AN: Would you guys like me to do the next chapter in one of the other Pevensie's pov?

Disclaimer: Narnia is not mine, i do not thinki am an old an and buried in the ground!

Lucy Pevensie was walking down the streets of Tashbaan. Her older sister Queen Susan the gentle was currently courting the calormen prince. Rabadash. Lucy sighed with disgust as she thought about the prince. Sure, he was quite handsome but... she didn't like the way he acted. He had lust in his eyes whe he talked to Queen Susan the Gentle. He just didnt seem to really care for her.

Lucy continued to walk down the streets util she reached a market. Suddenly she was grabbed arund the waist by a gruff hand. she opened her mouth to scream. Another hand quickly covered her mouth befre she could get any soud out. She was dragged over to a wagon with bars all around it. It looked like a cage. Lucy started kicking ad hitting the persn who was holding her. he grabbed her tighter, laughig in a deep low sound. "Listen little girl, you are not going to escape me." he laughed cruelly again. He threw her into the wagon and slamed the door to the wagon shut. Lucy looked around she saw other people in the cart as well. She also noticed that they All seemed to be older than her. Lucy quietly sat down on the floor of the cart.' As soon as we get to whever were going, i'll make a break for it', she thought.

After the wagon had been moving for a while, Lucy siletly fell asleep. soon darkness acended over the wagon. it was next morning when the wagon finnaly pulled into a grand looking house. Lucy was still asleep. a girl who looked to be about eighteen saw this and quietly moved to shake Lucy. Lucy's eyes snapped open. her deep sea blue eyes taking in her surroundings. she whimpered. The older girl smiled sypethiticly. Lucy looked wairly at her. "I am Fairrah, what is your name little one?" The older, pretty girl asked. Lucy looked at Fairrah. She reminded Lucy of Susan in a way. Except for the fact that she had light blode hair like Peter's , and green eyes like Edmund. Lucy got tears coming to her eyes. She missed her sibiligs. "I -i-i am Lu- ... Lizabethl"Lucy replied, thinking that it was probaly best to hide who she really was for the time being. Fairrah oved closer to Lucy and wiped the tears from her face. she moved the hair from Lucy's eyes. "This is your first time huh. "she said Lucy simply nodded, about to burst ito tears. Fairrah sighed. the little girl looked so young. "How old are you?" Fairrah asked. " six-sixteen" Lucy replied. Fairrah sighed. Their new master tarkaan assjota was highly taked about in his intrest in girls from fourteen to eighteen. 'And Lizabethl is such a pretty litttle girl that i a sure she will be the first one he lays his eyes on' she sighed with fury and sympathy, knowing she probaly wouldn't be able to stp the young girl from getting hurt. Two guards came to the back of the wagon door, both were brandishing whips. They both looked young and their eyes were peering into the wagon, as if looking for new victims. the younger guard who had black hair and was extremly tan smiled learingly at Lucy. The guard opened the door to the wagon. He began dragging the slaves out and chaining the in a line. when the guard reached fairrah he pulled her hair tightly and threw her out to the ground. Lucy gasped with horror. the guard turned t look at her. "Master will surley as definte want to see you!" he gripped Lucy hard around the waist ad pulled her closer to him. Lucy culd feel his breath on her face and it stank. She looked up and saw his disgusting yellow teeth. she struggled to get out of his grasp. she stepped on his toes. He let go in suprise. Fury came to his eyes he slapped Lucy hard against her right cheek. she went sprawilig down on to the floor. he bent down and picked her up roughly by the hair. his mouth came to linger by her left ear. " Listen , sweetheart, act that way with your master... and you will find yourself being beaten to death. Lucy gasped in shock and fear. He pulled her out of the wagon, but he didnt chain her up to the other slaves. Tarkaan Assjota came dow the trail to the big dark house. He stpped when he reached the slaves , his eyes travled over all of them lingering for a little more when he saw Lucy. He smiled an evil smile. " How many of you are over thirty? " He called out to the slaves. a fourth of the raised their hands. all the meanwhile the guards were seperating them. the men to one side, women to the other. All men were to work in the fields. Little boys thirteen and under were to clen the chimneys. Women eighteen and older were to wash clothes, make dinner and clean the house. They were also to watch over his daughters, and clean up the blood and wounds of the ther slaves. Lucy stiffled a gasp. "Girls under eighteen ..."he smirked,"will listen to my son's and I's every order, ad You will DO anything we tell you to do." He clapped his hands ad the slaves that were chained were brought to a slave house. The Tarkaan left to go back to his house. The guard leaned his outh back over to Lucy's ear. "Hear that sweetheart? You have to do anything I tell you to do. After all, My father just said so!" He pulled her by her arm roughly, rough enugh to leave a bruise, and he pulled her to the slave quarters. He dropped her off with a boy named Alexzarnel. Alexzarnel looked to be about nineteen, Ed's age. He had light brow hair, fair skin and deep choclaty brown eyes. He looked briefly at Lucy, his eyes blank and he turned to face the other slaves. " All right. All of you will be assigned a bed. The schedule to tell you where to go will be posted tommorow, right above the washing bucket. Be warned. Tarkaan Assjota is not kind, or gentle. Neither are his sons or the guards. Make one wrog move and you WILL BE severly punnished. Now go sit down and eat!" He dismmissed the other slaves to the table. Lucy was looking around confused. Fairrah came running up to Alexzarnel. Her arms wrapping tightly around his waist. He wrapped his arms around her back. putting his face into her hair. "Sister", He said," I have missed you so."

AN: So... What did you think? Please review!