HELLO!

Sorry this took so very long to post, I have been extremely busy.

NEW CHARACTER WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT! *cue applause*

You are all going to love her. So this new bit is set in Galma, where Lucy, Peter and Jill are there to show off Jill as the new Queen, and to make an inspection of the govenor and his court. No Eustace and EDmund, poor guys. They won't be in the next chapter either but they WILL be in the one after that.

I apologise if this chapter is a little rusty, as I haven't got quite used to my newbie.

And finally, say hello to some ACTION :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:

ENJOY! READ! REVEIWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

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A small, dark-haired girl scuttled forward, out of the shadows, to see the bright figures progressing down the street.
Her name was Tia, and she was 14. From her small hole/tent that served as a home, she had heard great horns and trumpets sounding, and rushed to see what was going on. She spotted one of the other girls in her patch and ran over to her.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"It's the Narnians!"

Tia was shocked; the Narnians hadn't visited Galma for years. Well, not the New Galma. She was confused though.

"But why are they here?"

The other girl laughed.

"Well, there's a new King and Queen, there's five now!"

Five monarchs!? Tia thought that was ridiculous, but all thoughts were knocked out of her head as the Royals came into view.

The three heading the dancing party stood out. The young, golden-haired man who stood in the middle must have been High King Peter, as he was so handsome and regal to be anything less.
On his right was a merry-faced girl of about 19. That was Queen Lucy, the High King's youngest sister. She was heart-wrenchingly beautiful, and seemed to dance instead of walk.
Then there was the other Queen who Tia didn't recognise. She was just as beautiful as Queen Lucy, and appeared to be the same age. She had long, dark blonde hair and steely, blue eyes.
They were all dressed in bright eye-catching gowns and cloaks, and had crowns upon their heads.

Each of the monarchs were armed, the King with a magnificent, long, red sheathed sword, Queen Lucy with a small dagger, which looked like a tiny version of the King's sword. The new Queen had an elegant bow, and gold feathered arrows, which were all poking out of an ivory and gold quiver.
She seemed to be a little more wary than the others, who were strolling along with easy smiles. Her eyes roamed over the town curiously. Tia guessed it must have been her first time in Galma.

Suddenly they had rounded the corner, and they were out of sight. The rest of the crowd ran after them, cheering and laughing. Tia stood stock still in the deserted street. She then sighed, and turned back the way she came.

***

She sat down in her hole and gazed around at the deserted, canvas covered area that served for a patch for her and six other boys and girls.

Tia's parents had been merchant jewellers, but one day, when Tia was 12, they hadn't come home. Tia had been kicked out, onto the street. She had discovered that her parents had been in serious debt, and had been killed by a merciless, dark-haired young man who now fashioned himself as 'King of the streets'. The dark, underworld of Galma was unknown to the governor and his court. The arrival of the Narnians was a bad sign. If they suspected something...

But they wouldn't. No one knew anything.

But there was a small part of Tia that hoped they would find out. She had been living as a pathetic street orphan for three years, and was kicked around and spat on every day. If these Narnians were smart, they would look past the gleaming walls of Castle Fenral, and to the streets.

It was dark by now, and they would be back soon, the King and his minions. Tia served as a sort of unwilling messenger. It was better than being alone, especially at her age.

Right on time, a crouched figure darted around the alleyway toward her. It was Rat, The King's second in command.

"Tia?"

"Yes, I'm here"

"His majesty has a job for you..."

The sentence ended with a sinister chuckle. Tia bit her lip worriedly, but followed Rat anyway. He lead her through a maze of alleyways, keeping out of all sight.

"Rat, where are we going?"

"Oh, the king has a special job for you"

He said no more, but crept further ahead. They were way out of line now, as they had entered the circle of houses that surrounded castle Fenral. The castle was on the edge of the sea, but had high, unwelcoming walls and was made out of dull, grey slate. The torrents were wind-worn and the flags were tattered. Golden lights shone through each window, and faint music could be heard.

