My first Narnia story, so please don't be too mean. Anyways, I have other stories but I finally had inspiration for a Narnia story. I hope you enjoy!
I only own Nadiya.
Being a maid in the Telmarine castle in Narnia wasn't as great as it would sound. Some of the older Lords creeped me out, the others weren't that bad. I still hated cleaning their rooms. I didn't hate cleaning, actually I never minded it, I hated the way it made me feel. Like a prisoner, more like a slave, in my own country. I was imagining what Lord Miraz would do if he ever found out that half of his staff was Narnian when somebody ran into me.
"I'm sorry." Prince Caspian said, bending over to pick up the laundry I had dropped.
"I don't need your chivalry and I have no intention of curtsying." I had quite the attitude and the red hair to match.
"No, but you obviously need a lesson in manners." He attempted to throw my attitude back in my face while trying to maintain some dignity.
"So? Manners don't mean much." I retorted. They honestly didn't matter to me.
"I suppose you have a point." He agreed with me.
"It took you this long to figure it out?" My smart-assness was coming out.
"I suppose you think that was witty."
"It was more smart-assness." I admitted.
"I don't think that's a word." He informed me.
"So, correcting my grammar now, are you?"
"Yes, I am." Great, another perfectionist.
"Anything else you'd like to correct?" I asked, gritting my teeth as my temper started to get the best of me.
"Is there anything else you'd like me to correct about you?" he asked.
"No." I liked who I was.
"Alright then."
"Is there something you want or do you enjoy standing there basking in my beauty?" I broke the awkward silence.
"Oh yes, incredibly." Caspian replied sarcastically.
"I knew it." I did a mock hair flip.
"Unfortunately, I have other matters to attend to."
"Oh, how terrible." Sarcasm dripped into my voice.
"It was a pleasure, Miss…?" He trailed off, not knowing my name.
"Nadiya." I answered.
"Ca-"
"I know who you are." I cut him off. Even Narnians knew who Prince Caspian was.
"You do?" He looked mildly surprised.
"I work here, in the Castle, dumbass. Of course I know who you are." I insulted royalty.
"Oh, I guess I'll be seeing you around then." He said, making no attempt to leave.
"I highly doubt it." I said, shaking my head slightly.
"Well, I guess I'll have to find a way around that." He gave me a small smile and continued down the hallway. I returned to my work. Cleaning the Lords' rooms and doing their laundry, like a slave, while my conversation with the Prince kept replaying in my head.
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