A.N: I'm so sorry for the lag, nothing has really come to me for the orientation while ideas for the rest of the story had come whizzing to my head. So that's why I procrastinated with Chapter 4. LOL, which kept you people waiting. So I hope you enjoy :)

The next chapter will be completed and uploaded by the end of next week, if I don't delay. Which with no doubt I might :D

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the magical world of Narnia.

Chapter 4 – The Treasure Room

Edmund snapped out of his reverie and looked at his surroundings. There was a particular thing he was looking for. A conclusion as to how Cair Paravel had been destroyed. He walked over to a boulder, crouched down and examined it. "Catapults…" He murmured.

"What?" Peter asked.

"This didn't just happen… Cair Paravel was attacked…" Edmund replied, examining the boulder and then at the wall which had a hole in it.

"I wonder why…" said Susan.

"Invaders?" Lucy asked, "Remember how Rabadash created a war because you didn't want to marry him? It could be the Calormen…"

Peter shrugged. "At this point, we're not sure about anything, Lu… It could be anyone…"

"We should find someone to tell us what had happened…" Susan interjected.

"If there was anyone left…" Edmund said.

"Stop being so pessimistic, there must be some Narnian's around…" Snapped Lucy, for her, seeing her castle destroyed was heartbreaking, and to think that there were no Narnian's left took it too far for her.

"I'm sorry Lucy…" Edmund replied apologetically, he felt the same as his sister. I should be more encouraging, he thought, Lucy needs as much support as she can get if she's struggling to face the facts. But the facts aren't confirmed… They're just hypotheses.

"Do you remember how we had that treasure room where we kept all of Father Christmas' presents and other things during our reign locked in?" Peter asked, the other three nodded while Evangeline said nothing, obviously, she wasn't with them at the beginning of their adventure. "Let's look for it, I don't think whoever invaded found a door leading to our treasure room."

As Susan, Lucy and Edmund walked off trying to familiarise themselves with the castle ruins, Evangeline fell into step beside Peter.

"What are we looking for?" She asked. Peter glanced at her then pointed to what was left of the castle, "It should be a stone wall, one that looks like a layer on top of another wall." Evangeline nodded and turned to walk in another direction, she figured it would be easier that way to look for a treasure room. She paused when Peter laid a hand on her shoulder, his face looked apologetic as she turned to look at him, "I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier... I don't know what's wrong with me these days. I used to be so calm…"

Evangeline held up a hand to stop him. "It's fine. You're just more stressed of the late, even though you shouldn't be, look around… You're back in Narnia. I think you just need to adjust…"

Peter nodded and smiled. His friend's voice was so calm and soothing. She seemed to know what was going on in his mind half the time. What made his edginess settle was that Evangeline seemed to be confident about everything she was doing, even though she was completely out of her world. She probably figured that there was nothing else she could do but follow us around, there was no other way we could transport her back to earth… Peter thought. Over the past two years, he had found out that Evangeline was as logic as Susan, but at least she didn't live by the rules of her logic like a bible.

"PETER! EVANGELINE! SUSAN!" She heard Lucy and Edmund cry out. Without a moment's hesitation, Peter ran off to where he heard them call out with Evangeline on his heels. They reached a stone door with pesky vines growing all over it.

"This is the place you were looking for?" Evangeline asked as Susan arrived. Lucy nodded, "See the brick work? It hasn't crumbled like the rest of the castle…"

"And yet, it looks like the rest of the castle, with the annoying pesky vines growing all over it," Susan said.

"Well, you're not the one who is going to clear it," Peter retorted as took out his pocketknife and started to cut at it.

Once he was satisfied with his work, Peter placed his knife back into his pocket.

"Help me clear this," He said to no one in particular as he started to pull down the now, limp vines.

Evangeline nodded and walked up to the vine covered door. She began tugging at the vines and grunted as they came down.

She heard Susan murmur something to Lucy, who soon ran off clutching her leather bag. After that, Edmund joined them and later so did Susan.

"Where's Lu?" Peter asked, immediately concerned about his youngest sister.

"I told her to collect apples, for the journey to find the other Narnians. You'd never know when you're going to be hungry, especially with Edmund complaining about his starvation at your feet," Susan replied, grinning as she piled the vines in a pile.

Edmund paused from his work, grinning broadly as he patted his stomach, "Sorry Susan, but I'm a growing boy."

"I'm surprised that your mother only packs you one sandwich for lunch a day… There should be a whole feast in your bag," Evangeline said, grunting as she grabbed a bundle of vines and pulled it down.

Only a few more to go.

"Two sandwiches, actually, one tuna and the other peanut butter," Edmund responded in an 'as matter of fact' tone.

"Too bad we left it in England," said Peter regretfully, "I could really do with some solid food right now," he then proceeded to pull down the rest of the vines.

"Ahh, now that's done," He said stepping back, the others mimicked his action.

"Edmund, would you like to help me do the honours?" Peter asked, bowing to his brother.

Edmund bowed back, "Certainly, Pete."

Evangeline moved back and watched as the two brothers push at one side of the wall. What's pushing a wall supposed to accomplish? She asked herself. Before she could voice it aloud, the wall started moving. She gasped in surprise. The wall was on wheels?

Peter stepped back and examined the door. The wood was quite rotted, so it didn't seem to be too hard to open it from the outside.

