Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia or Merlin.

Chapter 1:

Merlin grumbled as he hauled the heavy bucket of water up the stairs. He grunted with the effort, before dropping it in relief right outside of Arthur's door. Arthur's door opened suddenly, and he groaned as the water spilled all over the floor. Another chore to add to the list: Clean up the floor. He looked up in annoyance, his eyes widening as a girl, around the age of 17, came out, looking around.

She was a pretty girl, with dark brown curls that cascaded down her back, bright brown eyes, porcelain skin, and a slender figure. However, the determination that shone in her eyes despite the fear changed people's opinion on her instantly, recognising her as a warrior. She was dressed in a tunic, dark brown pants and leather boots, and her hair was tied back in a loose ponytail.

Several thoughts ran through Merlin's head. First of all: What was a girl doing in Arthur's room? Was he with her? As in leaving Gwen and going with this girl? Merlin shook his head. No, that was stupid. He himself knew that Arthur was still very much in love with Gwen. Then, the next question: How did she get into Arthur's bedroom? The only way in was to climb the window, but knights would have spotted her already.

Merlin frowned, staring at her as she stared back, before the sound of boots came, and judging from the clinking of armour, it was Arthur just back from training with the knights. Someone else was with him, though, and Merlin grinned despite himself. There was no mistaking that voice.

Gwen.

He frowned at the girl, ready to push her back in, but before he could even move, Arthur and Gwen rounded the corner, stopping right in front of Merlin, the half opened door, and the girl. Arthur first noticed the puddle, and looked up, only to see the girl.

"Merlin, who is that?"

"Who is who?" Merlin decided to try and play the fool.

"You know who I am talking about. The one beside you. The girl." The girl walked out, chin held high despite the fear she must have been feeling.

"Where am I?"

Arthur drew his sword, but a gentle hand from Gwen stopped him from doing so. "You are in Camelot, the Castle of Pendragon."

"Who are you?" She continued.

"I think I should be the one asking that question."

The girl answered defiantly. "Lucy. Lucy Pevensie."

Arthur raised an eyebrow. "And how did you get into my chambers? Unless my hopeless manservant managed to sneak you in somehow." Merlin spluttered.

"What?! I only just realised that she was there! I had absolutely nothing to do with it, you prat." Arthur scowled at him, ready to respond, before Gwen walked over to the girl, smiling warmly.

"Hello, Lucy. I'm Guinevere, but my friends call me Gwen."

Lucy looked slightly confused but schooled it to a calm composure at once, not letting her guard down. "Nice to meet you." Her voice was surprisingly steady. "And to answer your question," She turned to Arthur, "I do not know. I suddenly appeared there, from where I was eating with my siblings."

Arthur scowled once more. "Sorcery. We must find the cause and destroy it." Lucy seemed slightly horrified by this prospect.

"Excuse me?"

"We have to find the sorcerer and punish him for his crimes."

"What had the sorcerer done wrong? It must have been a mistake, sending me here."

"Sorcery is banned in Camelot-"

"Why?" Merlin stared openly at her. She didn't seem uncomfortable with voicing her opinions in front of the prince. "And who are you?"

Arthur bowed only slightly. "Arthur Pendragon, Crown Prince of Camelot." Lucy frowned.

"And you're just going to punish a sorcerer for performing unintentional magic?"

"Unintentional?" Arthur raised an eyebrow. "You mean you know the sorcerer?" He pulled out his sword.

"Of course not!" Lucy replied indignantly, not in the least intimidated by the sword. "I told you, I have no idea what I am doing here. And what purpose or advantage would a sorcerer have by sending me here? This must be unintentional."

Arthur seemed to consider this, before he spoke. "I have to consult my father about this." Lucy opened her mouth to speak, but Arthur cut her off. "Don't speak. Who do you think you are?"

Lucy growled. "I am Queen Lucy the Valiant of Narnia."

AN: I don't know these very well: I watch them, I don't know how in character they are. Story is very short, finished writing. Characters might be OOC.