Edmund was walking down one of the corridors not paying attention particularly when he collided with someone. It was the mystery girl.

She may have been there for a week but he still had made no headway in making her talk.

He stared at her because she was wearing one of Lucy's dresses. It suited her surprisingly well…too well. She looked like… Lucy. An idea hit him.

She smiled shyly at him and then walked away. He stared after her and then carried on as before.

And once again he walked into someone. This time it hurt because he had hit metal.

It was Peter, returning from a training practice. And he was wearing his armour. Therefore they collided with a clang.

"Hey Ed! You okay?"

"Just great." He replied sarcastically.

"How are we doing with our mystery girl? Can she talk yet?"

"No. And I'm getting incredibly worried about Lucy. Any word yet?"

"No. There's still no sign of her. Oh! There's a new commission for you in the great hall."

"I don't want to see them. I think I'll go for a ride. Get Susan to go see them."

"Edmund, you have to see them."

"No, you do it! You're the High King. You should deal with it."

"They're your commission. You should do it."

"Tough!" Edmund shouted as he ran off down the corridor.

Peter sighed and slowly counted the seconds to ten before looking out of the nearest window in time to see Edmund marching determinedly across the courtyard and out of the back door that led to the stables.

"He's still a child, despite all his pretending to be grown up."

"Who? Edmund?" Susan's voice said from next to him.

Peter turned and looked at his sister. She stood there serenely gazing out at the flock of seagulls that were currently flying over the castle.

"Have you managed to get our girl to speak? You see, Ed has failed to do it and I wondered if you had managed." He asked her studying her face.

"No I haven't. You haven't seen that new delegation have you, they want my hand in marriage again."

"Not another one. That's three this week! You're too beautiful for your own good you know. I think I will have to take up Ed's suggestion and lock you in that tower with a dragon to guard you."

"I'm not a fairy tale princess, Peter. We could always pretend I was already married in a secret ceremony to a mystery guy that no one knew about. That would keep them away."

"You've been reading romance novels again haven't you?"

Edmund meanwhile was riding along the beach. He was thinking. He thought he had worked out who the girl was and where Lucy was. All he had to do was to confirm it.

But how could he do that? The girl couldn't talk and therefore couldn't affirm his suspicions.

But for now he must talk to her again.

He wheeled Phillip around and they raced back to the castle.

He passed several windows inside the castle looking for the girl.

He saw her with Susan through a window that looked into the courtyard.

"Susan! Thank god I found you. Can I borrow your friend for a moment? I have a theory that might help us find out who she is."

"Certainly. Good luck."

Edmund led the girl into the library. He settled her into a soft armchair and took the chair across from her.

"Now I want you to nod or shake your head to the questions I am going to ask you. Answer me truthfully. Now, do you recognise this?" he pulled out Lucy's dagger.

She flinched and nodded.

"Did you find it in the woods?"

She shook her head.

"Did you see someone with it?"

Again she shook her head.

"It's yours, isn't it…Lucy?"

She smiled and slowly nodded.