The Narnian Princess

Chapter 12: The Coronation

The next day was fortuitous in the morning as I waited in the dressing room around noon. Patiently waiting for Susan and Lucy in preparation for the coronation. All morning was bed-rest and a bonding moment with my brother Chronos. It was an anecdote morning which Chronos told me about the past. To confirm vague memories: of our people, friend and family, while I told him my life in the other world. This fascinated him along with the world of man upon the advancement of technology Narnia could never possess. Chronos was the same since our departure a hundred years ago. He was caring brother though haughty as crown prince of the elves along with impetuous warrior behavior. Chronos was still the loving brother who holds dark and mysterious demeanor while usually the protective siblings that would Peter to shame.

After the quick conversation he helped me with my speech that Aslan requested. It was custom for the Seer to start off the coronation with words of wisdom for the future monarchs. I decided to you're a riddle from Professor Tolkien book of "The Lord of The Rings." Speaking in both Elven and English… correctly. I was nervous for even though I regain the elven tongue thoroughly I might mess up. Chronos just laughed saying that would be impossible, saying elves were flawless. I rolled my eyes, for the past week I barely found a good hiding place without being caught or defeating the Wraith of Darkness. In the end there was no use in arguing this incompatible topic.

All morning was lovely, now it was time to prepare for the Coronation. Sure I was a bit sore in muscles I didn't know I had but doesn't stop me from attending an important event. Though, immune to participate in the dancing and later on in the night. The door burst open as the Pevensie sisters enter excitedly. Which Lucy tripped over her feet?

"Le abdollen," I sighed shaking my head as the nymphs chuckled. Susan raised a brow, confused in what I just said. "You know, you need to learn Edhellen (Elvish), its Narnia second language. I said you're late."

Susan nodded and bow. "We're sorry, Princess Gwengwyvar but we got lost."

"Gwen!" Lucy cheered instantly hugging me that I winced, when she pulled back. "Oops? Let me get my cordial."

I stopped her, "Don't waste it Lucy dear. I'm just a little sore. Also I heard you had an extraordinary adventure the other day. You were very brave Astalderea and I hope you keep holding it." I said poking Lucy in the rib which she giggled.

Susan smiled and follows a rose nymph, a wisteria nymph for Lucy, while Willow my trusted lady in waiting helped me prepare to tonight. She started with my hair in attempt to put it an updo as she braided the top of my head before curling the rest in tight curls. Next was makeup though it was hardly any as she painted some vines around my eyes, silver dust, and pink lips from gloss. The dryad smiled in her approval that I couldn't help and pay a debt by putting a little makeup on her in return. Which she appreciated with a giggle before helping Lucy on preparation. I got on my feet and stepped onto a stool to see the seamstress, a naiad, came up holding another silk package a note on top. I read it.

Dear Gwen

I'm so proud of you, you have defeated Nazgûl and help the Pevensie defeat the White Witch. But that's not all that happen for you bonded with me and regain most of our memories. Now you shall be giving the elven speech a tradition that been pass down through generation of many seers. The mortal seems fascinating on literature and your decision is excellent for this night. Now here's a gift I never had a chance to wear and the royal Circlet.

Narmarie, until the next letter my other self.

Sincerely

Tarren Gwengwyvar Dragonfly Estel.

I open the present to receive a royal white gown. With help putting it on, it fit like a glove. It was silvery white that draped onto the ground with a slight trail. It held a bust cut and exposed my shoulder while the sleeves were long lily shape, staying at my upper arm with silver brace. Though, the top was a corset with white lace and a silver belt while the skirt seemed transparent around the trail. Including silver flats while jewelry I wore my Edwin pin, royal ring and headdress. The Circlet was different from my other three; for it was made out of silver and diamond forged into a shape of a dragonfly. For its wings wrapped around my head followed by vines, petals, and many chains looped around. I was fascinates by it, for it suited me. I wonder, even though my middle name was dragonfly was I actually interested with them? Must ask Chronos about it since that part seemed hazy.

"You look lovely." Susan commented getting into her purple gown.

Lucy already dressed in her silvery blue gown while adjusting her red cape. "It took like a wedding dress?"

I bowed to them "Hannon le, lie naa vanima."

Susan smiled, "I take it you said thank you and we both look beautiful?"

"Yes, "I chuckled. "And to answer your question Lucy, this isn't a wedding gown. It's a ceremonial gown for this time of event."

"I hope I get one like that?" Lucy stated.

"When you are older," I chuckled and tuck a loose curl behind her ear.

