Only the Beginning of the Adventure [Narnia Book One]

Chapter 9: Always a King or Queen

Neila's POV:

Coronation day at Cair Paravel. My father stood next to me, two Pevensies on either side.

We walked up the aisle, wide smiles on our faces. Mr. Tumnus would be distributing crowns, the Beavers' were holding crowns. "To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western woods, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. To the clear northern skies, King Peter the Magnificent. And to the dawning of a new day, Queen Neila the Compassionate. Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen. May your wisdom grace us until the stars come raining down from the heavens."

Everyone started yelling, "Long live King Peter! Long live Queen Susan! Long live King Edmund! Long live Queen Lucy! Long live Queen Neila!"

That evening, Aslan was walking along the beach, and I was watching after him. Lucy came running out and watched Aslan walking off. I smiled at her. "I have a feeling we'll see him before we know it."

Lucy looked up at me. "When?"

Mr. Tumnus, who had appeared, said, "In time. One day he'll be here, the next he won't. But you mustn't press him. After all, he's not a tame lion."

She gave a small smile. "No. But he is good."

Mr. Tumnus handed her a hanky and said, "Here. You need it more than I do."

Lucy took it and started dabbing her eyes. We noticed that Aslan had disappeared into the sunset.

Years later

Normally, I don't go out hunting, but searching for the legendary white stag is something I've always wanted to do, since Mr. Tumnus told me the story. I noticed Edmund wasn't with us. We all made our way back to him. "Come on, Ed." Susan taunted slightly.

"Just catching my breath." Edmund replied.

Susan scoffed lightly. "Well if that's all we'll catch at this rate."

"What did he say again, Susan?" Lucy asked.

""You girls wait in the castle, I'll get the stag myself!""

Peter noticed an ancient looking lamp post and asked, "What's this?"

We all got off of our horses and walked over to the lamp post. "This seems familiar." Peter muttered, as he took my hand.

"As if a dream from a dream." Susan said.

"Or a dream of a dream." Lucy added.

She and I shared a look and we remarked, "Spare Oom..."

Lucy and I ran off and the others eventually followed. "Lu? Nei?" Peter called.

"Come on!" Lucy cried.

We entered the back of the wardrobe and Peter said, "These aren't branches..."

"They're coats." Susan realised.

"Susan, you're on my foot." Edmund stated.

The wardrobe door suddenly flew open, and the five of us fell to the floor. The door opened, and we were met with my mother and grandfather. He smiled at us. "Oh. There you are. What were you all doing in the wardrobe?"

Peter shared a look with each of us and said, "You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir. Ma'am."

My grandfather thew a cricket ball to Peter and he caught it. He smiled and said, "Try me."

"Mum?" I questioned. "What are you doing here?"

"I think it was the magic of the wardrobe. You'll have to tell me about your adventures." She answered with a wink. "I'm Elisabeth Kirke. Neila's mum."

I introduced each of the Pevensie siblings and we all sat down for a cup of tea, because why not.

[A/N: Somehow, I didn't add chapter 2. Feel free to go back and read it. This conclude the end of this book. If you're at all interested, stay tuned for Hidden Truth: The Return to Narnia]