Narnia itself was once a peaceful realm filled with talking animals, fauns, Giants and dwarves that is now under a cursed eternal winter by the villainous White Witch.
but with the help of the Sons of Adam and Daughters of eve, they can help the Da...
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A/N: ❗this Chapter contains triggering themes please don't read if it makes you uncomfortable. ❗
Backstory: Beatrice Baynes was born into a low-income family in Chicago. She had three other siblings who were treated like children supposed to be treated; with love and discipline. Unfortunately, Beatrice did not receive the same love.
Beatrice's family despised her for some reason. She was abused and beaten almost every day, and she was yelled at for the smallest things. She was a shadow of her own family, and to make matters worse her step-father got extra friendly with her at night time. And no one did anything to help her. Despite the fact that they were aware of what was going on.
One day two men arrived, men whom she's never seen before, but one did look vaguely familiar. Beatrice didn't want to get in the way, so she went into her room and climbed out her window like she usually did. There was only one door in the house, and that was in the kitchen.
She sat on the ground with her journal, and decided to write down her thoughts, problems. It was the only thing that kept her at peace, also drawing and painting. Beatrice thought she was a fantastic painter and aspired to one day have her works displayed in an art gallery.
The threatening voice of her step-father drew her attention away from her thoughts. She quickly returned inside and hid her journal under the bed. And then dashed into the kitchen.
She quickly wiped her pants and walked over to the table where the men were sitting and her mother at the stove cooking dinner. "You wanted to see me?" She asked quietly, but clearly enough for him to hear. He snatched her wrist and dragged her to the seat beside him, kissing the side of her head and smiling.
It took everything in Beatrice not to move away from the repulsive man, so she simply returned a small smile. Her Mother brought over plates of food and placed them in front of them. Beatrice was never allowed to eat at the table; she was always sent her to room for dinner.
So whatever was going on right now wasn't good.
It rang in her ears as she stared into space. "You will marry Mr. Knightley's son, Joseph." Her Mother had said. And she couldn't believe it. The nervous chuckles drew back, and she looked at her mother as if she were insane. She took alot of things in this house that no human should have take.
But for her mother her own mother, or should she even call her that? The woman who allowed her husband to touch her every night, the woman who beat her for no reason, and the woman who made her feel so insignificant, she couldn't even stand to look at herself in the mirror. Sits in her face and tells her she's being offered away, as if she was a cheap piece of clothing.
