The Golden Age

The Golden Age

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What happened during the rule of the Four Pevensies of Narnia? Now's your chance to find out.

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Copyright: The creator of this roleplay has attributed some or all of its content to the following sources:

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Introduction

My Dearest Friends,

It has been a glorious decade during the rule of the four Pevensies, those mighty four. Narnia has been restored, under the Four, to the flourishing country it once was, oh so long ago. But as in all kingdoms, treachery, threats, and war remain. What exactly is going on? Glad you've asked. But you know, no one really knows. Not for certain. There are, of course, predictions here and there but none of them have been confirmed or discomfirmed. However, if you'd like to know, I'd be glad to have you. Together, we can create the future of the Four. From battles to treaties, to suitors and enemies, we will reign strong.

Who am I to claim such thing?
I am Lucy Pevensie, Queen of Narnia.


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Peter the Magnificiant, High King of Narnia, Emperor of the Lone Islands, Lord of Cair Paravel, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion, Sir Peter Wolf's-Bane
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Pevensie
From C.S. : "And Peter became a tall and deep-chested man and a great warrior..."
Gift: Shield with Red Lion & Sword with Sheath
Age: 23

Susan the Gentle, Queen of Narnia, Marksman Queen, Queen Susan of the Horn
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Susan_Pevensie
From C.S. : "And Susan grew into a tall and gracious woman with black hair that fell almost o her feet and the kings of countries beyond the sea began to send ambassadors asking for her hand in marriage."
Gift: Horn & Bow/Arrows
Age: 22

Edmund the Just, King of Narnia, Duke of Lantern Waste, Count of the Western March, Knight of the Noble Order of the Table
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmund_Pevensie
From C.S. : "Edmund was a graver and quieter man than Peter, and great in council and judgement."
Gift: N/A
Age: 20

Lucy the Valiant, Queen of Narnia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucy_Pevensie
From C.S. : "Lucy... was always gay and golden-haired, and all the princes in those parts desired her to be their Queen..."
Gift: Small Silver Dagger & Diamond Bottle of Healing Liquid
Age: 18


Rules
- No god-modding, power-playing, or auto-hitting.
- You must have either read Narnia or watched it. If you watched it, I'll have to explain a few things about the geography and time period.
- There is no minimum word post for this, but be reasonable.
- Dedication, please.
- Open slots in the OOC section.


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((So here's my OP. Your guys' charries can be wherever, doing whatever. This RP really has no set plot, but I daresay we will settle on one after a while. But for the most part, it's just a Narnia experience, with spur of the moment occurences. And about the link to the room, it's the same EXCEPT the whole floor is hardwood and it's a lavendar colored theme.))

KNOCK KNOCK! Lucy yawned, pulling herself out of bed. She rubbed her eyes, glancing around her bedroom in Cair Paravel's highest tower. Her silk nightgown ruffled around her feet as she stood up to answer the door. KNOCK KNOCK! "I'm coming," she muttered, struggling to recollect a mystical dream she had been having before she awakened. Something about a lampost in the woods... Of course, she had been to Lantern Waste before, but something about this dream was different. There was snow, and a little girl she didn't quite recgonize.

Lucy pushed open the door to see a tree spirit, from a cherry tree, it seemed. Lucy sighed, knowing what was coming. "Hello, Sherri," she said, not bothering to hide her exasperation. The woman before her seemed unfazed by this lack of gratitude, and gave a curtsy, and a smile. "Good morning, my queen. The High King asked me to relay this message to you. You are to - "

Lucy stuck up her hand. She had heard enough. "You go tell Peter that I've had enough of his lists, enough of him telling me what to do. Who's out getting in touch with the citizenswhile he's off on his epic battles, which I'm not allowed to go off to. Everyone but me is allowed. So I'm not taking on what he wants me to."

Sherri's smile had disappeared, her posture faltering. "Look, Queen Lucy, your brother just wants what's best for you. He wouldn't -" Lucy just shook her head. "Sherri, I'm not up to hearing this again. Don't you think he hasn't already gave me this speech?" She turned her back to the beautiful spirit. "Please, just go." Sherri's brow furrowed. "But-" Lucy covered her face. "Please, Sherri." She turned around. The tree spirit was long gone.

