The surviving Telemarines agreed to join the Narnians and allowed us to stay in their castle until Cair Parivel was rebuilt. I sat alone in the room I'd been assigned too and stared out of the large open window.
The orange sun was beginning to set and the clouds swirled around it like a curtain, but the light was still visible. There was a light breeze tonight, rustling trees. Ever since Aslan woke them up earlier today they haven't stopped making noise, rustling their branches and what not.
Aslan said he wished to speak with all of us tomorrow bright and early and I could hardly wait. I was filled with so many emotions, so many different emotions that I'd never experienced before. I was terrified that I'd never go home, sad to leave, and anxious about the upcoming conversation.
I pulled back the covers and slid in the bed, deciding that if I went ahead and fell asleep now morning would come sooner. Closing my eyes and willing my thoughts to settle down, I awaited sleep to come.
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"Should we wake her?" I faintly heard someone whisper near by. Stirring slowly, I rubbed my eyes and sat up, glancing around. Before my bed stood two beavers.
"Oh! So sorry to disturb you dear." The black and white smiled.
"No, no. What time is it?" I asked, covering my mouth with the back of my hand as a yawn slipped out.
The other beaver chuckled. "Time for your meeting miss."
A few painful seconds later, I was dressed in another uncomfortable gown and corset and was making my way toward the Pevensies.
I reached them just as the large metal doors swung open and Aslan called us in. Peter wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me down beside him in one of the chairs. Lucy sat on my other side and Susan sat with Edmund across from us.
"Good morning." We all smiled and replied with the appropriate response. "I would imagine you are all quite eager to hear what I've called you for."
We all nodded and Lucy leaned forward. "Are you going to tell us now?"
Peter grasped her arm and tugged her back, whispering something about patience. Aslan chuckled deeply and smiled. "Yes. I'm going to tell you now. You have all learned much from your times in Narnia-" Lucy frowned. "But there is always more to acquire. Now would be the time, at Caspian's coronation, that I would send you back to your world."
Edmund and Peter sighed, while Susan remained calm and Lucy looked to be on the brink of tears. I leaned into Peter and furrowed my eyebrows. Yes, I was happy to go home, but for some reason, I was more upset about leaving.
"Do not fret." Aslan spoke, drawing all of our attention back to him. "I have a proposition for you all."
"Which is?" Edmund asked, glancing at Peter.
"You can except what you've learned and take it back to your world, or stay and rule Narnia the way it should be ruled, the way you use to rule it."
Peter looked to Susan, stunned. "Stay or go?"
Aslan nodded. "What is your decision?"
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That's it!! The New Warrior is now over!!! Don't worry, I will be writing a sequel! I will most likely post the first chapter tomorrow or at least by the end of this week. Thank you so much to all of you that have read my story and voted for it. I really appreciate it!:) You guys are why I write!!!!
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The New Warrior (Book 1)
FanfictionMagdalen Toiner is just your average sixteen year old, except for the fact that her four best friends were once the kings and queens of Narnias' Golden Age. She'd heard the stories a million and one times from all the Pevensie children, but never ac...