A sort of author's note:

Hey! Just wanted to say that many things came from my mind and are probably not canon (isn't every fanfiction that way?) and many impressions of second characters are based on the movie so please don't hate me. It was all in good fun.

Also, everyone is a bit older than they are in the movie. We could say that Edmund's age goes from 18—up to, let's say 22? There are no specifications regarding this, so you can imagine whatever you like best.

Well, this story was inspired by several songs: Mainly, Space Dementia by Muse, and Bones by Ms Mr. In case you are interested.

Anyway, go on my dearies and read and reviews would be very much appreciated!

And of course, I own nothing of The Chronicles of Narnia and its universe but my OC.

Chapter 1

Midnight Hours

"They out-number us. But if we—"Caspian commenced, talking to Peter, but he interrupted.

"If the Telmarines are out here that means no one is taking care of their castle."

"What are you suggesting? Nobody has ever taken the castle. We have the advantage here."

"We are surrounded, it's best to attack them precisely where they don't expect us. We have a better chance there." Peter retorted, and Caspian nodded, knowing that the High-King had more experience than he. Caspian still did not think it to be a good idea.

"Both ideas are ridiculous." Edmund said, every head turning to him. "But, Peter's is the best. If the Telmarines are smart enough they will starve us out." Peter turned to Caspian, looking at him with a bit of superiority and anger in his eyes.

"However," Edmund continued, "it would be even madder to come storming in without knowing what we're doing." at this, Caspian's eyebrow's furrowed, and when he looked up at Edmund, he spoke.

"Someone needs to see how the guards operate, to see which flank is better to attack." Edmund said and Caspian nodded.

"Do you remember any of this, Caspian?" Susan asked.

"Unfortunately, I don't. I never concerned myself with those matters."

"Then somebody needs to go." Edmund looked at Peter, and Caspian.

"I'll go." said Caspian, thinking about the people he left behind; his professor, his sister.

"No, it's best if you don't. They're looking for you and if they catch you, they'll kill you on the spot." Susan said.

"Then who?" Caspian asked her, staring into her eyes, their infatuation evident.

"Edmund will." Peter said making Edmund raise his head in surprise.

Peter shot him a fierce look that dared him not to decline. Edmund looked at Caspian for confirmation and upon getting a small nod as a response he went that same night to the castle, blending with the shadows.

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She woke again form that hideous dream. She had seen her brother again, wounded, lost forever in the midst of the woods that the Telmarines did not dare enter. She feared Caspian was dead, especially when she did not get the chance to say goodbye.

Her breathing was unsteady, her clothes damp on her skin. She wanted to believe that everything was going to be right soon, that Caspian would come back and Miraz would not be on his tail, but in that small room, with little space to breathe properly it all seemed to be a foolish hope.

Without a second thought, she stood up and left her chamber in search of fresh air. The castle was deathly quiet as she slipped past her door. She prayed not to encounter anyone on the way and let the tears fall down her eyes, tears of frustration and sadness.

Thankfully, she did not hear the rubble of guards pacing up and down in the halls; she did not hear nocturnal birds. It seemed she was alone, just as she had wanted.

As she kept on walking, inhaling the cold air into her lungs, thinking of a way of regaining her strength, she heard ever-so subtle slither of a sword out of its sheath. She stood frightened for a second, waiting before silence returned to the corridors to resume her walk.

A thump there, hurried steps here. The possibility of a haunting assaulted her and almost made her stop in her tracks, but a distraction would have suited her, she decided, forgetting everything for a moment.

She approached the source of the noise: the servant's staircase. She waited for another noise as she kept concealed in the shadows. Her confirmation was rushed footsteps coming up. She stood backwards on instinct, fearing for a moment she would be discovered. She pressed her back against the wall, keeping still.

She felt her nightgown elevate slightly from her legs and she held her breath. She awaited a few seconds until everything was silent once more and peeked inside the spiral staircase to see if it was empty.

When she tried to walk on, she felt something cold on her neck. She looked to her right, and found a man with piercing brown eyes staring down at her with a furrowed brow. She could see the drops of sweat and flushed cheeks on his pale skin.

Until he realized she was not a threat, he withdrew the sword to precede his route up stairs, as if she had never been there.

It was clear he was an intruder, and for a moment she wondered if he had something to do with the insanity of Caspian's disappearance. She turned around in the search for guards desperately, but none were near. She decided to take justice into her hands and followed him up in a bit silly courage.

She tried, or rather hoped, her footsteps were not heard by him. But he was much quicker than her. He was at the top of the tower in less than a few seconds, while she was still a few steps away. She hurried only to find him standing there, just staring.

This time, she was able to take him in fully. He was tall, at least taller than her, had the sword sheathed on his hip, a knife drawn out on his hand, heavy breathing making the golden lion engraved in his chest rise up and down, as his eyes searched hungrily his surroundings.

"Are you armed?" his breathing was much slower when he said those words, but he pronounced them carefully and in an accent she did not recognize.

At her silence a smirk pressed in his lips. Well, of course she was not going to be armed, it was quite obvious that she was not carrying any weapons; she was barefoot for Aslan's sake!

He couldn't help his eyes traveling subtly up her figure, making him notice that the recently rained surface made her cold. He scolded himself for taking in that view, without being his intentions in the first place.

The girl was frozen in the spot, trying to think of something to say.

"What business do you have here?" she asked, fear showing in her voice.

"Nothing that concerns you." At that, she said nothing.

She did realize how unflattering and how vulnerable she must have looked at that moment, trying to play the hero with her hair all messed and tangled, dressed in a semi-transparent night gown.

She thought about shouting, calling for a guard, anything for him to be caught by Telmarine forces in that moment. But the words did not escape her mouth fast enough.

As if reading her thoughts, he knew it was time to escape. He turned his back and approached the edge of the tower. He was able to hear her feet move along the puddles of the floor.

"You haven't seen anything." he said, truly hoping the girl would not come to any harm on his behalf, as he placed himself at the edge of the turret.

He watched her stunned face one last time before he had one foot dangling in the air. This time she did shout, thinking the man was going to kill himself.

The last thing he heard was her gasp before he fell into the back of the griffin and immediately flew away from the Telmarine castle, not sparing a moment to look back at the confused maiden.

Not less than a second later, a guard attended her scream and found her bending dangerously over the edge of the watchtower. The guard took her by the waist, careful not to touch her in any inappropriate way as he glanced down too. He did not see anything but heard a bird chirping at the top of his head. Both turned their heads upwards to find the paws of the beast almost hitting them in their heads.

While she was still astounded by the whole thing, the guard wasted no time and called for reinforcements, that started by throwing a storm of arrows at the creature and its rider. Guards proceeded to take the lady back into the castle. The best she could do was watch from the sleek windows; she heard the castle awaken at once, everyone going up in madness, as she just heard one last screech from the creature before it got away.

Hi again. I just wanted to say I'm sorry the chapter is short, but it's the introduction, so it didn't have to be that long...hopefully the upcoming chapters will be longer.

Until next time :)