A Friendship Lost?
After Alastríona taught me archery, I never saw her again.
I still sometimes wonder whatever happened to her?

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A Friendship Lost?
After Alastríona taught me archery, I never saw her again.
I still sometimes wonder whatever happened to her?
A Chance Friendship
@tfgnarnialuca
Alastríona had been on her way back from the forests, hare in hand, when she happened upon a young boy standing by the road. He couldn’t be much older than thirteen, she thought to herself. Why was he by himself? Cautiously, she approached him.
“Hello,” she greeted him with a smile. “Are you alright?”
“Oh, hi. I’m alright,” I told the lady. “I’m Luca of Galma. I’ve never been here to the mainland before, so I was just exploring.”
Dad and I had been visiting Cair Paravel for the past few weeks for meetings with the Pevensies and the other Lords of the Eastern Isles.
Even though I’m supposed to be the next in line for my dad’s position, I keep getting bored with following him to the negotiations.
“Galma, huh?” she asked. “That’s quite a ways from here. Is it nice there? I’ve never been, only heard the stories.”
“It’s not too far. I mean, it’s the closest of the Eastern Isles,” I said. “We’d been an independent nation when the Pevensies’ first ruled, and things were friendly between my island and Narnia. Then we’d joined Narnia under King Miraz, mostly out of fear. Things got better once Caspian X took over. Now my dad is here, along with the other Lords of the Eastern Isles, to renegotiate things with the Pevensies and Narnia. All the political stuff is boring.
“I especially enjoy exploring the sea caves there. I have a secret hideout in one, even though it’s a bit hard to get into.
“Oh, and did you know that the Dawn Treader was built there?”
Alastríona chuckled.
“It seems you have quite talent for oration,” she teased. “It seems you had a speech prepared.”
“Not really. I just have to keep that sort of thing about our history memorized because I’m supposed to have to take over for my dad one day. I don’t really want to be in charge of anything. What about you? What are you doing out here?”
The huntress raised her right hand, showing him the rather large grey hare she had caught.
“Merely bringing home supper for myself,” she said. “This should tide me over for a bit.” Suddenly aware of her lowly position despite her seniority, Alastríona gave a curtsy.
“Oh, cool! Do you think you could show me how to do that sometime?” I asked.
She giggled at the boy’s eagerness. It reminded her so much of her younger self.
“Of course, my lord,” she replies, her dark eyes sparkling. “But be warned: it does take patience.”
“If my dad asks, I’ll tell him I’m learning patience. He always says I need it, if I’m going to rule after him.”
Alastríona grins.
“That sounds good to me,” she replies as they set off. “I shall have to find you a bow though. Perhaps you can use one of my brothers’. It might be a bit heavy but you’ll get used to it.”
My wrist was beat up after the first lesson, since Alastríona didn’t have any wrist guards to fit me. And I’d given myself a headache from hitting myself in the head with the bow repeatedly.
And I may’ve broken a few bowstrings. And lost a few arrows.
A Chance Friendship
@tfgnarnialuca
Alastríona had been on her way back from the forests, hare in hand, when she happened upon a young boy standing by the road. He couldn’t be much older than thirteen, she thought to herself. Why was he by himself? Cautiously, she approached him.
“Hello,” she greeted him with a smile. “Are you alright?”
“Oh, hi. I’m alright,” I told the lady. “I’m Luca of Galma. I’ve never been here to the mainland before, so I was just exploring.”
Dad and I had been visiting Cair Paravel for the past few weeks for meetings with the Pevensies and the other Lords of the Eastern Isles.
Even though I’m supposed to be the next in line for my dad’s position, I keep getting bored with following him to the negotiations.
“Galma, huh?” she asked. “That’s quite a ways from here. Is it nice there? I’ve never been, only heard the stories.”
“It’s not too far. I mean, it’s the closest of the Eastern Isles,” I said. “We’d been an independent nation when the Pevensies’ first ruled, and things were friendly between my island and Narnia. Then we’d joined Narnia under King Miraz, mostly out of fear. Things got better once Caspian X took over. Now my dad is here, along with the other Lords of the Eastern Isles, to renegotiate things with the Pevensies and Narnia. All the political stuff is boring.
“I especially enjoy exploring the sea caves there. I have a secret hideout in one, even though it’s a bit hard to get into.
“Oh, and did you know that the Dawn Treader was built there?”
Alastríona chuckled.
“It seems you have quite talent for oration,” she teased. “It seems you had a speech prepared.”
“Not really. I just have to keep that sort of thing about our history memorized because I’m supposed to have to take over for my dad one day. I don’t really want to be in charge of anything. What about you? What are you doing out here?”
The huntress raised her right hand, showing him the rather large grey hare she had caught.
“Merely bringing home supper for myself,” she said. “This should tide me over for a bit.” Suddenly aware of her lowly position despite her seniority, Alastríona gave a curtsy.
“Oh, cool! Do you think you could show me how to do that sometime?” I asked.
She giggled at the boy’s eagerness. It reminded her so much of her younger self.
“Of course, my lord,” she replies, her dark eyes sparkling. “But be warned: it does take patience.”
“If my dad asks, I’ll tell him I’m learning patience. He always says I need it, if I’m going to rule after him.”
A Chance Friendship
@tfgnarnialuca
Alastríona had been on her way back from the forests, hare in hand, when she happened upon a young boy standing by the road. He couldn’t be much older than thirteen, she thought to herself. Why was he by himself? Cautiously, she approached him.
“Hello,” she greeted him with a smile. “Are you alright?”
“Oh, hi. I’m alright,” I told the lady. “I’m Luca of Galma. I’ve never been here to the mainland before, so I was just exploring.”
