"Shouldn't they be using wooden swords? Mightn't they be harmed?" worried Celer, voicing the concern of almost every officer assembled.
Oreius said nothing in return, knowing Fauns tended to brood over imagined possibilities, and withheld his judg
The Conscience of the King
My thanks to Elexandros and Almyra for their assistance with this story.
Disclaimer: To my disappointment, I own none of these characters.
"What in Aslan's name are they doing, Oreius?"
"Apparently it's a game from the land of
They Also Serve
This story is a companion to and parallels my last story, "Into the West," as told from Edmund's point of view. It probably won't make a whole lot of sense without reading "Into the West" first since this starts up the day Peter departs Ca
The following story is a companion to "They Also Serve," set toward the end of the story. All credit for the idea behind it belongs to acacia59601, who wrote:
I just wanted to make a request. Is it possible for you to do a quick one shot on Ore