Alahna
I was sitting on the Stone Table sharpening my dagger Aurora when Roseanne came in. She was wearing a beautiful dark blue dress, much better than her old brown gown and leather boots.
"Hello," she said softly, coming to stand by the table.
I put Aurora back in her case and looked at Roseanne as she sat down. "Do you hate me?" She whispered.
"I was going to ask you the same question." I responded, pushing my hair behind my ears.
"It's just…you've been spending an awful lot of time with…" she trailed off.
At first I was confused, and then laughed, feeling all the worry lift off my shoulders. Roseanne was in love with Peter. How could I have not noticed?
"By the Mane, no!" I exclaimed laughing.
She frowned, "I'm being serious, do you even know who I'm talking about?" "
Yes, Peter right?" I smirked.
She crossed her arms. "Well, why are you laughing?" She rolled her eyes.
"I'm laughing because you actually think I fancy Peter!" She blushed. "It's just…you two get along so well."
I stopped laughing, trying to be serious, "Look, it's just called having similar interests, we enjoy talking about sword fighting, he says I'm as good as Edmund."
She looked impressed. "He compared you to King Edmund?"
I grinned, knowing all our worries were gone. "Yes, it shocked me too. He even set up a match for me and Edmund to test my ability."
Roseanne and I sat there on the Stone Table for what seemed like years. I decided to ask a serious question.
"Who do you think the spy is?"
Roseanne frowned. "I've been giving this a lot of thought; honestly I can't come to a good decision. I don't know." She turned her attention to the stone carving of Aslan.
"I'm sure you'll figure it out."
I began thinking of Caspian, what he was thinking about the Telmarine spy.
"Alahna, I know." Roseanne said.
"Know what?" I asked, wondering if she had decoded who the spy was.
"About Caspian. That you're in love with him."
"What are you talking about?" I really didn't want to discuss love with the girl who was stealing the attention of the guy I had feelings for.
"It's obvious." She continued.
I thought about telling her I didn't like that Caspian was falling for her, but I settled for saying, "Don't tell anyone."
I looked up to see Peter, Caspian, Edmund, and the others in charge of battle strategy come in.
"Ah Ladies, we were looking for you." Peter said and grinned.
"Well here we are," I said standing up and walking over to lean against a wall, "Let's talk Narnian Freedom."