Before we knew it we were in Cair Paravel. The home of my parents. Servants had rushed to get the kings and queens ready while I followed my father. We got to my mothers old room and inside was wing blades, sharp silver blades that get strapped to your wings so you can fight with them, and a dress. It was my mothers coronation dress.
"I want you to wear this my child. It has gold elements like Peters cloak but the white for you. Its low back will compliment your wings." He left shortly after. I changed walked to meet my father and the Pevensies before the doors of the great hall. The procession lined up, not giving me a chance to speak to Peter. I was to walk behind my father and then stand the opposite side to Mr Tumnus. We walked up the aisle and the centaurs lifted their blades as they passed. I took my place and smiled at Peter, who smiled back, then proceeded to look forward.
"To the glistening Eastern Sea, I give you Queen Lucy, the valiant." Lucy's face brightened at her title. Mr Tumnus took the crown from Mrs Beaver who had them resting on a pillow and placed the crown made of silver flowers all woven together beautifully onto her head of curls as the queen bowed in front of him. She rose and looked at the crowd of gathered Narnians.
"To the Great Western Wood, King Edmund, the just." Aslan spoke. I took the silver crown off the pillow that Mr Beaver was holding and walked up to King Edmund. He knelt down and I placed it gently on his head. He rose looking proud and happy. His outfit matching the crown that sat upon his head beautifully.
"To the radiant Southern Sun, Queen Susan, the gentle." Mr tumnus placed the delicate golden crown on top of the head of Susan. Her expression did not show pride but thanks. Her title suited her well. She stood up and smiled at the Mr Tumnus.
"And to the clear Northern Sky, I give you King Peter, the magnificent." I took the crown from Mr Beaver and took the final crown towards the king, my king. I could not hide the huge smile on my face. Peter bent down and I put the majestic golden crown on top of his blonde hair. He kept his eyes locked with mine as he rose. I walked back to my place, and faced the Kings and Queens. Peters face filled with pride and joy as he looked over everyone. They all took their seats in sync as Aslan turned to them.
"Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen." He spoke softly.
"LONG LIVE KING PETER! LONG LIVE KING EDMUND! LONG LIVE QUEEN SUSAN! LONG LIVE QUEEN LUCY!" We all shouted. Everyone erupted in applause.
"There is one final thing that must be done today, and it falls upon the new King, Peter to do so. Peter come and join me." Aslan instructed him. He rose and walked towards the lion. The main doors opened and Nala walked in with a pillow on her back. I smiled at the sight of my cub.
"Princess Adelaide come forward." Aslan said. I nervously approached the pair. I was directly in the centre, in front of King Peter. Peter knelt next to Nala and lifted a crown made of golden stalks that twisted together, then white flowers that covered the front, matching my white wings.
"Princess Adelaide, today you become Lady Adelaide. Now I ask that with this crown you accept my offer of courtship." He placed the crown on my head. The little weight fitting perfectly to my head. I rose and looked into his eyes.
"Do you accept?" He asked, smiling.
"Of course I do my King." At what I called him, Peter glared playfully and shook his head, pulling my closer to kiss lightly, cheering began and he returned to his throne, with my hand in his, pulling my to stand between the throne of himself and Susan. Clapping erupted and deafened us all. I was certainly not expecting that. I looked at my father who nodded in approval. That day was the start of many years in Narnia. Many amazing and great years.
10 YEARS LATER
I was flying through the trees of the Narnian wood. Peter was not on my tail, trying to stay close, as were the others. We were hunting the famous white stag that only shows itself in Narnia every 100 years. The last people to hunt it were my mother and father.
"Keep up Pete!" I called to my husband. I heard his low laughter.
"Wait Ed has fallen behind." Lucy called. We all turned and went back to him. I sat in front of Peter on his horse, giving my wings a rest.
"How is he?" Peter asked putting a hand on my stomach. Yes, I am pregnant. Peter is adamant it is a boy, but his sisters and I think it's a girl. I am 6 months pregnant. The doctors think me flying will help the baby.
"She is fine." I giggled.
"Come on Ed! We won't catch anything at this rate." Susan exclaimed.
"What did he say again Susan?" Lucy asked, teasingly.
"You girls wait at the palace and I will catch the stag myself." Susan teased. Nala then came running into the clearing. I smiled at my companion. We all laughed at Ed.
"What's this?" Peter asked, climbing off the horse but making me stay. We all looked at a lamppost covered in ivy. The girls and Ed dismounted also and went to see what was happening.
"It seems familiar." Peter's kingly voice stated.
"As if from a dream or a dream of a dream... spare 'oom?" Lucy then ran off, and her siblings began to follow her.
"Pete!" I shouted. He didn't listen. I jumped off the horse and went to follow.
"Nala, if I don't return alert the castle." I instructed then ran through the trees.
I pushed my way through the trees hearing the voices of my family. I ran quicker to try to get to them.
"Stop shoving!"
"You're on my toe!"
"I'm not on you're toe!"
"Guys wait for me!" I shouted. I ran and saw coats, not branches. I pushed through and ended up falling onto the ground.
I landed on top of Peter, only he looked much younger. I looked at the clothes I was wearing and saw that they were more like what Susan was wearing. I then noticed my flat stomach. I had lost the baby!
"Addy?" Lucy cried, when she saw me. Everyone looked at me shocked.
"How are you here?" Susan asked. I was speechless. Peter then raised a hand to my neck, and grabbed a necklace dangling from it.
"You still have your wings, only as a necklace look." He showed me the golden necklace. I saw we both still had our wedding rings and I still had my engagement ring.
"Peter, I think I lost the baby." I spoke in barley a whisper. He pulled me into a tight hug.
"At least I still have you Addy." He whispered back. Then the latch on the door opened, revealing an old looking man.
"Oh there you are? What were you all doing in the wardrobe?" He asked with a smile. He obviously had been to Narnia before.
"Who are you as well?" He asked me. Peter pulled me into his side more.
"You wouldn't believe us if we told you sir." Peter smiled. The man threw Peter a ball which was easily caught.
"Try me." The man said.
Then the real fun began.
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The King and The Angel
FanfictionAdelaide Amity. The daughter of Aslan. Peter Pevensie. Son of Adam. When the eldest son of adam, and the daughter of the king Defeat the white witch and winter is through. A kiss will save the princess and gain her wings Then...