𝘃𝗶𝗶𝗶.
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Evangeline stands in her childhood bedroom as she looks at herself in the mirror. Her hair is a mess, her dress is just ruined with dirt, blood and rips, and her hands, stained from both her own and that of Telmarine soldiers' blood. She quickly makes her way to wash herself up as she has to speak Aslan. She can't believe she didn't think of it before at the river.
"Lady Evangeline." The lion greets the freshly cleaned girl.
"Your majesty." She bows.
"How can I help you?" He asks.
"I was wondering, if... Glozelle, he was one of my father's men, is alright?" She questions.
"Yes, he is. Why?"
"I was wondering, if it would be possible, to have him pardoned and for him to work as my right-hand man for when Caspian is King?" Evangeline inquires hopefully.
"I would have no problem forgiving him, but as for Prince Caspian, you would need to speak to him, and maybe even the Kings and Queens of old," Aslan suggests.
"Thank you." Evangeline bows again heading off to find Caspian.
In the Throne Room, Caspian stands with Queen Susan, talking and laughing about his upcoming coronation. Evangeline smiles at the two teens, thankful she might be able to kill two birds with one stone. She bows to them both and stands in front of them.
"Good evening, I was wondering if I could ask for a favour?" Evangeline questions.
"What is it?" Caspian says.
"I want Glozelle to be my right-hand man, and potentially have him pardoned." Evangeline looks strongly between the two.
"But he was on your father's side." Susan reminds her.
"I know, but he is a good man, and I trust him." Evangeline states.
"Glozelle didn't kill me when he had the chance, but I'm not sure his pardoning lies with me," Caspian admits.
"Aslan said I need to speak to you and maybe even the King's and Queen's of old." Evangeline tells them.
"Susan? What do you think?" Caspian looks at the oldest Pevensie girl.
"If you do not feel like you can make a decision based on the bias I will have no problem making it after I hear Evangeline out." Susan smiles at the girl.
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FanfictionEvangeline, first born and daughter of Miraz, has always been annoyed by her older cousin Caspian's fairytales of an old Narnia. "They aren't real Casp!" She would tell him. "You're wrong, and you will see one day." ...