Lucy closed the door. She regretted speaking to the kind woman like that, but Peter had seriously been getting on her nerves, something very difficult to do. Many of the advisors had attempted to ease the tension between the pair, including Tumnus, but so far, no progress.

She flung herself onto her bed.
Who knew there'd be so much frustration in Narnia?

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Susan walked through the halls of Cair Paravel, admiring the classic beauty of the place and thinking over trade and other things absently. She seemed to be spending quite a bit of time thinking over trade and things of that nature lately- for seemingly no reason. Sometimes she figured it was because of her relations within her own family- strained, especially between her dear sister and the high king. As if on cue, Sherri appeared in front of her. She may have been standing there for a few minutes, for all Susan knew, but Sherri didn't seem to mind if she had been standing for long.

"Yes?" Susan said, turning to face the cherry tree spirit. As she did so, she folded her hands over her dress and bowed, never wanting to seem rude.

"Your sister- may you talk with her? I do not wish to be out of my boundaries, but she is being increasingly difficult, especially with things concerning her brother," the woman said, bowing lightly as well. Susan sighed. It went without saying just which brother she was speaking of, and she was getting tired of it really. She held her hand out in front of her in a silent plea to walk with her, which Sherri accepted by walking along with the Queen as she started back.

"Of course, Sherri. Any other things of importance?" Susan said as she began to walk towards the tower, holding her dress up when she reached the stairs.

"No, Queen Susan." The woman said as she advanced the stairs with her.

"Very well. You may be off, Sherri. I'm sure Queen Lucy and I need to have this conversation without any audience. Besides, you wouldn't come to me if you couldn't get to her yourself," Susan laughed as they reached the top, near her sister's door. Sherri smiled as well and Susan walked to the door without her.

"Queen Lucy? Open the door, please. We need to talk," The second oldest Pevensie said with the kindest voice she could, despite her exasperation at her older brother and younger sister. She added a knock after a few seconds, sure her sister would be intent on not talking to her, as she could more than likely distinguish what she wished to talk about.

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((Ugh, guys, I feel the need to apologize for my last post. I cut it off before I wanted to, I had to get off. And I still haven't posted Peter. :/ Ergh, hang on....))

Peter sank back into his throne, brow furrowed, hand to his forehead. He had been up since early, when the Archenlander messenger had arrived, and, having no sense of manners in anyway, demanded that they speak right away. It was odd for someone of that land to be mannerless, but this man indeed was.

The man's arms were crossed, he spoke rapidly. "... And our king fears an invasion from the Calormenes, all because he refuses to trade with them after such treachery. He refuses to tolerate such dishonorability. We thought that, according to the treaties, you'd -"

Peter stood, turning his back to the man. He noticed the keyword. Fears. It implicated that no attacks had been made yet. "Assist you in defending your kingdom. But of course." He fingered the hilt of his blade, as though impatient. He did love a good battle. "Although, good sir, it seems to me that no movement has been made by the armies of our dark skinned friends yet."

The man's brow furrowed. "No, not yet, but I assure you-"

Peter stuck up his hand. "Worry not, friend. We will sharpen our blades and rush to your king's side as soon as word of an attack reaches our ears. In the meantime, we will keep an eye on Calormen from a distance. Agreed?"

The man nodded curtly. "Of course, your Majesty. I will deliver word back to Archenland." And, without waiting to be dismissed, he strode from the room.

Peter's grip tightened on his blade in anticipation of battle. Sure, there was the slim chance the warful Calormene wouldn't attack, but he had to shove that aside. "Best be prepared for the worst," he muttered to himself.

A knock on the door. Peter froze his pacing, eyes locked on the door. "Enter."

Sherri pushed the door open, biting her lip. Peter smiled. "You needn't have bothered to knock, Sherri." She adverted her eyes from his gaze, obviously uncomfortable. "I thought you were still meeting with the messenger. I still think you should've woken the others, my King." Peter shook his head. "No need to disturb their sleep. It's all under control."

Peter fixed his gaze on Sherri. "What did she-" Sherri gave a weak smile, and he cut off with a sigh. Making a split second decision, he started from the room. Sherri spoke up quietly. "I did, however, pass Queen Susan on the way back here. I think she's going to talk to her."

Peter froze, hand on the door handle. "Oh. Well, in that case, best let them have some girl to girl time. Maybe Su can get through to her."

