Prince Caspian Roleplaying II

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"Father Christmas, um... I've got a bit of an idea for what I might like...um... if there such thing as a bag of never ending sparkling glitter that when someones in trouble I get a bit of dust tell it who's in trouble and it grows into an animal that goes and protects/helps the person/people who are in trouble???" Lucy was panting so hard by this time as she didn't take a breath through her whole question.
 
Kris laid on Edmund's lap " Ed do you think we well ever find them again?," she asked, not looking at him because was cry she didn't want anyone to see her cry.
 
- OOHOHOHO!! - Father Christmas laughed, and took a red, shiny, small, beautiful bag from his own. - Is this what you want? - He gave it to her and smiled. - Only a queen can ask for other's sakes. You're truly a faithful queen of Narnia. Now and then, always and forever. And now, I have to leave. I have a long journey, and inagotable work for me. Long live Aslan!!! - He got up his sledge. - And merry christmas!! -


Edmund: Yes, I hope so... Kris... please... don't be like this. It hurts me worse. I miss them pretty bad too. But now that we got all the weapons we needed, we're off to aslan's How tomorrow. I think... No, Kris, I promise you we'll see them again. -
He thought about his siblings... Peter, probably sleeping and snoring. Lucy, annoyed by peter's sounds. He grinned. Then, Emma and the red on her cheeks because of Caspian. It was a pity Caspian didn't notice it. But then, he felt very lucky Kris was with him. And she made him feel stronger.
 
" I hope you are right Ed," she told him, looking at him this time " After this I don't want to go back," she told him, kissing him on the cheek " I mean in a war," she told him, laying her head on his shoulder.
 
Lucy was considering now of asking father christmas of peter not snoring anymore. She couldnt stop feeling proud of how Father Christmas said she was a faithful queen of Narnia. Lucy fell asleep finally (it was quite hard with Peters snoring) while fingering the red velvet bag.
Lucy sighed and then said "I wish this material was my pillow its... so... soft..." By that time Lucy was asleep dreaming the most wonderful dream about mermaids and fairies like most little girls fantasize about.
 
Oooohhh, okay, Mrs. Long - He replied, smiling. - But I'll disagree, for I love fighting for my Land, my home. My Narnia. - He kissed her back in the cheek. - Kris... Of course I'm right! I'malways right! How many times I'll have to remind you of it! I see sun's up and we didn't sleep too much... bother! At any rate, we have to go. Come, let's call Su. -
 
Peter walked along Ellie. They had gone to the River, to get water for the long Journey back to Aslan's How. IN that walk, he knew very much about her and her family. He even allowed himself to admit he liked her, but he had to focuss in Narnia.
We'll have lot of time to be together later. He told himself. But I enjoy anytime we talk.
He walked up to Lucy.
- Come, lu. - He called her. - Wake up, hon. We have to go.
 
She laughed " Some time you not," she told him, locking her fingers with his " But you right I guess we find them," she told him, with a weak smile.
 
Emma woke up with the delicious smell of the nearest tree. It was a beautiful tree - lady with beautiful flowers. She bowed and left. Emma stared at Caitlin, who slept peacefully. She reminded Emma of Lucy. How much she missed her! She missed everyone for real. But she needed Peter's hand on her shoulder, asking her for a battle. Or just to hear Edmund's and Kris' voices fighting... like she thought she was hearing now... like she... was hearing...
This way, Kris!!
I know the woods better than you, Edmund!
- Edmund? - She called, hopeful in the wood. She was sure she had heard him. Then, Caspian appeared, while the sun shone on his face. She stood astounded for a while, forgetting about everything.
 
Kris pulled him with her " Oh, come on lets go!," she told him.

Caspian smiled at her then bowed " Are you lost?," he asked.
 
She reacted.
- Oh, no... - She turned around so he couldn't see her blushing. - No, not at all, I'm just... listening. I think... - This time she turned around to see him, her half half closed. - I think I've heard... someone. -
She walked close to him, but looking beyond, where the voices came from.
- You were not talking, right, Prince?
 
" No, I wasn't," he told her, putting his hands on her arms " Were did you hear them?," he asked " And place call me Caspian," he told her, with a smile.

" Edmund!," she yelled, still pulling him with her.
 
- Hush, kris! - He said, with his eyes wide opened. They stood quiet for a while.
- I think i heard voices - Susan said, getting near Edmund.
- You think it's the telmarines? - He asked them.

Emma: Oh... well, Caspian - She gently took his hands off her arms, for she would get into a shock. - I heard them... there... - She pointed a few bushes and trees... - It was like... like my brother's voice. -
But then, they heard nothing. (There's when edmund stood quiet, hushing Kris)
- Maybe it's just my head - She rolled her eyes. - I miss him so much.
 
" I hear it to I don't know want me to go looks?," she asked, still holding Edmund's arm.

" Hm I don't know," he told her, looking around " Stay right here," he told her, pulling out his sword.
 
She drew out her sword too.
- If you're going, Caspian, I'll go too. - She said really convinced. He stared at her surprised. - Two swords are better than one, even tho I believe it might be my brother.
 
Emma: Wait... who's staying with Kathleen? - She said, worry someone might steal her. Kathleen seemed to wake up a little bit.

- Come, girls - Edmund said, drawing his sword. - We have to finish this anxiety. -
And they walked through the bushes.
 
Emma opened her eyes widely when the beautiful Dryad came in all of a sudden.
- Ac... Acacia!! - Tears rolled down her cheeks easily as she ran to hold her dear friend. - Acacia, where've you been?

- Wait - Edmund said. - I think it's coming that way... behind those other bushes. Susan, your bow and arrow ready. Kris, draw your sword.
 
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