Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia do I have to remind you guys about that do I? I do own Sloane and Rick so that should count as something so yeah.

Chapter 3

Sloane

I screamed and stepped back, covering my mouth as I reminded myself of someone being outside the door. I stared at the empty space in front of me before I stepped forward to inspect whatever it was that attacked me. My hand reached out to nothing. I stared at it quizzically as I relaxed.

Maybe I was just imagining things. I closed my eyes as I felt some sort of relief. I looked behind me and I saw no shadow outside. I didn't hear any footsteps. I probably did scare someone off. I decided it would be best to get out of there.

I pushed the door open and saw that no one was here. I only took a few steps when someone touched my arm and I jumped and spun around only to see it was Edmund.

"Sorry, it's only me," Edmund said as I was trying to calm down.

"You scared me," I said.

"Yeah, I didn't mean it," he said. "Someone said they saw something in here so I came to check it out and I heard a scream."

I guess that answered my question on why he's out here. But as he mentioned the screaming part, I looked away for a bit before I faced him again. Why the hell am I getting nervous around him all of a sudden?

"Oops, sorry" I said.

"That was you?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come out here. I only came here to see what this was; I didn't mean to be in here. I'll go if that's fine by you" I said.

"No, it's quite alright," he said.

I looked down at the floor and then around the stables. Why did I feel shy around him? And why am I thinking to myself?

"You're scared, aren't you?" he asked.

"I don't know how I feel" I replied, taking a seat nearby on the floor and I looked up at him. "I mean, I don't remember what happened before I got here. I don't know how this world works or how people live here. Hell, I don't even know why I'm here."

"Don't worry, I can assure you you're safe here" he said, kneeling down in front of me.

"How would I know that?" I asked, looking at my jeans.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"Yeah?" I replied, in confusion.

"Then trust me when I say that you're safe here and nothing will happen" he said.

I looked at him and saw the truth in his eyes. With a shaky breath, I took a hold of his hand as he helped me up from the ground. When we got outside, I noticed it became dark. I felt a chill going through my body as we headed inside.

"I hope you do tell us more about your world" he said.

"I have no other choice, do I?" I asked.

"Why would you say it like that?"

"Well, you know your brother…"

"Oh ignore Peter. He's been like that since we came back here," he replied.

"You've been here before?" I asked.

"It's a rather long story which we'll explain tomorrow," he said.

It was quiet between us as he showed me to my room. It was across the hall from Lucy's and down the hall from the library. Edmund opened the door to my room and my jaw dropped in amazement.

The room was huge, bigger than mine that I know. It had a queen size bed that was near the window along with a desk, a dresser full of clothes I'm presuming and I saw that there was a washroom near the dresser and I saw four doors which two of them lead to the balcony and the other two was for the closet.

"I take it you like it," he said.

"Yeah I mean this is bigger than my room," I said, sitting on the bed.

"Are you going downstairs for dinner soon?" he asked.

"I don't know yet. I don't think I'm hungry," I replied.

"I see" he said.

"Would you mind if I rest here for awhile?" I asked.

"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked with a hint of worry in his tone.

"I am, I'm just a little tired," I replied.

"Okay, if anything, Lucy's room is across the hall," he said.

"I know and thanks," I said with a small smile.

He returned one as he left the room. I sighed heavily as I lied on the bed, just staring at the ceiling. Who knew that I would wind up in a castle with royalty let alone be in a different country? It feels scary and nerve wracking. I don't even know what to feel.

How am I supposed to act while I'm here? Who knows what I'm supposed to do here? So many questions but so little answers. I guess I'm going have to find out on my own.

I looked out the window and it was already dark out. I got comfortable on the bed as I took off my jacket and placed it at the foot of the bed. I lied down and just stared ahead at nothing until I felt my eyes dropping which I fell asleep fast.

I opened up my eyes early the next morning as the sun came through the windows. I sat up and stretched out my body as I was waking up. A knock on the door made me jump a little. I swung my legs and made my way over towards the door. I opened it up and was surprised to see Lucy there already dressed.

"I hope I didn't wake you," she said, feeling a little guilty.

"No it's okay, I was waking up anyways," I assured her.

"Good because I hope you would join us for breakfast this morning," she said.

"Yeah I was thinking that's a good idea," I said.

"Don't tell me you're going to go downstairs dressing like that," she said, eyeing my outfit.

I looked down and saw that I was still in my shirt, jeans and boots from last night and then back at her. "Why, what's wrong with my clothes?" I asked.

"They're not proper lady wear. At least not here," she replied.

"But what am I going to wear?"

"Follow me," she replied as she walked in the closet.

I took a few seconds before I followed her. I walked in the closet and saw dresses hanging up inside. I couldn't believe women actually wore these. I remember seeing them in pictures of history books back in school whenever I was bored out of my mind in that class.

I ran my fingers along the fabric of the dresses as I stared at them. My hand soon landed on a black and purple dress with the sleeves that end at the elbows. I took it and put it against my body to model it. I decided to wear the dress as I went out of the closet and changed. I

I went into the bathroom and washed up from yesterday. I put the dress on and it went down towards my ankles. I kept my boots on since I didn't want to change out of them just yet. I fixed my hair up in a ponytail with a ribbon that Lucy let me have.

I looked decent at least for now. I met up with Lucy in my room and I couldn't believe I was wearing a dress from the medieval times.

"Sloane, what happened there?" she asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"That scar on your arm" she replied.

I looked at it and cringed a little as I stared at it. I hoped Lucy didn't see me cringe at it.

"It was from an accident awhile back" I replied.

"What happened?"

"Can I tell you another time?" I asked. I didn't want the others to know just yet. It was too painful to remember what happen that night. Even if it meant telling the story.

"Okay, come on now, Peter and Edmund are waiting" she said.

I nodded as we left my room. Maybe breakfast wouldn't be so bad. I could probably get use to being here.

I wonder what could go wrong. But then again, I didn't want to know.

A/n: I know, I'm horrible. I wanted to update sooner but obviously, school is kicking my ass. I'm behind in my other stories and I hope to catch up on them soon.

I promise longer chapters in the future and hopefully the next one will be longer, once I get to sit down and write. I still have a term paper to write that's due at the end of the semester…yeah I need to write that.

Anyways, you guys know what to do! I thank you guys for giving this story a chance and for your patience and support! I'll try and update soon but hopefully it won't be too long.

Until then,
Spikeluver89