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Lucy was sitting in front of her buruea, head in her left hand. Her right was tracing the outer edge of her silvery crown, whcih she really didn't want to put on. She needed to get out of the castle without passing her oldest brother, if she was ever to keep her promise to Aqillia. And that wasn't an option. She'd be so disappointed, and Lucy'd never forgive herself. Ever.

She stood, examining herself in the mirror. It seemed a crime to call herself beautiful, when there were many more beautiful than herself. She wore a lilac and purple [url=http://www.madhattersfancydress.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/M/H/MH949_1_1.jpg] dress [/url that reached to her feet, her hair worn down as usual. Her silver strapped sandals were nothing special, other than the fact that they had been designed for her special. (Was that contridictory to think? She supposed not.)

Another knock. "Queen Lucy? Open the door, please. We need to talk." Susan's voice was muffled, but audible. Lucy sighed, sitting on the window seat, peering out over the ocean Cair Paravel overlooked so protectively. "The door's unlocked, Sue. And leave the formalities at the door, please. It doesn't feel right being called queen by my own sister."

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King Edmund the Just



It was in the early afternoon, and the sun was up and shining. Edmund had been up for hours and he was with the Lords of Archenland. He was called in for an important meeting, as he was usually called in. He was talking with the Narnian and Archenland council. Edmund was in his chair, he was between two of the Lords. He was listening to the Lords discuss diplomatic matters of Archenland and Narnia, Edmund looked at one of his guards and nodded. The Fawn walked over to him and said with a bow, '' My king, you have been called back to Cair Paravel by order of your brother, High King Peter.'' Edmund sighed and said with his deep, royal voice, '' Of course. I will take my leave, I don't want to give my brother more trouble for ignoring his requests.'' Edmund motioned his guard to leave, he spoke before the guard left the room, '' Prepare my horse, Gavin.'' Gavin the Fawn bowed his head and left as told.

Edmund stood up and he looked at his fellow Lords, he said, Forgive me, I will be back in three days time and we will be able to carry on our delightful discusion. Farewell.'' Before leaving, Edmund gave each one a respectful bow and walked out. The Lords gave respectful bows back and waited for him to leave. Edmund walked out of the grand castle and made his way to his big, brown, stallion. Edmund held onto his sword hilt and mounted his horse. Edmund looked at his troops and said, '' Now, onto Cair Paravel. It will have been weeks since I was at home.'' He said with a soft tone and began the long horse ride back to his castle with his small group of warriors that consisted of five Centaurs, six Fawns, three Saytars, and two black bears.

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"The door's unlocked, Sue. And leave the formalities at the door, please. It doesn't feel right being called queen by my own sister." Susan smiled and pushed open the door, taking in the room as she always did- it was one of the prettiest rooms in Cair Paravel, in her opinion. Her sister sat in the window seat, and Susan walked over to her swiftly, sitting beside her and admiring the view.

"Sherri sent me up," Susan said after a moment, still looking out the window. "You know, we may be royalty- but we are still a family. We need to act like it. I know you want to go out and do all the things our brothers and I do, and I agree you should. Though, Peter is worried for your safety. You are still the youngest, Lu."

Susan measured all of her words carefully. She felt as if she were walking on eggshells. She wanted all of her family to get along- she wanted all of Narnia to get along. However, she knew siblings were bound to fight every once in a while- she sure did, at least. Still, she didn't want her sister feeling as if she was lesser or lower than any of the others. Peter could make people feel like that sometimes.

"Sometimes I feel this whole business would be so much easier if we were just normal people- so we would only have to worry about ourselves. That would be easiest. Though, that didn't turn out that way. Still, I think that, at least for a little while, it is best to not worry ourselves with manners of a whole kingdom," Susan stood as she said the words, a smirk lighting up her face. "We should all do that some time. All of us. We could go riding and have a picnic. As a family- not as royals. Though, that would never be fun if two of us weren't talking, now would it?" Susan smiled at the words, gently placing her hands over her lap as she turned to face her sister.

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Lucy frowned, not really hearing all of what Susan had to say. She had stopped listening fully after hearing the "family" and "the youngest" comments. She sighed, trying to pull her thoughts together. "Look, I'm not the one too busy to have time for the rest of the family. And you know it's true." She looked at her sister, all hints of the smile she usually wore gone. "Who's the one who stays locked up in his room everytime we try to do something together? And, might I point out that five years ago Peter was my age, four years ago you were. I'm eighteen, and I'm still not allowed to do anything exciting. And you know it. I mean, you've seen the sorts of things Peter wants me to attend. Besides, I have things of my own to do."

