Not really all that long, so I'm sorry about that.

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Coronation's Lore

"Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen of Narnia,"

As said by Aslan, at the coronation of the Kings and Queens of Old.

Lucy watched as the ship on the picture drifted away until it was no longer there. Sighing she closed the door to her room, knowing that other than Eustace, her family was no longer welcome in Narnia until they joined their friends in Aslan's Country. She was leaving behind everything that meant anything to her. Yes she loved her family dearly and she had a few friends back at school but Narnia was her everything. It was her home, her life and her friends and the man she loved lived there. So how could she go back to living in normal old England as though nothing had ever happened?

"Lu, it's time to come down stairs. Peter and Susan are here." A voice that Lucy knew belonged to Eustace yelled from downstairs. Lucy sat staring out her window, watching the rain fall gently onto the glass.

"Lucy, Eustace left." Lucy turned her head to see Edmund standing in her open doorway. He was as regal as always, knowing now that in any world, he was never second best. Lucy turned back to looking out her window once more. Edmund sighed as he looked upon his sister. Sitting there was no longer sweet little Lucy; in her stead was that of a noble woman. Her posture was perfect and the very air around her seemed to glow with royalty. But she wasn't like this unless she needed to be or she was remembering Narnia. "Come on Lucy, let's go see them."

Edmund offered his little sister his arm. Lucy nodded up at him and took the offered appendage. Fixing a political smile on her face Lucy allowed Edmund to lead her out of her cold and quiet room. Placing a smile on his face Edmund barely had time to move away when Peter had grabbed their sister in a hug. "Happy birthday Lucy!" yes, Lucy was now 17 years old. Two years had passed since she was told she'd never return home. Two years of a quiet and calm reality without the man that Lucy loved but couldn't have.

Edmund had moved Lucy and himself out of their relative's house as soon as he turned 18. He refused help from anyone and took care of his sister. Eustace, ever to changed, didn't offer his help but instead showed up on their doorstep with his stuff. He helped pay for the house and food but never did he offer the help, he was just there. Although he didn't know exactly how Lucy and Edmund felt about leaving Narnia again he was their pillar of support to guide them through. Edmund was able to carry on, but Lucy… Lucy couldn't completely leave it all behind.

Peter pulled away from the hug but his smile faltered. This wasn't his little sister; no this was Queen Lucy when she was dealing with someone she didn't like during an alliance meeting. Never before had Peter seen this look directed at one of them. Susan pushed him out of the way and embraced Lucy as well. Peter looked at Edmund for an answer but Edmund just shook his head.

"Lucy, what ever are you wearing?" both boys turned back to see Susan looking over Lucy. "These aren't fitting for a young woman, go change while we get everything ready."

Lucy was dressed in a perfectly fitting baby blue shirt with long sleeves, grey pants and black slippers for in the house. Her hair was braided so as to stay out of her way. "Susan, I can't go change, I don't have any more dresses or skirts. Anyways, I find these clothes much more comfortable. Now, who wants cake?"

Lucy left the room so quickly that she was nearly running. Susan followed after with Peter and Edmund in the rear. "Alright, what's wrong with her?"

Edmund sighed for what felt like the millionth time that week. "We were told that we can't go back to Narnia."

"I can see how that would be a shock to her but she shouldn't be acting like this Ed." Peter knew there was more, there was always more.

"Peter, now don't get mad. You don't understand what's happened," Edmund tried to reason with his brother.

"What is it Ed?"

"Lucy fell in love…"

"Okay, then what's so wrong with that? She'll be back to her usual self in no time. But of course I have to meet this guy to make sure that he's right for our little Lucy." Peter smiled at the thought of once more trying to scare away any of Lucy's suitors. They had all run in the past, and that was before Peter joined the army. Even in the Golden Age, suitor fled before both the High King and Just King of Narnia

"No she won't. She fell in love with Caspian." Silence hung in the air around them as they paused just outside the kitchen door.

"How, when?"

"She's been in love with him since yours and Susan's last time there. She never said anything then because she knew that she was still a child in everyone's eyes and that Susan and Caspian liked each other. Seeing him again and having everything happen that did just made it all so must more real for her. But she never tried to go anywhere with it just like before. She knew she'd have to leave one day so she helped him fall in love with a star we met. Don't tell her I told you Pete." Edmund opened the door to the kitchen to see a crying Lucy standing over her cake.

Hearing the door open Lucy looked up at Edmund. She didn't smile but there was a flash of innocence in her eyes as she flung herself at him. "Oh Edmund, it's beautiful. Thank you."

Peter watched Edmund smile and decided to see what this was about. Walking over to the cake Peter looked down at it. It wasn't overly large, if anything it was quite small in size. The frosting though caught his eye. A white marble and stone castle resting on a hillside with forests surrounding it and an orchard to the side, a sandy beach rested along a beautiful ocean and docked there was a boat. The boat had a golden dragon head and tail with a purple sail; which to happen to have the Narnian crest stitch on it.

Lucy walked back to the cake, "its Cair Paravel and the Dawn Treader Peter. Remember I told you about it in my last letter? How Caspian was trying to rebuild Cair Paravel and our journey in Narnia… This is it," Lucy's voice cracked when she said Caspian's name.

"Oh can't we just go one day without talking about that place!" Susan's voice rose in annoyance. "We can't go back so it's pointless to bother trying to remember it."

"Susan Pevensie you shut your mouth." Lucy wiped away her tears as she marched over to her sister. "Although you have a tendency to forget what you can't have doesn't mean we all do. I will always remain loyal to Aslan and remember Narnia for what it is and always will be; my home!" Storming past Susan, Lucy ran upstairs and into her room, slamming the door shut behind her and locking it.

Lucy didn't cry, she never cried when she was angry. She didn't throw things and didn't yell; instead she walked to a chest at the foot of her bed and opened it. Inside were all of her drawings of Narnia. There were many from the Golden Age, some from their second visit and some from her latest and last trip there. But what she wanted right now was her most important piece in the chest. Reaching inside she took out a familiar white shirt. Aslan had allowed her to keep the shirt that she'd used throughout the entire journey, the shirt that once belonged to her beloved King Caspian.

Changing Lucy climbed into bed and fell asleep to the sound of rain on her window and the roof. Edmund had followed after Lucy to see if he could get her to talk. When he found the door locked though he knew that they wouldn't be talking for a while. With a frown Edmund went to his own room to try and get some sleep, knowing Peter would show Susan and himself to the guest rooms.

Hours of sleep was always good for an angered mind but when Lucy felt the tug inside her mind that usually meant magic was about she welcomed it. Even in her sleep she knew that something was about to happen, whether it be for the good or for the bad she didn't know. Tired of living back in England Lucy let the magic wrap around her and drag her farther down into darkness.