A knock was heard, as Willow answered it whispering to someone, and then announced it was Chronos waiting to escort me to the ceremony. I smiled and excused myself though grabbed a silk pouch. When I came out I found Chronos leaning against the wall looking handsome as ever. He wore a long sleeve silver tunic and grey legging, also a golden a circlet. The circlet was different compare to mine for his was Celtics knots forge in a vine with a leaf pointed up in the middle made out of emerald. He also wore a golden sash to define his title as crown prince even though he was king already. We plan on making a private coronation for him after all was settled and summoning half elves, which live in Archenland and reestablish our kingdom.

"You look beautiful as the stars, sister." Chronos said as he stood up and kissed my cheek.

"Hantale (thanks)" I said bowing. He offered his arm which I gladly accepted and led us towards the throne room.

When we reached the grand throne room, Aslan waited for us for he wanted to ask us an important personal question. He asked when the ceremony was over, he can take us back to Valar; the city of Elveron our home land. Except once we leave Narnia we could never returned. It was Chronos decision. I gasped grabbing his hand. The decision to go back to Valar: to be with our people, and leave our friend and comrades or stay here?

Chronos sighed nodding to Aslan. "Even though it would be an honor to return to Valar Aslan… I would have to say no to your offer."

"Chronos-" I started till he interrupted me with a smile and kissed my ring.

"You were born in Narnia as we were raised here." Chronos explained. "This is our home. Atar wouldn't be please to stop his missionary belief that elves and other creature could live in peace and Harmony."

A clump was in my throat, instantly hugging him. "Oh Chronos, thank you."

Aslan then nodded, "You both have proven yourselves worthy my children. For your parent would be proud of you Chronos and Gwengwyvar children of Estel. You will make an honorary King Chronos and I bless you for your future."

"Hannon le, Aslan." We said in unison as the trumpet play to start the coronation. Nervously taking Chronos arm as we walked slowly down the aisle on to the four thrones where my friend shall take reign of a new era. We turned around to face our friends glad to see everyone was alright. With a sigh, it was time to start the coronation.

"Pân i valt law thilia,

Law pain i reviar mistar aen;

Iaur i vell law thinnatha,

Law thynd dyfn na-niss rathar aen.

O lith naur echuiathar aen,

Calad od dúath thuiatha;

Adamminen i vagol vreithannen,

Pen-thôl ad echannen i aran."

I said in Edhellen before translating the riddle.

'All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king' "

With that said with pride the Pevensie enter along with Aslan center. They stood in front of us the Estel royals family giving them a bow. In response we did the same of approval. I unraveled the silk wrapping to expose a dagger with a golden handle with a lion tips and handed it to Peter. "This once belongs to King Frank; passed down through generation of kings. It signifies divine power and leadership throughout Narnia."

Peter accepted the small blade, giving a smile, "Han-non le?"

I smiled with bow to him as Chronos gave Susan the next gift. For a second, I saw a spark between them. Oh, this was going to be good in the future. My brother then pulled out a pendent made of a ruby, grasped in gold, and tied it around her next.

"This was once own by the fisted queen of Narnia, Queen Helen. It symbolizes loyalty to your kingdom and those around with a gentle heart."

Susan looked down and admire her gift for a second, fluttering her eyelashes and blushed when he kissed her hand. Of you got to be kidding me, she's flirting with a fourteen hundred year old who looks twenty? Anyway, we bow to the future kings and Queens. We took our places on the side, where a two carved chair waited for us to sit and watch the prophecy is fulfilled. All will be over and done. When Aslan crowned them now:

Eastern sea Queen Lucy the Valiant

Western woods King Edmund the Just

Southern sun Queen Susan the gentle

Northern Mountain sky King Peter the Magnificent,

All rose and bow to the new Narnian rulers as they took their seats as Aslan spoke once again "Once a king or queen of Narnia always a king a queen of Narnia. May your wisdom graces from the stars rain down from the heavens?"

Everyone shouted long live were appealing to them. Lucy expresses pure joy though Edmund and Susan were chuckling at one direction. I followed what they were looking at to see fox and cougar with painted glasses on her face; that made me snort. When all was done, Peter glances at Edmund and Susan with a nod and a nod from them as he stood.

"As my first act of high king, I asked for a moment of silence and give respect to those we lost: our friend, family, comrades and to the elves." All stood and gave their respects to the fallen. A lone tear fell happy that they did this.

Once the moments of silences was over, Peter glaze at me and asked for me to stand next to him. "We also liked to say thank you to you Gwengwyvar and Chronos for helping us defeat Nazgûl. Without your prophecy that has joined us all together none of this would have happen." Suddenly everyone cheered while I blushed embarrass all of a sudden. As tears veiled my vision; god it must be the light or something? What was surprising was Peters who bowed to me as follow by his family, Aslan, Chronos and the Narnians.