She stood up, turning away from Susan. She closed her eyes. "Remember years ago when ruling Narnia consisted of parties and banquents, as well as meetings and wars? We'd all have fun, laughing and making friends. No one has time for that anymore. Did you ever think that that's the most important part of ruling Narnia? Having a relationship with all the wonderful people here?"

Lucy glanced out the window. A few shadowy figures were visible just at the edge of the forest, which was only just visible in the distance. She sighed, pulling her diamond bottle from Father Christmas around her neck. She rarely used it, it was more of a sentimental thing. After tucking the bottle beneath her dress, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Look, Susan, I really must go. I made a promise to a friend, and I'm not about to break it." She placed her hand on the door, looking apologetically at her sister. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "There's not much else I can do at this point." She walked out the door, leaving her crown on the burea top.

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King Edmund the Just


Edmund and his entourage had been traveling for two hours, when they came to a stop. Edmund looked at his men and said, '' Take a rest. Eat, drink, and rest up. We will begin traveling in a half hour.'' Edmund dismounted his horse, and went to drink from the river. He stood up and walked back over to his horse, he patted his horse and sat down on a stump. He looked at his men and said, '' Are all of you doing fair?'' His men looked at him and they gave Edmund a respectful nod and they beganate their food. Edmund gave his men a very small, smirk and closed his eyes, he laid back and began to rest. It was about twenty minutes later that he opened his eyes and stood up, his men got ready and they started on their one hour remaining travel back to Cair Paravel.

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Susan listened intently to all her sister had to say- her words rang true, after all. "Remember years ago when ruling Narnia consisted of parties and banquents, as well as meetings and wars? We'd all have fun, laughing and making friends. No one has time for that anymore. Did you ever think that that's the most important part of ruling Narnia? Having a relationship with all the wonderful people here?" Lucy said, and at that point Susan nodded solemnly.

"It would be wonderful to have those times back, I agree. I don't know when we got so busy, but Narnia is still our responsibility. Sometimes it just demands more out of us than we are used to," Susan muttered, looking at her sister.

"Look, Susan, I really must go. I made a promise to a friend, and I'm not about to break it." Lucy said, and Susan stood up, realizing that, for today at least, any problems between her brother and sister would stay standing- on one side at least. She fully intended to give Peter her two cents later. As Lucy placed her hand on the door, with Susan only paces behind her, she whispered "I'm sorry, There's not much else I can do at this point." Susan shrugged the comment off, but it was a bit confusing to her. Lucy walked out of the room first, seemingly forgetting her crown. Susan grabbed it's resting place, intent on giving it to her, but then decided not to. She would come back for it if she wanted it- Susan figured she would seem foolish returning it if Lucy didn't want it.

Susan made her way back down the stairs, and down the corridors, stopping every so often to bow and say hello to others as she did. Peter would be in the Throne room- he always was. He was always doing something that required him to either be out and about, or having meetings. Susan set her course for there, going over the words her sister had said to her in her head.

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Lucy started down the stairs in a prompt jog. Her gown gave her no trouble in doing so; She was used to it by now. It had especially been pursued in the past two monthes, as she had been avoiding Peter for that long. A single noise would result in discovery. So she had to be absolutely -

CREAK!!! Lucy backed up the stairwell as the throne room door opened. Her brother was talking in rapid to a centaur who she recognized as Theandro, one of the most noble of all centaurs. Not the most noble, but one of them.

She couldn't quite hear their conversation, but Peter heard it loud and clear. He had been having this conversation the night prior as well.

"But, my King, don't you find it of utmost importance to track down these... these... fiends?"

"I will send out search parties, Theandro, but we mustn't expect to much. These dangerous beings, as you had called them, are undetectable. They're after something, but we know not what that something could be, nor their where abouts."

"For your own safety, I must insist that you stay within the grounds of Cair Paravel, as well as the queens and King Edmund, once he returns."

"He is on his way, I assure you, noble centaur. And I appreciate your concern, but you can't expect any of us to just sit here waiting for them. We have faced worse."