"A very fine contraption you have there… No doubt guarding your loot from over the centuries?" Evangeline asked in awe.

"We're royalty, Evangeline, not pirates, and we don't steal, what's in the treasure room is either bought and paid for, or given to us as gifts," Peter replied, amused. He punched into the wood above the handle, reaching in to unlock it from the inside.

"You never know when we might turn over and become pirates, right Peter?" Susan laughed.

Evangeline raised an eyebrow, she never heard Susan crack a joke in school, except when she's giggling with her friends. But most of the time, Susan spent lunch alone - since Lucy hasn't begun secondary school yet, looking over to the boys school, no doubt wanting to be with her brothers. Or other handsome boys.

"Pirates?" She heard Lucy pant. No doubt she was back from her apple picking. By the way that she was holding the leather bag, Evangeline could tell that it was full. I wonder how heavy it is…

"Our sister here suggested that we might become pirates someday, we're going to be sailing!" Edmund exclaimed.

"Yes, and stealing from other innocent sailors. No doubt you want the treasure, Edmund," Lucy replied. Edmund grinned and nodded.

"How's the lock picking coming, Peter?" Evangeline asked. As if on cue, the door swung open and broke off its hinges.

"Just fine," she heard her friend reply. They crowded around the doorway and watched as Peter ripped his shirt to wrap around a stick. "Anyone got a match?" He asked.

Edmund rummaged through his bag, "No… But I do have my torch," He said happily, taking his silver torch out. Evangeline grinned as Peter made an exasperated expression. So much for being Mr. Survival.

"You could've told me a bit sooner!" Peter laughed abandoning the makeshift torch, "Well, lead the way King Edmund."

Peter chuckled as Edmund flicked on the torch, following him as he lighted the way down the staircase. The stairs were made of the same material as the castle – or what's left of it, outside. It felt cool under Evangeline's feet, a relief from standing outside in the Narnian sun.

Edmund was the first to reach the gate that opened to the rest of the room. But for some reason, he paused, letting Peter open it up. Probably a tradition of some sort. Evangeline smiled as she watched Lucy stand, taking in the scene before her eyes, only to skip in excitement as she raced down the stairs.

It must be really nice…

"Oh my god…" Evangeline whispered, walking through the gate as she drank in the image before her eyes. This was something to be giddy about. There were goblets and silverware lying around everywhere, some were carved and others were studded with gems. Jewellery hung off vases and pots like tinsel on a Christmas tree, necklaces, bracelets, finger rings, crowns, brooches and coronets. Jewels and pearls sparkled magnificently in the sunlight that came in from the shaft. The types and colour of the jewels were countless! Amethysts, emeralds, topazes, sapphires, diamonds, rubies, cubic zirconium and even carbuncles! Coins and books were strewn everywhere across the floor. And in separate corners loomed tall suits of armours, - protecting the precious items, that seemed to be keenly polished into a high sheen. It was strange to see that these things have not rusted, along with the weaponry that piled on top of tables and shelves.

These royals really are pirates.

"Please tell me I'm dreaming…" Evangeline said aloud.

"You wish you were dreaming, but I don't think your imagination's vast enough to dream up this," Edmund replied, smirking as he made Evangeline jump. Was he waiting for her?

"Face it Evangeline, you're not in Earth anymore…"

"Ow!" He yelled as Evangeline drove her elbow into his stomach. She was surprised to feel his muscles tense under the pressure, Edmund was fit.

But that gave her no reason to thinking about him any differently, she chided herself, don't even think about it, Edmund is your best friend's younger brother and don't you remember about all the atrocities that he's done?

Evangeline kept on replaying the scene of Lucy crying when Edmund had thrown her stuffed toy out of the window. All Lucy wanted to do was to cheer up Edmund for the Christmas Dinner. Evangeline had been there to help out with the decorations with Peter and Susan.

She shook her head mentally, Edmund had changed.

It was evident.

"That's twice today that you've injured me… First the head, and now my stomach…"

"Shut up, Edmund, and don't be a baby," She replied in exasperation, it seemed to only make Edmund want to tease her more.

"But I am one… Can you feed me, Evangeline?"

"There is no way that anyone is getting me to feed you, especially because you can eat a 3 course dinner all on your own, it would make my arms sore. And didn't you say that you were a king, not a baby?"

"Yes…"

"Then our argument is settled," she replied.

Evangeline tore her eyes off Edmund's face and glued it onto the Treasure Room laid out before her.

"I can't believe that you own all of this…"

"Yeah… Too bad we can't bring it back with us to England…"

"Why not?" Evangeline asked.

"I'm not exactly sure of how the portals of Narnia work… The last time we found the door way back to earth, it changed our clothes from the Narnian ones back to the ones we wore when we left earth… Everything that was on us … Our swords and Lu's potion disappeared… It's strange…" he explained.

Edmund then beckoned her to follow him, "Come, I want catch up and show you our loot…"

Evangeline nodded and eagerly followed him. She was careful not to tread on the piles of treasure but it couldn't be helped, they were strewn around everywhere. Just like the dust that dispersed under Evangeline's feet. She tried to bite back a sneeze, but was unsuccessful. She didn't just sneeze once, but three times.

"Looks like someone has allergies…" Lucy grinned, opening up a treasure chest with her initials on it.