Not knowing what to do, I just bowed in returned. When I rose, so did the other. .. .

After the crowd cheered it was time for the feast.

.o0o.

After the feast it was time for the ball! Peter, Susan, and Edmund were busy with greeting their guest but Lucy ran toward the Balcony. Tumnus and I chuckled and followed her to see Aslan departure across the eastern shores heading south.

"Don't worry, we'll see him again." Tumnus assured.

"When?" She asked. I petted her shoulder continuing to stare onward.

"In time, one day he'll be hear and the next he won't." Tumnus said as he leaned on the rail. "But you mustn't press him; after all he's not a tame lion."

"No, but he is good." She states.

"Yes Lucy, he is good." I chuckled.

The Mr. Tumnus gave her a handkerchief saying something about her needed it more than he does. Afterwards they went off to dance while I continue to watch our true king take his departs. All of the sudden I remembered the entire Golden Prophecy:

Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,

At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,

When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,

And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again,

When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone,

Sits at Cair Paravel in throne,

The evil time will be over and done.

That sneaky lion, he knew there was actually three prophecy; The Pevensies, his and mine. Not everything is set in stone, but all can be adjusted with fates tapestry with the tiniest of threads. Even though Nazgûl is destroyed follow by his queen, Jadis. Evil still lives onward and we'll all be there when it's happen.

"May I have this dance?" a voice said from behind. I smile knowing who it belongs to. Turning around to face it owner with a Bow.

"If you wish your majesty. However, there seemed to be a problem," I said eyeing the sling my arm was in.

Peter chuckled nervously to realize this situation of the offense. He smiled anyway and offered his hand and lead us the center of the ball room. We shared one hand while his other placed over my waist while a waltz was played. A Narnia song called "Butterfly"; it was a folk dance similar to the country one. Though I couldn't help but find it hilarious of Peter trying to not step on my toes while taking the lead. A city boy and country girl people would say. It felt magical dancing with Peter compared to previous suitor from England or my past life. To feel comforting warmth, sensing his presence that made me feel protected. I know its rash to think so suddenly, but will let fate decide. I sighed in contempt, listening to the rhythm. Once the song ended, Peter led us outside into the rose cover balcony, sitting down on a stone benched watch the twilight sky.

"Vanima." Peter breathed.

"You paid attention." I murmured plucking a rose and sniffed it rich fragrances.

"Gwen?" Peter spoke which I turned to face him. "Would you like to go on our date tomorrow, just exploring the kingdom?"

I pecked his cheek making him fluster. "Still fast as ever, your majesty."

"So that would be a no?" Peter said disappointment.

I chuckled. "I didn't say that. I would be flattered to attend a day with you, Peter. But let's be friends first. We don't want those cliché stories now do we?"

Peter chuckled from the joke. "Guess you are right. Doesn't mean, I don't fancy you?"

"The same on my depart Peter," I agreed.

We looked into the stars seeing familiar constellation. I remembered my young human life with Professor Kirkes. How we always watch the stars making silly stories and mythology. It's ashamed that I wouldn't see him for quiet sometimes that it made me sad. Though, I'll see him again in the late future in Aslan Country. I sighed and started to sing:

"Immen dúath caeda
Shadow lies between us

Sui tollech, tami gwannathach omen
as you came, so you shall leave from us

Lû ah alagos gwinnatha bainh
time and storm shall scatter all things

Boe naer gwannathach, annant uich ben-estel
sorrowing you must go, and yet you are not without hope

An uich gwennen na ringyrn e-mbar han*
For you are not bound to the circles of this world.

Uich gwennen na 'wanath ah na dhín.
You are not bound to loss and silence.

Boe naid bain gwannathar,
All things must pass away,

Boe cuil ban firitha.
All life is doomed to fade…"

"What does that mean?" Peter asked.

I smile sadly and got up. "Better learn the language then."

"Oh come on Gwen, you can tell me," Peter whined.

I shook my head no and kissed him on the cheek. We head back and dance some more. After Peter I dance with Chronos, Orieus, Edmund, Mr. Tumnus and other party member till midnight. Dancing the night away. For it was the first day of a new era.

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So this where I go creative but what should I do next for Gwen and Peter? Or should I do a time skip of Five years later? Tell your ideas I'll give three to five days before posting since I need a break from typing.

The songs and poems used in this chapter.

May it Be – Celtic woman

The Voice – Celtic woman

Riddle of Strider and Arwen song by the lord of the rings.

Silent wolf singer