Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia, Aslan, or the Pevensie's. I only own my original character Ellie and her family (although I do wish I could have Edmund)

A/N: This is my first Narnia story so I hope I do the fantastic movies and books justice. I just have to thank my amazing boyfriend for helping me sooooo much with this. I don't know what I would do without him.


As the sun set on the land of Narnia, the sound of hooves could be heard throughout the western wood as a young girl on a chestnut colored horse galloped through the trees. The girl wore a simple green dress with a brown cloak that lay on her shoulders, the hood hiding her face. She had been riding for hours and weariness was starting to take its toll on her. She knew that she would not be able to continue riding into the night and by the position of the sun, she knew dusk would soon be approaching. She slowed her horse to a walk and then to a stop as a clearing came into a view.

Looking around the girl tried to figure out if she should just stop where she was or continue on until she could find a place by water. As she was pondering this, a rustling sound came from her left, making the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. She was just about to send her horse on when a dark creature jumped out in front of her. It stood nearly 6 feet tall and had the body of a man and the head of a bull-a minotaur. Startled by its sudden appearance her horse reared back, causing her hood to fall back, revealing her face.

She was certainly a pretty girl. Young, with shimmering green eyes and long flowing auburn hair, she had a subtle beauty to her. As she looked around trying to find a way to escape from the minotaur that stood in front of her, two more creatures came out of the bushes. She gave her horse a swift kick in an attempt to get around the minotaurs, but they were too quick. The two that had come from behind quickly readied their bows and each shot an arrow at her.

She heard one wiz passed her ear and saw it strike the horse. A second arrow also hit its leg causing it to fall, throwing the girl to the ground. She looked back behind her and saw the three running towards her. She swiftly got up and began to run. However just as she started to gain ground between her and the minotaurs, she felt a sharp pain sear through her shoulder. She fell suddenly to the ground. As she turned over she saw the three minotaurs surrounding her, and she knew that she had no way out.

"You're not from around here are you, girly?" said the largest of the three. "We don't take kindly to strangers. Your kind always causes trouble. I should take care of you now before you can destory anything." He said kicking her in the stomach, and making her cringe in pain.

He then looked at the other two minotaurs, who immediately came forward and grabbed one of her arms, lifting her off the ground. The first one rearmed himself with his club and she braced herself for the impact but it never came. Instead she felt herself drop back onto the ground and heard the sound of hooves approaching with haste. When she opened her eyes and saw two centaurs chasing the minotaurs away.

"Are you alright?" she looked up and saw a young man about her age kneeling by her side. He had dark hair and dark chocolate brown eyes.

"Who are you?" she asked weakly.

"My name is Edmund, but we will go through the introductions later. Right now we need to get you some help. Can you walk?" she nodded as she tried to stand, but the second that she put her weight on her legs her knees began to shake and the world began to spin. She would have fallen back to the ground if Edmund had not been there to catch her. His eyes traveled over to her shoulder and noticed how badly she was wounded. The arrow had gone straight through and the wound was bleeding heavily; her face had become ghostly pale.

"We really need to get you help." Just as the words left his lips she fainted into his arms. Swiftly, he lifted her up and carried her over to where his horse, Philip, stood.

"Philip, you need to carry both of us back to the castle with all possible speed, she is badly hurt and needs help fast."

"Of course."

Edmund placed her in the saddle and then quickly mounted up behind her. As they galloped back towards Cair Paravel, Edmund let his gaze shift back to the frail girl that lay in front of him. She looked so fragile. He thanked Aslan that he had gotten there in time to stop the minotaurs from doing her any further harm. He just hoped that he was not to late.