(Harvest 2nd, seventh hour, Ethan's POV)

I snuck out of of the healing ward, positive that if I was caught I would be put back that dreaded place of horror. So I used every ounce of stealth my body possessed. I walked down the hallway and made to round the corner when I froze, heavy footsteps were coming, with how close they were I couldn't make it to the other end of the hall without them seeing me first. I looked around frantically, only to spot a small closet and when I say small I mean it was probably built for those dwarf people that I've seen come into the healing ward before. I quickly ran to it and went in, just in time too, I could see the person rounding the corner as I closed the door. I waited patiently until I couldn't hear anymore footsteps, I opened the door cautiously and peeked out.

"Nice day for a walk isn't it?" Helena asked, if I was a lesser man I would've jumped, or squealed, but since I am not a lesser man I still jumped and hit my head on the ceiling of the closet. I got out of the closet completely and faced her, still rubbing my head, she took no effort in hiding the smug expression the graced her face. Her hazel eyes twinkling happily.

"How'd you know I was in there?" I asked, I knew I was extremely quite.

"Well if I'm going to be honest I didn't know, but after I found your cot empty I went to find you. Just as I was leaving the healing ward I saw the closet door opening. Who else would be hiding in a supplies closet? Now lets go back so I can add more ointment to your head."

"But it's so boring in there. White wall, white sheets, white pillows, even the stuff you put on my head is white."

"Not a big fan of white are you?"

"White in itself is a nice color, but that in there," I said as I pointed to the door. "is too much."

"You can always look out the window." She said as she led me back into the the dreaded room of boring terror.

"That just taunts me all the more. Just goes to tell me that I'm stuck in here while it's a nice day out there."

"Well with the progress you're going (probably since there is nothing up there to hurt) tomorrow you will be able to go with an escort outside to the gardens. But only of you stop acting like a spoiled child." I nodded and went back to lie down. Though I still had an idea brewing in my head, an idea that involved Helena's remark about my brain capacity.

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(Harvest 2nd, eighth hour, Peter's POV)

I sat down next to Edmund in a small conservatory. The two queens sat across from them as we ate our breakfast. Edmund of course was scarfing down toast as fast as he could and I couldn't help but grin at him when Susan scolded him for his manners, or lack thereof.

"Edmund Pevensie, at fourteen I think you would be more than capable of eating without acting like a two year old."

"Sorry Susan." Edmund said while still chewing, earning him another scowl from his sister while Lucy and I laughed.

"Did you hear?" Lucy said excitedly. "You know that boy that we found on the beach, well he remembered his name, it's Ethan."

"Ethan huh," I said. "Not a common name around here or any of the surrounding nations."

"He said that Aslan told him." Now this got a surprised look from all of of her siblings, Edmund even choked on his toast.

"Did Aslan tell him anything else?" Edmund asked after he regained a steady airflow from his mouth to his lungs. A few crumbs decorated the table in front of him.

"Just that he has much to learn and he will learn it in due time. Now when will the delegation from Archenland be getting here, I can't wait to see lord Frivar's new son, I hear he's just the cutest thing." And just like that the topic of Ethan finished. But I still thought about it, and I also thought of something to try and figure him out.

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(Harvest 2nd, twelfth hour, Ethan's POV)

"Ethan you'll need to move to a different room," Helena said, making no attempt to hide the anxiety in her voice. "A delegation from Archenland has just been attacked by Fell, the Kings and the general along with the army are getting ready to leave, we don't know if any of the Archenlanders are wounded so you'll need to make room for others."

"Where do you want me to go?" I asked.

"Stormfang and Gleam are to escort you to a guest room you'll be using," She said as she indicated to a black wolf and a black leopard standing beside her," you are now officially dismissed from bed rest." I jumped out of bed quickly at the thought and followed the two out of the healing ward. Healers and servants were running to and fro, getting ready for the arrival of the wounded.


So Ethan is now free from that "dreaded place of horror" known commonly as the healing ward. And who thinks that I should start having Oreius train him in the next chapter or should I wait a bit longer? Also should I do a Helena's POV? Anyway read and review.