Well hello my friends how are you doing. Better than me i hope. Life's crazy with me here but you don't have to suffer for that so here's a new chapter. Where the plot really starts.
Disclaimer: Really do I look dead to you? Well C.S. Lewis is dead and I'm not so obviously not the owner of the chronicles of Narnia.
Chapter 2 : A surprise
At 17 o'clock
knock, knock went it on the door.
"I'll get it" Helen said opening the door "Ahhhh!" she screams attracting George to the door as well.
"Helen dear, why are you..." the rest of his sentence was lost as he saw why his wife had screamed at his doorstep stood a centaur. A mythical creature!
"I have been told that High King Peter lives in this house." the centaur said.
"I'm sorry, sir. But are you going to a costume party or something like that?" George said refusing to believe that there was a real centaur in front of him.
"No, sir . In fact this very serious. Now I will ask one more time. Where is High King Peter?" the centaur asked again slightly raising his voice.
"I don't know anybody called High King Peter." George retorted.
"How can you not know High King Peter?" the centaur screamed.
"Peace, Orieus!" Peter said just come down because he had heard say High King Peter.
"Your majesty." Orieus said bowing.
"You know him, Peter?" George asked.
"Know him, of course. He saved Edmund's and my life multiple times." Peter said. "But Orieus, what in Aslan's name are you doing here?"
"I have grave news, your majesty which I'm sure King Edmund would like to hear." Oreius said.
"Wait a second. Some mythical creature shows up at my doorstep asks for a High King who turns out to be my own son. And mow you're talking about something grave. Could you tell me what in gods name is happening here!" George asked.
"Dad listen I'll explain everything later we just don't have the time for that now." Peter said "Edmund, Susan, Lucy get down here there's someone who wants to see you!" he screams upstairs.
"I just hope you're not joking because otherwise... Orieus! What in Aslan's name brings you here?" Edmund said.
"Orieus!" Susan and Lucy scream running to hug him.
"Well shouldn't we close the door and move to the living room." Peter suggested.
"That thing is not coming into my house!" Helen screeched having heard everything that had been said.
"That thing as you call Orieus. Is a centaur and a lifesaver more then once. And if you wish not to have him in your house then it is only bad luck on you side because you'll miss meeting the nicest person you'll ever meet." Edmund practically screamed at his mother. "Nothing to worry about your majesty. The Narnian army has set out his tents outside we can continue our conversation in the royal tent." Orieus said leading them to the tent. And as they went they thought that returning to England suddenly didn't seem so bad anymore.