Everyone was silent, as they watched the strange girl get her breathing under control after her long laughing fit.
'I'm sorry' she panted heavily, still regaining her breath, 'but do you really expect me to believe that I'm in a different world, and four kids who look to be around my age are kings and queens of it?' As she finished saying this she let out another small chuckle, much to the annoyed expressions of the 'kids', sitting watching her.
'Well how would you explain what's going on here then?' A colder voice said this, and she turned her head to see the younger looking of the two kings starring at her with harsh eyes. As she looked at him, she realised he was undeniably good looking, however, when she looked back into his eyes, they were cold, motionless and she decided she didn't like this man at all.
She thought over her explanation and answered in an unhappy tone;
'Clearly I've hit my head so I'm still unconscious and this is all a dream. But that means I've probably been captured already and taken back.' She mumbled the last part mostly to herself, and looked up to the now more curious faces of the kings and queens. The older, beautiful queen looked as if she was going to speak, so she watched her and waited for a rational explanation for what was really going on. Maybe these kids were a bunch of rich pansies whose parents spoilt them, and since they apparently liked playing dress up, they bought them all a huge castle, weird clothes, and paid their slaves to dress up as weird creatures. Yes, that could work, she thought, satisfied with herself.
'This is the land of Narnia that you are in now. Since you seem so set on not believing anything we say, that is probably because Aslan has sent you across from another world. In fact it could be the same world, us four were initially from. Anyway, even if you do not wish to believe us, that does not change the fact that you're not going home now, and we are your kings and queens.'
Queen Susan finished and smiled kindly down at the girl. After that she wasn't sure what to do or say, until the smaller of the queen stood up, beaming for some strange reason.
'Introductions,' She said smiling. 'I am Queen Lucy the Valiant and I am 13 years of age, this is Queen Susan the Gentle and she is 18 years of age,' she said pointing to the queen who had previously spoken. 'That is High King Peter the Magnificent who has just turned 19, and over there, that is King Edmund the Just who is 17.' She finished her one, long sentence, took a breath and proceeded to ask, now what's your name, and please do tell us how you got here?' She smiled a wide smile again, and then sat back down in her throne.
'Erm, okay. Well my name is Mya. I am 16 years old. I don't know how I got here, I was running through a wood, I fell over a tree root, and I looked up to be here! Oh and I come from Devon in England.' As she finished her story, Lucy squeaked and repeated 'England?' in a high pitched voice.
I nodded my head slowly, wondering if she was mentally retarded or not, seeing as I had just said the name.
'Sorry Mya,' Lucy continued, 'It's just we are also from England, from the land of War Drobe, in Spare OOm'. Yep, definitely got mental issues here then, she thought as Lucy said the weird place names, that didn't actually exist in England.
'Well now that that's all cleared up, we'll have one of the maids take you to your new room, so you can clean up.' Susan said smiling kindly.
'Thank you your highness' Mya said, thinking she should be polite now, if she really was going to have to stay here.
Still joyful Lucy responded 'Call us by our first names, silly. Oh, and then, after you've cleaned up and changed out of those outrageous clothes, you can tell us about your life before here!' Mya looked down at her ripped jeans and torn out top, wondering what was wrong with it. It was their clothes which needed sorting out, but then she heard the last part of what Lucy said, and felt uncomfortable, not wanting to tell strangers of her past life.
At that instant, a maid goat person came in and stood beside Lucy. Lucy smiled at Mya, seeing her uneasy expression. 'Mya, this is Lillian, she's a faun and she'll be showing you to your room whilst we sort out some things down here. I'll come and get you in about an hour.' Mya nodded, and turned to walk next to Lillian back through the hall. As she was walking more or less leisurely now, she had a chance to admire the beauty and splendour of the place. The hall in which she was currently in had a high ceiling, supported by many beautiful white pillars, which seemed to have some exotic green plant growing up them. The ceiling itself was covered in drawings of a lion, and four children that looked strangely like the ones she was just talking to. As they left the hall a different way to which she'd come, she didn't have the chance to have a proper look at the main entrance hall, however, she looked through the windows looking out from the narrow passage they were going through to see beautiful tree's, and lakes in between. The walk took a few minutes, and Lillian made light talk with Mya as they made their way to her room to be. Finally they stopped in front of a door, made of beautiful light coloured wood, and the door handle had a lions face carved into it. She thought she must ask the others about the seemingly lion obsession later, before she walked into her room and her breath was taken away.
The room was quite spacious, with three huge windows, allowing light to flood in. One of the windows had a large, comfy looking window seat attached, which she could imagine sitting on and reading. The bed was a four poster, with creamy pink curtains tucked against the wall near the pillows. There was a rug at one side of the room, sitting just in front of an enormous wardrobe. Lillian beckoned Mya to the other end of the room, where she stood in a doorway. As Mya walked through she saw this was her bathroom, which was also beautifully arranged, with intricate designs on all the furniture. Lillian said she'd take a few minutes to prepare the bath, so Mya thanked her and walked back through to her room. She decided to look out the window, and see what this place was like, and once again she was amazed. Her room overlooked a beach, with the finest looking sand, and out into the sea. To her left she could see small cliffs, with forests starting at the top, and to her right, more beach with a river running across it into the sea, a bit further down. Suddenly, to her delight she realised that if she really was here, then she wouldn't have to go back to her old home. There would be no more cruelty inflicted on her from that awful orphanage and she could at last be free. Mya let out a whoop of delight and laughed as happiness overtook her, a complete new feeling. Lillian rushed out of the bathroom to see what was going on, to be squeezed into a tight hug from Mya.