Camille's Adventure

Epilogue

Peter walked over to the door of the professor's office. A letter had been slipped in through the mail slit in the door. Peter picked it up and looked it over. On the front and written in neat cursive were the words:

To Peter Pevensie

From Lucy Pevensie.

9th Street

Cambridge, England.

Peter smiled. He hadn't gotten a letter from Cambridge since his younger siblings arrived there. Opening it, Peter browsed through. Lucy had written all about their adventure in Narnia and the difference in Eustace after being turned into a dragon. But one particular thing caught his eye.

Turns out, Marcus Brentt is Marco Morel, cousin of Camille and Caspian. Lucy wrote. He's a prince who possesses a magical double blade that unites all light in Narnia and glowed when he touched it... Lucy had written more but Peter paused to process it.

He remembered seeing the boy's name on his desk in the back room before he had left and gone missing. It had been a couple days since then and the boy was in Narnia now. So that boy was connected to Camille and Caspian. Peter thought. That was surprising.

I hope you can come see us... Lucy continued. I miss you, Susan, mom, and dad. Even Narnia. I know we will return...someday, but it has been hard. Edmund's taking it the worst. After having to leave Camille behind, he's been pretty quiet.

I promised Camille, before we left, I'd be there for him, all three of us. Just hope he doesn't lose himself.

We slept in the boy's room, much to our aunt and uncle's confusion. We couldn't bear to see that painting again, after all, Edmund and I wouldn't be returning. I'll see you in a couple months.

Sincerely, Lucy.

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Back in Narnia, Camille and the crew returned to Ramandu's Island and found the three sleeping lords awake and the swords of the lords lay on the table.

"Welcome back, travelers of Narnia. Your mission proved to be a successful one." Lilliandil greeted the crew.

"As did you, my prince," Lilliandil smiled at Marco. "The swords have aided you, and the crew, in your fight against the darkness."

"The last sword, it did come here!"

"Indeed, your highness." Lilliandil smiled at Camille. "Aslan sent Eustace here with the last sword. He had trouble as the mist fought to stop him but he got the swords to the table."

"Now you all must take a rest, for you all have the long journey back to your homeland to prepare for tomorrow." Lilliandil told the group.