"Ah, but of that I would not be sure, Sire. The stars have revealed horrid propositions to us centaurs, horrible indeed. We can only hope that they are wrong."

"Very well. We will act with utmost caution. Good day to you."

Peter turned towards the sound of Susan's footsteps. He gave her a short bow. "I heard you coming, sister dear." His mind was racing, he had to vent some of it, yet he didn't wish to burden Susan with the knowledge he had just been granted with. Yet she had to know... Didn't she?

Meanwhile, Lucy had snuck into the stables, and was saddling up her horse. Of course, it was a dumb horse, she didn't want to ride a Talking one, as some of them considered carrying a rider a disgrace. Besides, dumb animals couldn't snitch on her. The horse was a young palamino, with shocking blue eyes. The beauty of it had always captivated her, the innocence, the purity.

Lucy sheaved her dagger (she had pulled it out just to check it), pulling herself onto Angel. She leaned forward, whispering into the horse's ear. "Okay. I'l ready now. Let's go." Somehow, the horse understood her, and she understood it. They had an inexplicable connection that baffled even Lucy herself. A friendship, or maybe some unknown idea more than that.

She started into the woods, the figures clarifying. Lucy smiled at the water nymph, Aqilla, one of her best friends. "I'm ready when you are." Aqilla wore a faint smile, barely there. "But of course." Lucy followed her through the woods, farthur and farthur from Cair Paravel. Lucy had known Aqilla forever, they were close. But today was extra special. Aqilla had invited her to be the guest of honor at her organization's (she never said the name) monthly meet. Lucy had accepted in rapt, excited for something fun.

The woods were closing in, it seemed, but Lucy figured it was just her imagination. Nonetheless, Lucy spoke quietly, as though someone was listening in on the conversation. "Hey, uh, A, how much farthur?" The nymph stopped. "I believe we are here, my queen." Lucy looked left and right. No one. "Where is everyone?" A deep voice sounded from within the depths, and an odd looking man appeared. A half-giant perhaps? Or maybe just a young or small one? Lucy dismounted Angel as other creatures appeared. "We are right here, fair one?" The giant laughed quietly. "Get her."

((I know, I know, crazy, spur of the moment idea. xD Please don't think I'm rushing everything, I sort of typed it all involuntarily. xD))

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King Edmund The Just


Edmund and his men, had been riding for the remainder of the hour long trip when, the beautiful castle of Cai Parevel came into view. Edmund stopped and just sat mounted up on his horse and looked at the castle from a rather, small distance. Edmund smiled and looked back at his men, he then said after a minute of gazing at his weary men, '' Now, onto home, we go.'' He said that with a very small, happy sound in his voice. Edmund and his troops then began to walk again, after five minutes, they finally came to the grand walls of Cair Parevel. The guards looked down as they heard noises, they smiled and opened the gates as they saw it was their king returning home.

When the gates opened, Edmund was rushed by his guards, they came and helped him dismount his horse. Edmund greeted them all warmly and said, '' It is fair to see you all again, take care of my horse and my fellow troops. When they have been attended to, send in a new group, my men are tired.'' The guards saluted to him Tumnus came out of the castle and said,'' My king. Welcome home, we have missed you dearly.'' said the fawn as he bowed to Edmund. Edmund smiled and said, '' Arise, old friend. I have missed you and the others as well.'' Edmund said as he laid his hand on the fawn and they both walked into the castle together.

Edmund and Tumnus were walking and talking with each other, when they walked into Peter and Susan. Edmund looked at Susan and Peter, he said, '' Brother, sister, how good it is to see you. I have missed you dearly.'' Edmund said as he smiled at his older brother and sister. He still looked up to them, even more every day. He would look to them for guidance and help, he loved his family dearly.

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"I heard you coming, sister dear." Susan heard her brother as she rounded the corner, rolling her eyes as she did.

"Rats! I was trying so very hard to be quiet too," Susan said, smiling brightly as she bowed to her brother. He looked a bit tense, but Susan decided not to comment on it. He always looked tense. "Brother, I was wondering- we should take a break from this some time. Go out. Have a picnic. Do something other than keep Lucy locked up here and wonder about when the next chance of a slight attack by anyone is. Like a family,"Susan began to say, but just then Edmund came up to them.

