I Wish- A Narnia Fanfiction

Do you Believe?

WOAH. Like, is this real? 163 VIEWS?!? To the rest of the wworld, this may not be a lot. But it means a lot to me. I honestly can´t believe people seem to like this book so much. It just started out like this silly project and now it´s my most read book, which I never expected. Besides, I´m new here so having these views is pretty amazing.

But...on a less cheerier note, you´re probably angry right now if you´re reading this. I mean... I pretty much haven´t updated in a forever and a day and have left you dangling from a cliff. Hanger. hehe I feel like I´m finally the one who gets to be the one breaking reader´s hearts like uncle Rick. So anyways, you´re probably thinking "You literally have absoloutely no excuse for this". But......I do.´Ya see, being grounded really sucks, especially when it means "no electronics". Wattpad and my connection to the outside world just HAPPENED to fall under the category of "technology" so I had no way of updating. Sorry.

Alright, I just have one more thing on my apologies list. I´m sorry this author´s note is SOOOOO incredibly long. Let´s get on with the ACTUAL story now, shall we? Finally!

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I had come to get a dress again, but if I was really honest with myself, I had just wanted to see the images of Narnia. I had been hoping to get some kind of clue to go to Narnia, but the images they showed were all of the past. After a while even those had stopped, and I was left to stare at myself in a pale blue dress that had a strange resemblance to the ones I wore in Narnia.

Getting up, I push open the door of the basement and head up the stairs. The salesgirl who had originally told me to go change in the basement notices my sad expression.

"My dear, what's wrong?"

She's extremely short, and looking at her reminds me of Narnia. Then again, everything pretty much does. But it's weird. I can't quite put my finger on it, but something about her is different...

"Oh, nothing. How much does this dress cost?"

She stares at me for a moment, then blinks and resumes her cheery little expression.

"That would be $95.99."

I sigh. "Okay then. May I have it?"

She nods a little too eagerly and takes the dress from my hand. I´m about to go to the counter when she blocks my path, getting in my way. 

"Excuse me." I say politely, trying to get around her.

But she doesn´t let me. Instead, she tucks her hair behind her ear nervously and looks across the room like she´s scared and worried.

"Umm..would you mind going to the basement again? I kind of have orders from Asl- I mean, my boss. He, uh...wants to meet you there. About your...your modeling career. You could be a model!"

She visibly relaxes, like she´s glad she found an excuse for me to go to the basement.

Now, the only reasonable and logical thing to do would be to run right out of there, away from the crazy lady and her 'boss'. But something stops me. Maybe it´s because the shop reminds me of Narnia, or the lady is the nicest person I ever met, but all of a sudden I´m curious about what´s in the basement and who her boss is. So, going against all the crazy, intense warnings my mind is giving me, I slowly go down the dark stairs and think of all the worst possible scenarios that could happen. I could get kidnapped and taken away, or be shot by some kind of  serial killer. 

I hear a harmless noise, but my whole body tenses up and I´m about to run out of here screaming when I hear my name being called.

"Susan...daughter of Eve, don´t be afraid." The voise is soothing and soft, but majestic and fills me with warmth, making me wonder how I could ever be afraid.

I turn around, and my heart gets stuck in my throat when I see who is standing in front of me.

"Aslan!" I rush over to him and wrap my arms around his golden mane, remembering what it feels like to ride on his back.

"Oh, Aslan! How I´ve missed you so! Please, please, please forgive me! I promise I won´t do anything like this again! I just want to go back, and be with you, and my siblings, and-"

He looks at me with twinkling eyes, causing me to close my mouth. There really isn´t any way for me to say how much I wanted to go back, but I knew Aslan understood anyway.

"Daughter of Eve, you have made your mistakes." I hang my head, ashamed.

He raises my head with his paw, looking at me straight in the eye. 

"But if you are sorry, truly sorry, then all is forgiven. Aslan´s mercy is on your life now."

I look up at him and grin. There is not a feeling greater than the one I´m feeling now. Just the feeling of being forgiven, and having a 2nd chance, is something everyone should experience.

I didn´t need to say anything-Aslan already knew, and he already knew what my decision on Narnia was.

"Susan, do you pledge yourself to be Queen of Narnia, something that will take lots of responsibilities and hard work? If you say yes, this means you will have accepted living in Narnia forever and helping your siblings. You will be a friend of Narnia once again and will not live in London or have any of the life you have now. Do you wish to take on this role?"

I nodded, then curtsied. "I do."

Aslan roared a loud, majestic roar that echoed off the walls.

"ONCE A QUEEN OF NARNIA, FOREVER A QUEEN OF NARNIA!"

The scenery around us started to fade away until I was standing in the middle of an open, green meaow.