Dad and I had been visiting Cair Paravel for the past few weeks for meetings with the Pevensies and the other Lords of the Eastern Isles.
Even though I’m supposed to be the next in line for my dad’s position, I keep getting bored with following him to the negotiations.
“Galma, huh?” she asked. “That’s quite a ways from here. Is it nice there? I’ve never been, only heard the stories.”
“It’s not too far. I mean, it’s the closest of the Eastern Isles,” I said. “We’d been an independent nation when the Pevensies’ first ruled, and things were friendly between my island and Narnia. Then we’d joined Narnia under King Miraz, mostly out of fear. Things got better once Caspian X took over. Now my dad is here, along with the other Lords of the Eastern Isles, to renegotiate things with the Pevensies and Narnia. All the political stuff is boring.
“I especially enjoy exploring the sea caves there. I have a secret hideout in one, even though it’s a bit hard to get into.
“Oh, and did you know that the Dawn Treader was built there?”
Alastríona chuckled.
“It seems you have quite talent for oration,” she teased. “It seems you had a speech prepared.”
“Not really. I just have to keep that sort of thing about our history memorized because I’m supposed to have to take over for my dad one day. I don’t really want to be in charge of anything. What about you? What are you doing out here?”
The huntress raised her right hand, showing him the rather large grey hare she had caught.
“Merely bringing home supper for myself,” she said. “This should tide me over for a bit.” Suddenly aware of her lowly position despite her seniority, Alastríona gave a curtsy.
“Oh, cool! Do you think you could show me how to do that sometime?” I asked.
A Chance Friendship
@tfgnarnialuca
Alastríona had been on her way back from the forests, hare in hand, when she happened upon a young boy standing by the road. He couldn’t be much older than thirteen, she thought to herself. Why was he by himself? Cautiously, she approached him.
“Hello,” she greeted him with a smile. “Are you alright?”
“Oh, hi. I’m alright,” I told the lady. “I’m Luca of Galma. I’ve never been here to the mainland before, so I was just exploring.”
Dad and I had been visiting Cair Paravel for the past few weeks for meetings with the Pevensies and the other Lords of the Eastern Isles.
Even though I’m supposed to be the next in line for my dad’s position, I keep getting bored with following him to the negotiations.
“Galma, huh?” she asked. “That’s quite a ways from here. Is it nice there? I’ve never been, only heard the stories.”
“It’s not too far. I mean, it’s the closest of the Eastern Isles,” I said. “We’d been an independent nation when the Pevensies’ first ruled, and things were friendly between my island and Narnia. Then we’d joined Narnia under King Miraz, mostly out of fear. Things got better once Caspian X took over. Now my dad is here, along with the other Lords of the Eastern Isles, to renegotiate things with the Pevensies and Narnia. All the political stuff is boring.
“I especially enjoy exploring the sea caves there. I have a secret hideout in one, even though it’s a bit hard to get into.
“Oh, and did you know that the Dawn Treader was built there?”
Alastríona chuckled.
“It seems you have quite talent for oration,” she teased. “It seems you had a speech prepared.”
“Not really. I just have to keep that sort of thing about our history memorized because I’m supposed to have to take over for my dad one day. I don’t really want to be in charge of anything. What about you? What are you doing out here?”
A Chance Friendship
@tfgnarnialuca
Alastríona had been on her way back from the forests, hare in hand, when she happened upon a young boy standing by the road. He couldn’t be much older than thirteen, she thought to herself. Why was he by himself? Cautiously, she approached him.
“Hello,” she greeted him with a smile. “Are you alright?”
“Oh, hi. I’m alright,” I told the lady. “I’m Luca of Galma. I’ve never been here to the mainland before, so I was just exploring.”
Dad and I had been visiting Cair Paravel for the past few weeks for meetings with the Pevensies and the other Lords of the Eastern Isles.
Even though I’m supposed to be the next in line for my dad’s position, I keep getting bored with following him to the negotiations.
“Galma, huh?” she asked. “That’s quite a ways from here. Is it nice there? I’ve never been, only heard the stories.”
“It’s not too far. I mean, it’s the closest of the Eastern Isles,” I said. “We’d been an independent nation when the Pevensies’ first ruled, and things were friendly between my island and Narnia. Then we’d joined Narnia under King Miraz, mostly out of fear. Things got better once Caspian X took over. Now my dad is here, along with the other Lords of the Eastern Isles, to renegotiate things with the Pevensies and Narnia. All the political stuff is boring.
“I especially enjoy exploring the sea caves there. I have a secret hideout in one, even though it’s a bit hard to get into.
“Oh, and did you know that the Dawn Treader was built there?”
A Chance Friendship
@tfgnarnialuca
Alastríona had been on her way back from the forests, hare in hand, when she happened upon a young boy standing by the road. He couldn’t be much older than thirteen, she thought to herself. Why was he by himself? Cautiously, she approached him.
“Hello,” she greeted him with a smile. “Are you alright?”
“Oh, hi. I’m alright,” I told the lady. “I’m Luca of Galma. I’ve never been here to the mainland before, so I was just exploring.”
Dad and I had been visiting Cair Paravel for the past few weeks for meetings with the Pevensies and the other Lords of the Eastern Isles.
Even though I’m supposed to be the next in line for my dad’s position, I keep getting bored with following him to the negotiations.
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Luca is the son of Samaranth, the current Lord of Galma. He never knew his mother, since she died giving birth to him; he considers himself to be an only child, since his older siblings (as well as a possible twin) all died as infants.
Although he tries to be serious in the times he has to learn to be the next Lord of Galma, he does have some trouble. His creativity, in addition to his mischievous nature and fiery spirit, tend to make him more like his hero, Prince Corin of Archenland.