''Brother, sister, how good it is to see you. I have missed you dearly.'' Edmund said, and Susan smiled brightly and hugged him tightly, forgoing all formalities. They were family after all. Soon, though, she had to let go and moved back, looking back to Peter.

"As I was saying before- it has been far too long without a real family get together. Work is important and all- we do have many responsibilities, but I cannot help but think that we are starting to act more like cohorts than a true family. That is something far worse than any attack- an attack we can overcome. A family breaking apart... I fear that would be impossible to fix all the way- like fixing a broken mirror," Susan said, looking to both of her brothers. It seemed like such a sort amount of time since they had been attending party after party- though, those times had been over for a while at best.

"As a matter of fact- why don't we go now. I have not heard tell of any horrible horrible threats to our person or kingdom, and it is a fine day out. One of you can go up to get Lucy, and I will go prepare a picnic," Susan said, leaving room for Peter or Edmund to deny her offer- she didn't want to seem to forceful, and Edmund might be tired from his travels, and Peter did look rather tense, even for Peter.

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After Edmund said that, he was given a big, tight and loving hug from Susan. He smiled and hugged her back, he didn't care about formalities, he hadn't used them for some time now, he looked at her when she said, '' As I was saying before- it has been far too long without a real family get together. Work is important and all- we do have many responsibilities, but I cannot help but think that we are starting to act more like cohorts than a true family. That is something far worse than any attack- an attack we can overcome. A family breaking apart... I fear that would be impossible to fix all the way- like fixing a broken mirror.'' Edmund nodded in agreement, and looked at Peter, he then looked back at Susan and said, '' True, for it has been an eternity since we have just had a feast and have a grand time with our family. I agree with Susan, I think that would be splendid.'' Edmund smiled at Susan and took a deep breath, for he was a little tired, but not enough to stop him from enjoying company with his family, for it had been two weeks since he was away from home, after all.

Edmund looked back at Susan when she said, '' As a matter of fact- why don't we go now. I have not heard a telling of any horrible threats to our person or kingdom, and it is a fine day out. One of you can go up to get Lucy, and I will go prepare a picnic.'' Edmund nodded and said, '' I will go and fetch our sister. I think it would be splendid for her to see me. I haven't seen in yet, and I think this would give her some joy. I will return shortly.'' Edmund said as he went to Lucy's room.

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Peter paid no mind to Susan's attempted jest. It would not do to acknowledge such attempts at mild mannered conversations, not at this point and time. Couldn't she see that? Wait.. She didn't know yet.

He turned to the sound of an opening door. Edmund! Oh, good. "Ed-" But Susan was already talking. He watched their hug akwardly. Had they no sense of... Peter didn't know how to finish the thought to be honest. His thoughts were a bit jumbled at the moment. He listened to her proposition without consideration. There was no time for things of the sort. "My good queen -" But Edmund was now speaking. Obviously no one had heard him. '' I will go and fetch our sister. I think it would be splendid for her to see me. I haven't seen in yet, and I think this would give her some joy. I will return shortly.''

Peter frowned as Edmund started off, turning towards Susan. "Perhaps it is best that he fetch her. There is much I have to tell you, from the meeting yesterday evening. But we cannot go, for the same reason as the meeting last night was held. Traitors. Treachery. Theandro and his centuars are on their tails, but who's to say they won't find them? We don't know much about the fiends, only enough to know they're a potential danger."

((Ugh, sorry it's short. I have to get off for now. >.< Sorry, busy week this week.))

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Susan watched as Edmund left to go get their sister. She had almost forgotten about her going to meet a friend, but she remembered it suddenly and groaned, hoping Edmund could tell her to come after she met with whomever it was she was meeting with.

"Perhaps it is best that he fetch her. There is much I have to tell you, from the meeting yesterday evening. But we cannot go, for the same reason as the meeting last night was held. Traitors. Treachery. Theandro and his centuars are on their tails, but who's to say they won't find them? We don't know much about the fiends, only enough to know they're a potential danger." Susan groaned at Peter's words before turning to him.

