Hey everybody. Sorry I didn't post his chapter along with chapter 6 like I said I would. I had to suddenly go somewhere with my parents. Oh yeah. Thanks elenamindollin for telling me about putting different people's quotes in another paragraph. Anyways, here's Chapter 7.

Peter's POV

I have to find her. I know I'll find her. That's the thought that keeps running through my head. Unfortunately my hope is disappearing little by little. I've been riding out here for hours. I wouldn't know how many because I stopped counting after 5 hours. All I know is that it's definitely night because the sun's already gone down. I've tried to keep enough food for the rest of the trip but I'm running out of food and energy. Steven ((the horse's name in case you forgot)) is also getting tired. I guess I'm lucky he's not a talking horse. He'd probably be complaining so much and send him back to Cair Paravel. Whoa, Steven. Why did you stops so suddenly? Wait a second . Are those wolves howling? What if they're coming for us? Wait. There's something in the bushes. It's too late to hide now. Oh Aslan, what do I do?

Regular POV

Avanta pushed Melanie out of her room causing her to trip. He shoved as she sat on the ground her wrist in pain. "Get up," he snarled. She slowly stood up and started walking in the direction he was leading her

She said, "Why are you doing this?"

He turned around suddenly, startling her. "I don't make the rules. I'm just choose to follow them," he growled voice deep. He started walking again and continued talking. "Noelle says she wanted you at her throne so I'm bringing you to her."

Melanie was quiet for a few moments, She retorted, "Why did you call her by her name only. Isn't it supposed to be Your Majesty?"

Avanta winced when he realized his mistake but said nothing. Melanie grinned in triumph. Finally they arrived in Noelle's throne room. Avanta walked ahead of Melanie.

"Your Highness," he said, glaring at Melanie who just smirked at him. "I've brought your prisoner."

"Thank you, Avanta," the evil witch replied, coldly sending chills down Melanie's spine. Avanta quickly fled the room purposely shoving Melanie in the process.

Noelle sat still for a few moments before speaking. "Do you know why you're here, Melanie?" She shook her head. "Very well then," Noelle sighed standing up. "MENEAR," she screamed so loud that Melanie cried out in surprise. At that moment a Minotaur came out of the other room.

"Yes Your Majesty," he said in a deep voice.

Noelle looked Melanie in the eye, her cold, icy blue ones cutting through Melanie's scared, tear-filled green ones. "Take her to the front room and bind her. Let's see Peter's reaction when he sees the love of his life being tortured."

The love of his life. What is she talking about? Peter can't possibly love me. He's getting married to Janice!

Before Melanie could speak, Menear was dragging her out of the room and Melanie had no chance of escape.

Peter sat still. Maybe the noise will stop and I'll get time to hide. No! I can't just leave Steven here to be killed! Suddenly, a wolf jumped out at Peter. Steven whinnied and bucked sending Peterflying. Luckily, he landed on soft grass but he still felt the pain wash over his body.Instantly, his hand reached down to his belt for his sword but was painfully reminded that he had come unarmed.

The wolf snickered, "Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you. the worst case scenario would be for me to tell her that I had killed the person she needs the most. Follow me." As amazing as it may seem, Peter followed him.

As a few seconds of silence Peter asked, "Wh-who arey-you?"

"Avanta," the wolf replied, without even glancing at Peter.

They finally arrived at Noelle's castle. Peter shuddered as it brought back memories of when Edmund was captured. No. Don't think about that. Aslan said not to think about the past. What's done is done.

"You have to leave your horse here. Noelle won't allow him in the castle. He's probably almost considered a weapon because he can help fight if you have to," Avanta said. Peter was instantly snapped out of his thoughts. He slid off of Steven just to collapse to the ground from lack of energy and sitting too long.

He said to his horse, "I want you to go and find something to eat, something to drink, and somewhere to rest. I know I can trust you to take care of yourself and don't run off too far. You already know the signal for when you should return." Even though he wasn't a talking horse, it seemed that Steven understood everythingPeter had just said.

Peter slowly started following Avanta towards the castle. They approached two large doors which Peter and Avanta pushed open. The first thing Peter saw when he walked inside was Noelle standing next to a Minotaurand three wolves. The next thing he saw took his breath away. "MELANIE," he cried out.

Melanie had most definitely been tortured. Her hair wasn't the usual light brown color. It was now a dark brown almost red color. Peter realized that was because it was stained with blood. Her arms and legs were bruised. Her arms were tied behind her back and her legs tied together. Her clothes ripped, covered in blood , and exposing various parts of her body. There were freshly made cuts on her cheeks they were bleeding. She was gagged and looked drowsy. Peter assumed she was falling in and out of consciousness. But the part that broke Peter's heart the most was when he looked at her eyes. Melanie's usually bright, joyful green eyes were filled with tears, fright and worry. Peter's concern quickly turned to anger.

He looked at Noelle and said through gritted teeth, "Let. Her. Go. NOW!"

Noelle didn't even flinch. "I'll let her go all right, but not without a fight."

As soon as she said this. The three wolves next to her began to crawl towards Peter, growling. Melanie was wide awake now, watching in horror. Suddenly, a wolf pounced on him while the Menear walked towards them. Menear reached them and hit Peter in the head with the butt end of the spear ((you know, the wooden end that doesn't have the sharp part)) sending white hot pain through Peter's head. Then he felt something sharp enter his abdomen. Noelle laughed as he screamed out in pain. Everything started swaying and Peter felt a warm, sticky substance on his hand. He looked to see that it was blood. His blood. The last thing he remembered hearing was the sound of cloth ripping, someone sputtering and coughing, and the sound of Melanie's voice screaming his name before he blacked out.

Let's out a deep breath Well what did you think? I told you it was better than the other chapter, didn't I? Tell me what you thought by reviewing and remember I'm not going to update unless I get reviews. I've already started chapter 8 so it should be up soon.