The Guardians of Narnia: Daughter of the Peace

Chapter 16 - Goodbyes

She woke the next morning to the brother guardians yanking the covers and pillows away from her. Antaeus then decided that a dog pile was necessary and let his full weight come crashing down on top of her stomach. This woke her up and her knee came up and connected with the side of his head with a loud thud. He cried out and got off of her. She sat up rubbing her eyes before glaring at the twins.

“That was rude.” She grumbled, scooting out of bed and walking over to the screen to put on the dress that had been laid out for her. It was beautiful, but much simpler than the one she had worn the previous night. When she came back out from behind the screen she realized that all of the guardians had convened in her room, including her sister. “I see you finally decided to show yourself.” She remarked, walking over to the table to eat. Kasmira was lounging on the sofa, her feet propped up on the arm. Unlike herself, Kasmira wore pants that were ripped and tattered with knee high leather boots and a loose tunic. As usual she looked like a mess.

“Long time no see dearest sister.” Kas sneered.

“Why wasn’t any longer?” Dris asked as she sat down.

“Father summoned all of us. We are here to watch your tear filled farewell with the King.” Kasmira taunted as she shot up off the sofa and skipped over to her to steal some of her grapes.

“Very funny.” She deadpanned.

“Aslan wanted all of us here so the Telmarines who did not know of us could be enlightened.” Idalia explained from across the room.

“Thank you, Ida.” Dris smiled at her. “Do any of you know what Aslan needs from us? He hasn’t called us together in a long time.”

“The Changing of the Guard is upon us.” Kamara answered as she walked through the doors. If she was here during the day it must have been important.

“I haven’t heard of that since Aslan first trained us. Is it really time already?” Aeolus asked, stepping closer to his brother.

“I am afraid so. With the new era rising we must pick who is to take our places at the end of it. We were the guardians of the Golden Age and our 3000 years is coming to a close. It is time for the new Guardians to be chosen and trained in this last generation.” The room was silent. The Changing of the Guard meant to cycle the guardians so that they were different every 3000 years. As they had all figured out 2000 years was a long time to live and now they were all ready to remain in Aslan’s country permanently. All accept one.

“Narnia belongs to the Narnians, just as it does to man. Any Telmarine who wants to stay is free to do so. But for any who wish, Aslan will return you to the home of our forefathers.” Caspian stood before the people who had gathered at the Far East edge of the city. They looked up at their King with admiration for fighting for what he believed in.

“It has been generations since we left Telmar!” A citizen yelled out from the crowd.

“We’re not referring to Telmar. Your ancestors were seafaring brigands. Pirates run aground on an island. There they found a cave, a rare chasm that brought them here from their world; the same world as out Kings and Queens. It is to that island that I can return you. It is a good place for any who wish to make a new start.” Aslan stepped forward and explained to the people. For a moment after he finished speaking no one said anything but then a man from the front of the crowd stepped forward.

“I will go! I will accept the offer!” General Glozelle had stepped forward from the crowd.

“So will we.” Prunaprismia was the next to step forward, with her son in her arms and a man escorting her forward. Drisana smiled sadly at her. She knew that Caspian’s aunt no longer wished to stay in the castle after losing her husband.