I was one bad girl….you get that way growin' up where I did … poor side of town, back alleys & dark streets. It was just another weekend brawl when it happened to me. The sirens were closin' in as I took the money from my client. I thrust the drugs in his hands and took to my heels. I ran & ran until I grew dizzy with runnin'. I stumbled over a few loose stones and fell. I do not remember anything from there. When I got up, I found myself in a well-decorated room. A small but beautiful vase with gorgeous white roses stood on a table. Next to it lay a card. I took it and read it out loud "Get well soon" when the door clicked open. I quickly scrambled on to my bed. There were two voices. "Where did you find her, Your Majesty?" a squeaky voice said, placing his hand on my forehead. "On a clump of mint leaves, doctor." another voice said. I opened an eye when the other voice spoke to me. "Oh! You're awake….how do you feel?" he said. "Uggghhh….just a little headache, Your Majesty" I said. "Don't worry dear, just drink this…you'll be fine soon." The doctor said. As I got up to drink the medicine, I nearly got the shock of my life. I was staring at a dwarf. "I see you're not from Narnia, looking at the way you stare at me, my lady" said the doctor. "Oh! I'm so sorry...but I've never heard of this Narnia....I'm from England you see...Narnia is not in any geography books I've ever read." I said."Well, if you are not tired, I can show you around the castle....Miss...?Oh! By the way..I'm Edmund Pevensie, ruler under the high king and brother, Peter Pevensie." The king said."Oh! I'm Tzhora Pieterson" I said, turning pink."It's nice to meet you. And yes, I would like a tour, your majesty."