Rat was beaconing her closer. She slid in beside him, holding her breath at his stench. There was a hole in the great wall, with stairs inside. He grinned devilishly, and started up the stairs.

Tia grimaced, pushed her unruly hair back from her face and followed him up. The tunnel was dark, and water dripped off the walls. They had gone up about 40 steps when the ground levelled out, and they stepped into an imposing courtyard.

Tia was shocked. They had never gone this far before, not into the actual castle. Suddenly a hand slapped over her mouth, and she was yanked back into the refuge of a bush. She bit down as hard as she could on the hand, and felt it be whipped back, a gruff voice cursing.

"Watch yourself wench"

Tia bristled at that voice. It was the king himself. She spun around snarling.

"Let me go King, This time it's too far!"

He laughed, his darkly handsome face barely visible.

"I don't take orders from lowlife like you, Tia. But I have a job for you. In but a few moments, Their Narnian majesties will soon round that corner. You are going to sit there and be a poor pathetic little Galmanian girl, who has one to love her."

Tia glanced at the pathways that lead into the garden. She could faintly hear laughter. She set her jaw and glared at the King.

"Why?"

"Oh, that's nothing to worry your pretty head about, just get out there"

Tia yanked her arm out of his iron grip.

"No"

The King growled and struck a stunning blow across her face. She stumbled back, gasping. A trickle of blood ran down her cheek. The King advanced, thunder in his eyes. He grabbed her around the neck and hissed furiously

"You never question me! I said, get out there –"

"How DARE you! LET GO OF HER!"

Tia realised that she and the King had fallen out of the bush, and were in full view; Rat was nowhere to be seen.

But sprinting toward her was a young woman, dressed finely, with two others close behind. The King sprang back, his dagger in his hands.

One of the woman's companions snatched at her arm and drew her back. But the other, a tall young man, leapt at the king, tackling him to the ground. There was a brief squabble, but within a few moments, the man had the king in an arm-lock of steel, and the dagger lay discarded on the ground.

Suddenly, a realisation shattered through Tia's dazed mind. These were the figures from the street. The man was King Peter, and the girl who had yelled at the 'King' was the new queen. The other was Queen Lucy.

That same Queen was now on her knees beside Tia helping her up. She turned to the other Queen, who had snatched up the dagger and was advancing on the fake King.

"Careful, Jill"

So the New Queen's name was Jill. Queen Jill now had the dagger aimed at the street King's throat.

"Who are you? What are doing here?"

The King did not answer, only jerking his head up imperiously. Queen Jill narrowed her eyes. Tia thought that Queen Jill was a person you would not want to have as your enemy.

"Answer me!"

The King grinned rebelliously

"There is nothing to say Lady"

The High King growled, and strengthened his arm-lock.

"The 'Lady' is a Queen, fool"

Queen Jill threw the dagger away.

"No matter" She said, then turned and roared;

"GUARDS!"

Two sturdy men came running round into the courtyard. Their eyes widened at the scene; The High King had some ragamuffin in an arm-lock, whom Queen Jill was staring daggers at. Queen Lucy was standing, her arms protectively around a skinny little girl.

"Your majesty?"

Throwing the King one last contemptuous glance, Jill gave the men their orders.

"Have this man thrown into the dungeon, and inform the governor that he awaits a trail tomorrow"

Without a further word, the men grabbed the King and dragged him away. Surprisingly, the king made no sound, allowing himself to be yanked brutally away.

Queen Jill sighed, and the High King ran a hand through his hair. Queen Lucy stepped away from Tia, and she could feel all their eyes on her.

Three royals had just fought for her. Tia had never had anyone fight for her, let alone the King and Queens of Narnia. Tis felt her face burning and stared resolutely at the ground, too nervous to look up.

She heard one of the three advancing toward her. She didn't move a muscle, thinking, they're going to do something horrible to me, now that they're finished with the King.

Two small fingers slipped under her chin, and gently tilted her face up.

Tia stared into the now-kind blue eyes of Queen Jill.

"Girl, what did he do to you?"