I am sitting with Edmund and my siblings on this bench waiting for our train to be ready to take us back to school. Edmund’s eye has already started to darken. Then suddenly I feel this odd pull like the wind is pulling me. I stand up. “What is that pull?” I ask my siblings who have also stood. “It’s the pull of magic.” Edmund answers. “We are returning to Narnia.” Susan says. And the train station falls away and where the train would be we see an opening to the ocean where the train would be. That ocean is part of Narnia. Maybe I will finally remember. I run towards the ocean. Edmund right behind me. When we reach the beach the train station no longer exists at all. I smile and look all around at the place Edmund and my siblings have been missing. I drop my stuff on the sand and take my hair out of its braids. I put my hair ties and coat in my book bag and run into the ocean. Edmund follows me after putting his own things down. I splash him. And he splashes me back I giggle as Susan and Peter join us.
Later
I am exploring this place that’s in ruin wondering what it was. We walk to this one part of the ruin. “We used to live here.” Susan says gasping. “What do you mean?” Edmund asks. “Imagine walls here, rows, there. Columns here. And those there four thrones.” She says pointing through the rubble at the far end of the large room. “This was once a castle.” “Not just a Castle Lucy our Castle. Cair Paravel our home in Narnia.” Edmund says sadly. “That beautiful castle you often draw.” I say softly. I wonder what happened to this place. I run to the stairs that are more or less still standing to explore the place I had once called home in a forgotten time. “Lucy! Be careful.” Edmund calls out but following me. I go around upstairs. Many rooms had been destroyed but I find this room that I feel like calls to me. I open the door and the room has been trashed. And suddenly I feel like crying. Why do I feel crying. “This was my room before I was married.” Edmund says his voice filled with emotion. He comes to me and holds me. “I don’t know why I am like this. I’m sorry.” I say as a tear falls down my face. “Its ok my Lady I know.” He says softly. I most get out of this room.I run out of the room. And go passed several destroyed rooms to another room. It has this symbol of a cordial thing a dagger, a sword and shield on the door even though it’s faded. I go inside this room that has been damaged and torn apart. I walk in and feel overwhelmed. I cry out but I don’t know why. How can lost memories affect me like this. I start to cry as I drop to my knees. And that’s how Edmund finds me. He takes me into his arms. He is crying as well. Susan comes in and gasps. “Why am I so affected by this room? I don’t remember it.” I ask cryingly. “Because you loved your husband in this room and gave birth to every single one of your children in this room.” She says. “Susan!” Edmund says warningly. “Im sorry but seeing our home like this I can’t lie to her!” Susan says starting to cry. “I had children?” “Yes my lady eight of them.” “I had that many?” “Here it’s not that much.” Edmund says. Susan runs off to find her room and Peter does the same. Edmund helps me up. And I go trough these doors to what looks to be a nursery. It’s been greatly damaged. I pick up a handmade doll from the floor I hold it and begin to sob. I must have had children if seeing a doll affects me like this. For I outgrew dolls like a year ago. Then the pain in my head hits me full force. I scream as I fall to the floor.
Later
I wake up in Edmund’s arms in what looks to be a royal Treasury. I’ve seen pictures of such places in history books. “Its amazing that our Treasury is still in tact after the attack and battle that took place here after we were forced to leave.” Susan says. I look at her, Peter and Edmund they are all dressed in clothes from the past. “Are you alright my lady?” “Yes I’m feeling better my Lord.” I tell him and he kisses my forehead. But Im suddenly thinking of how he kissed me under the mistletoe last year. I still don’t know why he kissed me like that but I want him to kiss me like that again. Wait! Why do I want him to kiss me like that?! “Lucy come here some of your old clothes were kept down this way.” She says and I follow her further into the Treasury. She shows me these dresses. “Was I really this tall?” I ask her holding up a gown. “Well you were older than.” She says amused. I wonder how old I was when I wore this gown? “Here you wore this dress at this age.” Holding up a red and white dress. “It’s pretty.” I say. And she hands me the under dress. I take off my uniform and my clothes from earth. And put on the underdress and over dress of Narnia. She gives me shoes and a cape which I also put on.

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Chronicles Of Narnia: True Love
FanfictionThis is Chronicles of Narnia but if Lucy wasn't related to the Pevensie family at least not by blood. This is how I think the Chronicles of Narnia would go if Lucy was adopted. A ludmund story but not incest. Also Lucy has a twin brother so let's se...