"Brother, honestly, Narnia will survive one day without us. You may be fine with just working all the time, but the rest of us are not. If I have to tie you up, I will. We may be the rulers of Narnia, but first and foremost we are a family" she hissed out the last word, hoping to get her point across. "If anything happens, we would be just a breath away. All I ask is that you spend a little time with the rest of us, like a brother should. I'm not asking you to play hide and seek or sew a dress for Lucy. I'm asking you to have lunch, outside, on a blanket. Would that really be all that difficult? There is always going to be something, Peter. I want what is best for Narnia just as much as you do, but family is family and I will not let you break ours apart because you work day in and day out!" Susan said, her voice raising as she said the words.

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Peter fidgeted uncomfortably. He supposed it wouldn't be too much.... Besides, it might help resolve the current issues they were going through. He sighed, knowing his sister was not going to give this up. It was probably partially his own fault anyway, as Susan had seemed really irritated with he and Lucy for their, er, sudden incompatibility. Peter put a hand up, giving a weak smile. "Well, I already know I'm out numbered in this, and it could do some good." He spread his arms out with a shrug. "So why not?"




Lucy had drawn her dagger in a flash. This wasn't good, she knew it. And her little dagger, a wonderful gift though it may have been, wouldn't be of much assistance. "Stay back!" she demanded, with much more authority than she usually used, or indeed, usually considered using. It shocked her. She sounded like... like Peter. Except feminine. "I'm armed!"

Aqilla was laughing now. "But my queen," she gave a mocking curtsy, and Lucy's heart beat faster. "We want to accept you into our little organization. I assure you, you'll be a grand asset to our cause, and your voice wil be heard." Lucy scowled. It was coming together slightly now. "How could you?" she whispered. "I thought you were my -" "Friend," Aqilla finished with a smirk. "Trust me, Queen Lucy, if you cooperate, we can be more than friends to you." She walked in tight circles around Lucy, making her feel uncomfortable. "And we can gurantee you being the sole ruler of Narnia. No more lists, no more pesky siblings. Just you."

Lucy's head was spinning. She felt disconnected from the world, from the present. Memories that she could not quite harness flashed through her mind. A little girl, stepping through a wardrobe... A crying faun, holding a flute of a sort... A boy in snowy woods, being hugged by the girl... A beaver dam... A sleigh... The Stone Table... Aslan...

Lucy stared at Aqilla blankly, realizing what she was being asked to do. How could she betray her brothers, her sister for her own personal agenda? How could she even consider helping these fiends with their fiendish agenda? Sure, she and Peter were at odds, and she didn't feel quite completely connected to the other two either, but was that really reason to bring about their murder, or even fulfill it herself?

"No." She hardly registered saying the word. Aqilla stopped pacing. "What?" Lucy drew herself to full height. "I said no. I won't do it. Ever." Aqilla narrowed her eyes, shaking her head. "Well, I oughta..." She left the threat hanging, pouncing onto Lucy, as though deciding to fulfill rather than threaten. The giant yelled at the pretty nymph, who suddenly seemed ugly in Lucy's eyes. "NO! We need her alive!" Lucy tightened her grip on her dagger, and thrusted upwards. The nymph fell off of her, and Lucy saw, with shock, her dagger protruding from the stomach of her former friend.

In a flash a dwarf had grabbed Lucy's legs, pulling her to the ground. Her dagger still embedded in Aqilla, she was defenseless, other than her kicks and screams. The giant grabbed Lucy with a scowl, and she quieted involuntarily. He pointed a Aqila's pale form. "Now look what you did! You lost us a soldier!" He threw her to the ground, and she rolled into the fall, as not to break anything. A big burly masculine tree spirit grabbed her arms, and another, uglier one placed a gag in her mouth. The giant laughed at her struggle. "Let's move." And the group started away from CairParavel, leaving Aqilla's form behind.

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Edmund walked down the hall and into the tower spiral, which is where Lucy's room was located. Edmund walked up to the door and took a deep breath, he sighed and knocked on the door gently. He waited for a reply, nothing. He knocked again, nothing. He then took his right hand and placed it on the gold, door knob. He opened the door and walked in, he wouldn't just walk in normally, but since she didn't answer he felt that he should do so. Edmund walked into her room and looked round, he said , '' Lu, Lucy where are you? '' He said with a curious and worried tone, he searched her room, no Lucy. He took a deep breath and walked out of the room, he walked down the stair case and found Susan and Peter. He walked up to them and said, '' Lu's not in her room. Where could she have gone? '' He said with curiosity and worry in his tone, not too much, but just enough to be noticed.

