Disclaimer: Narnia belongs to C.S Lewis.

A/N: Sorry that this title's chapter looks like the last one…the titles are the lyrics to the song, More Than It Seems, by Kutless, which also does not belong to me. Sorry about the delay, too- school just started again.

It's What I Should Be

I pocketed the little pouch of Lions and Trees I had exchanged with Peter. We figured that our Atlantean money, Corals and Shells (Which were not actually coral and shells- we simply called them that because we were an island country.) was of the same value as the Lions and Trees. The gold and silver coins, inscribed with a lion's face or a great tree, so different from our blue and silver inscribed with waves and a ship, clinked promisingly in my pocket. I shook out my blonde hair, inspected my blue tunic, and poked my head through the door of my sister's room to find her gazing critically at her painting. "What do you think, Dame? A cherry finish, or a mahogany finish?"

"For what?" I asked, fully stepping into her room and closing the door behind me. Aleks cast me a disparaging look.

"The frame, Damien. For the painting."

"Ohhh." I thought for a minute, studying the colors. "Cherry, I think. Mahogany would be too dark."

"That's what I was thinking." Aleks nodded and threw her sheet back over it. She slung her bag over her shoulder, her own pouch of Lions and Trees inside. "Thanks for telling me what I was thinking."

"Anytime."

It was strange how tense she had been, only yesterday, and this morning she just waltzes into breakfast like it was just an ordinary day. The rest of them hadn't been worried to begin with, but Aleks had been sure it was all her fault. Now, however, she was just as happy as the rest of them. It made me suspicious.

We met our brother outside. As we advanced upon him, he quickly and suspiciously stowed something in his pocket. Why were my siblings being all suspicious today? It was really starting to freak me out.

"Adrien, what is in your pocket?" Aleks asked. Adrien looked up at her sheepishly.

"Nothing…?"

"It doesn't look like nothing to me."

Adrien sighed and extracted a white, fuzzy lump from his pocket. Nikolai looked up at Aleks hopefully. "Pleeeeeeeease can I come?"

Aleks thought for a minute, then looked at me. "What do you think?"

"I'm thinking not. Nikolai would get lost among the crowd, and then we'd have to find him, and that would take hours, and nothing would get done."

Aleks looked at Adrien. "Sorry, but I'm going to have to agree with him."

Adrien sighed again. "Sorry, Nik." He set the kitten down on the floor. Nikolai looked downcast for a moment, then a bit of dust went floating by and he attempted to tackle it.

"Come on, guys, let's go," I said, impatient. I wanted to finish everything up. My siblings looked at me, smiled at my impatient expression, and followed me down to the foyer.