Well here we go. Cept'I've reached my Doc Manager Limit -.-' so I'll need to delete stuff first but I got this up so voila! Enjoy! ~nikki

"Come on, we don't wanna be caught out here after nightfall," said Beaver, as he herded us on.

"Still relishing in the beauty of it all?" I asked, as I looked back at the four humans behind me still marvelling at my home. Edmund looked at me then looked away obviously aware who I was, Susan sent me a glare but soon softening her expression to a smile before looking away again. Peter smiled in reply, whilst Lucy ran up to me.

"Rosaline?"

"Yes, your Majesty?"

"Why do you call us that?"

"What?"

"Your Majesty?"

"Because, that is your title."

"But I'm not a queen."

"Not yet." I looked down at her and a smile appeared on her face. We soon began chatting idly as she asked me many questions about my 'winter wonderland' home.

"Blimey! Looks like the old girls got the kettle on nice cup of Rosy Lee."

"It's been awhile since I've been here." I thought back for a minute to the last time I had seen the Beavers so long ago, back when…

"It looks lovely," Lucy commented, awakening me from my memories.

"Oh, it's merely a trifle," Beaver modestly stated. "Still plenty to do it ain't quite finished yet," he continued, "It'll look business when it is though."

The Beaver dam looked better than I remembered it, sturdier.

"This one isn't going to," I searched for the right word, "shake like the last one is it?"

Beaver shot me a look. "That was a weight calibration error and no it won't!"

I held my hands up defensively, "Sorry Beaver just checking."

Peter walked up beside me, "Beavers are easily offended you know."

I shot him an amused look and left him smirking behind me. Then a voice could be heard coming from the direction of the dam.

"Beaver, is that you?" I chuckled to myself about the last time I'd seen Mrs. Beaver – Bath Day. Now that had been an experience. "I've been worried sick!" She appeared in the doorway. "If I find out you've been out with Badger again I-" With our appearance she stopped short. "Oh, well those aren't badgers." We trudged further towards the entrance and the smell of warm home cooking was all around us I hadn't actually noticed how hungry I was until now.

"Oh, I never thought I'd live to see this day and of course it's lovely to see you again Rose dear." I gave her a small wave (it felt nice to be remembered) before she turned to Beaver. "Look at my fur. You couldn't give me ten minutes warning?"

"I'd have given you a week if I thought it would've helped."

All the Pevensie siblings (with the exception of Edmund) and myself laughed at this I turned to Edmund I really needed to talk to him I realised and now was probably as good a time as any.

"Oh, come inside, and we'll see if we can't get you some food, and some civilised company."

"Now, careful. Watch your step" Beaver warned us. I noticed Edmund staring at the two mountains where the Witch's house was situated. Enjoyin' the scenery, are we?" Beaver questioned.

"I'll talk to him," I said and dragged Edmund by his sleeve to a private area not to far from the entrance.

"Hey, let go of me!" he whined.

"Well stop acting like a brat your Majesty," I felt he needed reminding of this which worked because he shut up for a moment.

"What did you mean?" I knew what he meant.

"She's not one to be trusted Edmund believe me I know what she's like. Please trust me"

"I don't know if I can." And with that he walked away but not before spitting one final insult,

"Besides, what do you know?"

I knew there was no point in begging, in pleading, he had to make up his own mind about his allegiances it's just…he reminded me so much of Lucas…I headed inside but not before taking one last look at where the building the ruined my life stood.