it back to them..."
"I guess."
"Hey..." she said as she bent down to pick it up. "Your name's on the box, Ana."
"What?" I said walking closer, confused.

Sure enough, on top of the box carved in intricately lettering was the name 'Ana'. It was beautifully carved as well, but simple, and had a golden latch that was holding it shut. (Just like the picture but add Ana's name and a lock) It appeared locked. I had never seen it before. Lucy looked from me to the box. I kept staring at the box, confused. It couldn't belong to me. I had no idea what it was.

"Well?" Lucy prompted.
"What?" I asked.
"Are you going to see what's inside?"
"It's not mine."
"How many people are named Ana here?"
"Um..."
"Exactly. Only you."
"But Lucy...."
"Obviously this is for you. It was put in plain sight. Caspian maybe?" she said with a smirk.
"Why would Caspian leave me it here? Why not give it to me?"
"You're thinking too much," Lucy said adjusting the box as if it was heavy. "If you're not going to, I will..." she continued trying to teases me.
"Give it here, please," I pleaded.
"Not just yet. Let's find out who left it for you." With that she took off running, with the box in her hands, back the way we came.

I stood frozen for a minute before running after her. It was obviously made for me but I was more surprised that it was there. I was also a bit curious as to who gave it to me. And Lucy was running off with it!

"Lucy! Wait up!" I shouted as I ran after her. She slowed for a minute and turned around giggling.
"You can't have it back unless you catch me!"

With that, she took off running even faster. I sped up after her when I suddenly got an idea. As I ran, I transformed. I could move twice as fast that way and quickly caught up to her. Then I landed in front of her causing her to either stop or run into me. She stopped as to avoid dropping the box.

I transformed once again and held out my hands. She frowned slightly, as if confused. But she still had a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Give it to me," I demanded.
"Um..." she hesitated.
"You said I could have it if I caught up to you."
"You cheated."
"I don't remember you saying I couldn't fly...."

By now we had attracted the attention of mine and Lucy's family. They watched our exchange. I noticed them but Lucy didn't appear to.

"Can I have the box, please, Lucy?" I asked.
"Are you going to open it?" she questioned.
"I don't know if I should..."
"You're not curious?"
"Please?"
"Lucy, Ana," Peter interjected. "What's going on here?"
"We- well Ana- spotted a box just laying in the ground. I was curious and I wanted to see who it belonged to. It has Ana's name on it but she won't open it. I'm just teasing her to get to open it," Lucy explained.
"Really?" he said looking from me to Lucy. I nodded in confirmation.
"That's pretty much it," I agreed.
"What box?" Caspian asked.
"I haven't the slightest clue," I answered.
"Here," Lucy said, handing the box to me. "Show us what's inside." I looked at her and she quickly amended. "If you want."

I gently pulled on the latch, expecting it to be locked. It was and I glanced up at them. They seemed to realize the problem as well.

"Anyone have a key?" I said, jokingly.
"I found one," Isabel said walking forward and gave it to me. "Worth a try, right?"
I smiled. "Of course." This is kind of weird.

The key worked and I opened the lid. For a moment nothing happened. They all watched my reaction but all I could do was stare. Inside was something I hadn't seen in ages. And only one person would've thought about giving it to me.

"Ana?" Caspian questioned. "What is it?"
"I haven't seen this in years. Thousands of years..." was my only answer.

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