We are still making light conversation with our descendants Charlotte and Derrick when they ask about the land of our birth. “Its very different there. Things that exist here may not exist there. And things that exist there may not exist here.” Edmund says and begins to explain some differences such as the school we attend and other things that are strange to them. “Queen Mother I bet you are adored at that school place.” Charlotte says innocently. I just think about how I am tormented and often at school. “Not exactly.” I say honestly without saying too much about it. I want Edmund to believe its improving. So that when he moves up in the secondary program he can do so without worrying about me. I want him to be able to do well in his studies. “Our Queen Mother is modest. A quality we didn’t know she had.” Derrick says looking into Charlotte’s hazel eyes. I look away looking at the stars. It’s so different people here love me they praise me for many things. Back on Earth and in England I am sneered at, put down and tormented. I am not used to the kind treatment I receive from the Narnians. I am so used to poor treatment that when they praise me or compliment me I can’t really believe their words. Though I thank them. I can’t believe them. “People on earth can be very cruel so I’m afraid my lady isn’t being modest she is being honest.” Edmund says putting his arm around me. “Are the other earth people dumb?” Derrick asks. “Not all other earth people are. But unfortunately many are.” Edmund says then he and Derrick slip into what must be Latin cause I don’t understand a word. I wish I could remember how to speak Latin but I must have learned after the few months of memory that Aslan returned to me.
Later
I am getting sleepy and Charlotte had fallen asleep awhile ago in Derrick’s arms. She had fallen asleep listening to his heart the way I do with Edmund. Derrick picks her up and apologies but excuses himself and her for bed. Edmund picks me up. “You don’t have to carry me I’m still awake.” “I know my lady but you are also sleepy so allow me to carry you to bed.” He says with a tired smile. “Well if you insist my Lord.” I tell him. “Oh I do.” He says. And I just hold on. He carry me to our tent and puts me down on my bed. I take off my shoes and lay down. He takes off his over shirt and shoes. And comes in bed in his pants and undershirt. And suddenly I am thinking of how I have seen him play with himself not once but twice. The second time I had been asleep and the sounds he was making, as well as his movements had woken me up.
He was playing with himself with me right there. I wonder why he felt the need to. What did he need to control himself from doing? “What are you thinking about Lucy?” he asks and I feel my face heat up. “Nothing of great importance Edmund.” I tell him looking to the side. Imagining that he grabs my face and kisses me like he did last year only he doesn’t stop. I start feeling so warm as I struggle to think of something else. “Lucy?” he asks in concern. I must never have acted this way before even when I grew up the first time. Which is a good thing. So he can’t figure out what is going on right now. “Don’t worry Edmund I am fine. I’m just sleepy.” “Alright it is late my lady.” He says pulling me into his arms and so my head is in his chest. And I relax listening to his beating heart. Which to me is one of the best sounds in the world.Nine days later
I am so worried. They have sent Edmund to Miraz' battle camp to figure out an end to this battle. I don’t trust a man that would kill his own nephew with my love. He left two days ago and I’m afraid. I have been having these nightmares of losing him in battle and it has made me so fearful of losing him now. I’ve been having trouble eating these days being so scared. Derrick finds me. “Have faith in him Queen Mother he will return.” I look at him wondering how he can read me. “I have faith in Edmund yes. But it’s Miraz I have no faith in once so ever.” “I can understand that. But your Edmund can hold his own Queen Mother. He can defend himself well.” “I know that but I can’t help being afraid. And I have a feeling if it was you playing messenger instead of Edmund. Charlotte would be the one going out of her mind with worry.” I tell him. And he turns red. “She is still young Queen Mother. I don’t think her feelings have grown quite to love yet.” “The seeds of love are there so she does have feelings for you Derrick. She just doesn’t know what they are yet. Which is not the same thing as not having those feelings yet.” I tell him. “I take thee at your word.” He says smiling and still a bit red.
Later
I get back from horseback riding with Charlotte and Derrick to see that Caspian has finished another meeting in Susan’s council. It makes me wonder if they are more than friends. Which seems odd since Susan has been pinning for the husband she had been forced to leave two years ago. Well 1300 years of Narnian time. But to each their own I guess. I have no right to judge because of who im in love with. Suddenly trumpets sound signifying the return of Edmund. I am excited but I am kept from going to him. Since I have no memory beyond the coronation Peter doesn’t allow me to sit in on many council meetings and the like cause he doesn’t believe I would help much in my current condition which frustrates me to no end. Charlotte takes my hand and takes me up a tree where we can sit in on the council meeting unseen.

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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...