Disclaimer: The Chronicles of Narnia belong to C.S. Lewis, not me or am I making any profit with this story. I only own Alexandra and her friends/family or any other character you don't recognize.

"Nina, wait, stop." The brunette said mentally once she noticed her guard go into her defensive mode.

"What's wrong Alex?" The white tigress said still defensive, but only to protect her mistress and not to attack.

"Look at their emblems." She said putting her hands up as she had been instructed by the men and magical creatures that stood all around her. In the meantime, Ninarika noticed the particular feature pointed out by the young woman and relaxed, but only a little bit.

"They're part of the guard." Alexandra commented, much too calm for the situation they found themselves in.

"Yeah, I noticed...But who's guard?" The tigress asked, eyeing each individual who was present, seizing the threat they all represented.

"Only one way to know..." The brunette lowered her hands, making the men surrounding them return to their defensive positions. "I am not looking forward damaging any of you, and neither is my friend Ninarika, not unless it's necessary." She said, but none of the men backed down. They were trained for these situations. "I would very much like to know who do you specifically answer to, as I've previously seen the emblem with the Great Lion on your shields and horses, which leads me to believe you are part of the royal guard." She said out loud.

"Who are you? And how do you know so much woman?" A minotaur growled at her.

"I believe it is very rude to simply ignore my question sir, so here's what we can do: you take me to your master and I tell you my name." She finished off as diplomatically as she could. She knew they'd have to take them both to their 'lord' eventually, as the monarchs were the only ones that could interrogate the foreigners in Narnia. She was just giving them what they wanted to know...Sort of.

"Very well, I'm guessing you wouldn't mind being escorted there my lady, we're not very far off anyway." Said one of the humans among the guards. As much as he tried to stop himself from doing so, he couldn't stop staring at the young maiden intently. The brunette was a true beauty, apart from her hair color and length, her eyes were simply stunning, an indescribable color between blue and lilac. And she was definitely wearing strange clothes, not traditional from any reigns he knew about. But that wasn't what attracted the guard at all.

It was how she looked perfectly at ease, even with swords and arrows pointing at her. How she spoke, her words dripping diplomacy, and in the presence of magical creatures in general. It was just as if she belonged in there, even though she didn't look the part. She even seemed kind of...Familiar. As if he had seen her somewhere before, although he had to admit that those eyes would be way to stunning to ever forget.

"Of course not, as long as I get to have my friend by my side, I don't mind who walks behind or in front of me, lord...?"

"Knight Rossendal." He finished for her.

"Oh, alright Knight Rossendal, let's go." The girl urged them to start walking.

"But before...You've told us the name of your companion, but what yours may be my lady?"

Alexandra looked briefly at Ninarika, knowing that whoever was told (because that's what they wanted her name for, to give a heads up to the person that was leading them that they were coming) wouldn't know her by the name she was going to give away.

"I'm Kristina, Kristina Boyd." She said in the same tone she had used with him the entire time they held the conversation: cool and collected. Giving away no fear or uncertainty whatsoever.

"Very well Lady Kristina Boyd, this way please..."

As the whole group walked through the forest, towards what Ninarika thought was the clearing where they probably had their camp set up; both, the girl and the tigress were racking their brains for a plan, as the calm was only on the outside, a façade. After all, they weren't entirely sure of what they had come back to.

Narnia was still as breathtaking as Alex remembered, the sun shining brightly in the vast, blue sky. The grass always green and in some places taller than in others. The trees full of life and colors. The animals, both, talking and savage, roaming around the forest. And the wind, the soft wind that blew, messing up her hair and cooling her neck and arms, bringing a perfect contrast from the heat of mid afternoon.

In her fancy dress and high heels it was a tough walk, that much was true. But she didn't complain once, to be honest, she was too focused to even be bothered with the issue. The formal ball she was supposed to be in at that very moment was long forgotten.

Finally they reached the camp that was indeed in the middle of a clearing, and it was much bigger than they both expected. Taking a deep breath, they kept walking towards the biggest tent with the guards surrounding them completely, almost as if they weren't meant to be seen yet...And maybe they weren't. Not until questioned by whoever was running the place, or until he or she decided that it was alright to have them as guests in their land.

'Ha!' Alexandra thought. 'Aren't they in for quite the surprise.'

Knight Rossendal went inside first, their guess: to announce their arrival. After a few minutes, he re-opened the tent's fabric door and signaled them that it was okay for them to go inside...And so the whole party did, making Ninarika roll her eyes.

Yes, they were both lethal if they wanted to...But they didn't know that yet.

Alexandra ran out of breath as she saw who was in charge of the troops, she even chastised herself for not thinking with more severity that of course that it would be him. Worried for the first time since they had realized they were back in Narnia on her appearance.

Was her dress dirty? Crinkled? Her make up still decent? Her hair in its place? So many things ran through Alex's mind at that point, most of them being certainly pointless, at some point quite ridiculous and way too vain for her usual train of thoughts.

On the other hand, the young King was finishing a manuscript, so Knight Rossendal whispered in Alexandra's ear,

"I'm going to introduce you now, after I say your name you bow slightly for the King." He explained, but his words fell into deaf ears, as Alexandra couldn't think, she was in panic mode. The girl had been fearing this for so long that now that it was happening she didn't know how to react. Meanwhile, the tigress was less shocked than the girl, but still assessing the possible outcomes of the situation at hand. Her mind was wired to protect Alex at all times, and after not having done so for so long, she felt that she needed to be extra careful and alert.

"Your Majesty, this is lady Kristina Boyd and her companion..." But he stopped talking when he noticed that the girl didn't have the intentions to bow, and neither did the tigress.

Thanks to the interruption, the raven haired King stopped his work and after setting the quill down, he looked up.

King Edmund the Just was certainly not prepared that day for what happened. Edmund Pevensie, the boy from England, wasn't either.

"Alexandra?"

"Your majesty." She nodded her head in recognition of his title.