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Peter stiffened at Edmunds words, staring at his brother blankly. '' Lu's not in her room. Where could she have gone? " Oh, no. What was it this time? Sure, normally when she ran off without a trace, it turned out she was dealing with something that he hadn't time for, although usually it was meaningless little things. But now of all times? There better be good explanation.

Something struck the back of his mind, and he pivoted, turning to face Susan. Lucy had always been more open with her than she was with himself. Well, he supposed he never really made time to listen... "Su, did Lucy mention anything to you about going somewhere today in the past few days?" He was shocked at the panic in his own voice. He sounded like... Like a child. A scared, scared child. He wouldn't have expected such a sound from even Lucy.

Somehow, he felt it was his fault that Lucy had left. Sure, she was probably only gone for a while, to attend something or other, but who knew? Maybe she had finally had enough. He wouldn't expect that of her, as Lucy respected the cousel and word of Aslan, and it was He who had given her the title of queen. But still....

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"Su, did Lucy mention anything to you about going somewhere today in the past few days?" Susan listened to her brother before groaning. "She mentioned something about a meeting with a friend- I expected her to be in the grounds, or at least in sight from her room. Highest in the house, after all. Normally when anyone is out you can see them from her room. She would know, as she often pestered her sister by sitting up by her window and watching the comings and goings of the kingdom.

"Perhaps she went into the woods? I wouldn't expect her to be so folly though. Most of her friends are female, and couldn't protect themselves if anything were to happen. She hopefully has her dagger, of course, but still she has always been the slowest to attack of all of us. She didn't even mention who she was going with, simply a meeting with a friend- a promise," Susan muttered- Lucy never truly left the grounds to her knowledge. Peter normally forbid it.

"Tomorrow, then. I was sort of hoping she could be found and I could meet this elusive friend of her's, but I'm sure she is simply hiding out. She's a big girl- she can handle herself," Susan said, mostly to comfort herself. Even Susan rarely left the grounds, and even then it was rare she went farther than a mile at most. She was content with going only when she was needed- and only really when her kind and logical thought was the only thing that could put opposing sides at ease. She may be strong and willing to do anything for the greater good, but she was still a lady, and she didn't particularly enjoy travel. Her sister, however, was strikingly different in that regard.

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"This is my kingdom. Nothing will happen to her. Or else."

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"There's more to ruling Narnia than just governing it."

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"I've learned many things over the years, but the most important lesson was that logic can change, at any time."

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"I've learned many things over the years, but the most important lesson was that logic can change, at any time."

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"There's more to ruling Narnia than just governing it."

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"This is my kingdom. Nothing will happen to her. Or else."

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Re: The Golden Age

Guys, I think I'll double as Peter.
I've tried to get another RPer to join multiple ways, all fruitless.

I'll have his bio up and will post my opening posts in a moment.
And I'll send that info to Possibility shortly as well.

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It's okay. We know what you mean now. That's fine, people make mistakes, no one's perfect.

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*slams head on keyboard*
Sorry, guys.
I went back to add that in later, my cursor was in the wrong place.

Re: The Golden Age

Yeah! I think she got you and me mixed up. I think that's what happened. It would make more sense that way. ^.^ but it's all good, I understand confusion and getting things mixed up.

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I think you got the two confused XD

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Makenna, I don't need any info. I know almost anything about Narnia. I have all the books, I have the movies. I have read all seven of them in three days, and I've watched all the movies. I'm good on the info, thanks though. ^.^

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@Wolf's Bane:
Of course! <3
I'll send you a PM with the info you need to know later.

@Possibility:
Sounds good! ^.^
So hard to find Narnia fans anymore.

Re: The Golden Age

May I reserve Susan? I love the movies, though I never can find time to just sit down and read the books, though I would love to. The world is simply amazing. Anyway, it has been a while since I have seen the movies (a few months- almost a year- , I'm in need of a refresher) but I'm re-watching now.

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Also, I'm a Narnia Junkie. I love and have read all the books, watched all the movies and I'm in love with anything Narnia. I know loads of this, so I'm perfect for this RP. That's what I think anyway.

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OMG!!! Can I please reserve Edmund?! I wanted to join this type of RP for a while, if yes, please PM me! Thanks!!

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Peter [Open]
Susan [Taken by Possibility]
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Lucy [Taken by Makenna Young]

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