CHAPTER SIXTEEN

                                    

                                          
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This is the real High Queen Hera.
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AS they walk, Caspian and Peter walking in lead as they talk and Hera, who was riding at Glenstorm's back, was walking not too far listening to Caspian thorough explanation about the situation. 
following them were Edmund and Susan then not far away was the rest. 
"You know, You are the only one who's not walking" Edmund pointed. Hera raised her eyebrows at the boy and smirked at him.
"No one complained. You don't mind do you, glenstorm?" Hera asked.
"I do not, Your Majesty" the Centaur answered making hera smirked at Edmund widely. Susan just sighed at the two. Edmund just make faces and Hera followed just to annoy him more.
"oh both of you stop it. I swear Lucy acts more mature than both of you" said Susan. the two looked at her and put out their tongue at her.
"so?... what are they like?" Trufflehunter eagerly asked Trumpkin.
"Malcontents, complainers, stubborn as mules in the morning." Trumpkin complained. Trufflehunter hummed.
"So you like them, then" Nikabrik stated. Trumpkin was muted for awhile before answering his friend.
"... Well enough" making Repicheep and Lucy smiled at the statement of the dwarf.
when they arrived, on the vast meadow, Lucy and Hera Gasped as they continue to move forward to a huge mountain and a ruins. Centaurs lined up at each side of the entrance making Hera smiled. 
they pulled out their swords and raised it above to make a way. 
"just like before..." Hera whispered and in a moment, in just a second. She felt like she was back the days of the coronation, the majestic trumpets and cheers of the people. 
with a smile, and her chin was raised she stepped first followed by Peter, Susan, Lucy and Edmund. Caspian gazed at their backs, these are the Kings and Queens of Old, in the flesh. his gaze went then to Hera's back. It was straight, just like how her aunt was walking, but it wasn't as stiff as her. 
Hera's back were straight, but with pride and confidence mixed with elegance of her stride, like a real Queen. he blinks and sighed softly before following them inside. 
a small centaur, who had his wand raised lowly, was in a daze looking at Lucy, jolted when his father raised his arms causing Lucy to giggle and Hera to smile softly at the boy. 
they entered the how and Susan, Edmund and Lucy walked around to see if they could help someone while Peter and Hera stayed with Caspian to see where the soldiers are. they saw some soldiers hammering they swords and the others were lifting metals. they looked around and saw that everyone was diligent to their work.
"It may not be what you are used to, but it is defensible" said Caspian.
"Peter" Called Susan. all of their heads turned to her. 
"You may want to see this" she said. Hera and Peter looked at each other before walking to Susan. 
peter took a torch and and saw Lucy and Edmund looking at the walls. 
"what is it?" asked Hera and looked at the walls and and some paintings. Hera looked around and saw a drawing that made her halt. she walked near it and softly touched it. 
the drawing was a woman, with a nice red dress, and a centaur kneeling accepting her blessing. 
"Orion..." she muttered.