The Guardians of Narnia: Daughter of the Peace

Chapter 15 - The Festivities

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Drisana and Gareth arrived by dusk and were greeted by a cleaned up Caspian. She introduced the two of them before announcing that she was exhausted and left them there. She went to her old chambers and the minute she flopped down on her bed she lost all motivation to change her clothes or even get up for that matter. Instead, she allowed her body to be pulled into the void of dreamless sleep.

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“Long live the King! Long live the King! Long live the King!” the cheers of the towns people filled the air around her as she walked in front of the Kings and Queens of Narnia. They each sat on a horse of their own, smiling and waving to the crowd as they went by. Caspian had been crowned King at midday of the New day just outside the gates. When he walked back through the gates he no longer did it as Prince but as King. The people were ecstatic that the rightful heir now sat upon the throne.

She walked alongside Aslan as he led them to the front gates of the castle. As they reached their destination she recognized the six guardians that had made it. Her sister was not among them; she never was. And neither was Kamara due to the time of day. She would join them when the sun had set on the horizon, taking the place of her twin.

Each guardian bowed and she joined the line as they spoke the ancient vow to protect Narnia and the King at all costs. They had only ever needed to say it once before when the Pevensie’s had been crowned and she found herself surprised that she even remembered.

That night at the feast she sat at the table with her fellow guardians. Each guardian was wearing extravagant clothing and circlets to match their respective titles. She sat watching the King as he floated about the room, flirting and socializing with the crowd. She found herself longing to be his hand maiden once again, just so she could be by his side once again. Since her return to the castle they had barely spoken to one another and she missed their banter and conversations. Lost in her reminiscing that she hadn’t even realized that Caspian had approached the table until he spoke.

“Excuse me…” Caspian spoke with a small bow of respect. “AS tradition, the King shares the first dance with the Lady of his choosing.” He explained, not taking his eyes off of her as he spoke.

“Mmm.” She hummed, looking about the room at the many different girls he could choose from. “And who shall you choose, my liege?” she inquired.

“You, Dris.” He smiled at her and put his hand out. “Will you dance with me?” His answer caught her off guard and her cheeks flushed. It took her a few moments to regain her composure.

“It would be my honor, my King.” She responded as she stood and took his hand. They walked out to the center of the room and as soon as they were ready, Caspian nodded to the people behind her and music filled the room.