The looks he gave her sometimes made Lucy's heart flutter. She knew that it would be impossible for them to share anything besides friendship--after all, they'd known each other since she was only a child! But often she couldn't help but get goosebumps when their hands brushed as he handed her a teacup, or when he helped her over a particularly high log on their walks...or even when he just looked at her and smiled, and put her hair straight. Couldn't she feel this way? Couldn't she love him as more than a friend? It confused her to no end. Everything Tumnus did seemed to stir new feelings in Lucy.

"Lucy? . . . Lucy!" Mrs.Beaver called impatiently. Lucy seemed to be in another world, staring out the window. Today was Lucy's History lesson on Narnia. Normally she would have been extremely interested, but today she seemed distant . . . preoccupied with other thoughts. She could not stop thinking about the unusual feelings Tumnus opened in her heart. Not to mention the fact that she was coming of age and would have to pick a suitor soon. Susan had been bringing by suitor after suitor to meet her, and Lucy was getting overwhelmed.

"Who is he, dear?" Mrs.Beaver inquired.
This caught Lucy by surprise. She lied as best as she could "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." "Come now, no need to be shy. Who is this mystery man? He must be special if he can distract you from your favorite subject of Narnian History." This brought a smile to Lucy's face.
"Yes, He is special"
"Well, for now you need to get your head out of the clouds, and back down to Narnia. This is some very important material I'm covering today, and you need to know these things as a queen." she scolded.

They continued with her schooling after Lucy promised to try her best to stay on task. They soon moved from history to Science. This was slightly more hands on which gave Lucy less time to think about Tumnus. She forgot about her troubles for awhile, and before she knew it, it was time for her to be heading to Tumnus' cave for her daily 11 o'clock tea time. she very much enjoyed this time of day. It was a time where she could be herself and forget about being a proper queen.

She walked through the forest briskly in the direction of Tumnus' cave. Once again she was in la-la-land thinking about everything going on. The new unexplainable feelings towards Tumnus, the suitors, not to mention Mrs.Beaver was giving out some tests soon on the subjects they had covered recently, and she hadn't been paying attension to the material much at all lately. This worried her. She new that Peter would be very disappointed in her if she did poorly. He had always had such high expectations of everyone since they came to Narnia.

Lucy then noticed something strange. She had the odd feeling like someone was watching her. Something rustled in a bush a few yards away. She stopped dead. She sat there breathing hard for a few moments, then came to her senses. She figured it was probably a wood nymph that was watching her (they tend to be very curious) and it could have been any woodland creature in the bush! She laughed it off and started walking again, although now a little jumpy.

Suddenly she heard a twig snap to her right. She whirled in that direction, just in time to see a club coming at her in the hands of a Minotaur. She let out a cry of pain as the club impacted with her skull, and everything went black.