Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with C.S. Lewis. I own Erb, Ticketbutle, and Laylee

This chapter is dedicated to: Zarrco, Miss. Titcha, RockyHorrorFan, Shawcross Girl

I'm sorry If I've missed anyone. Please R&R

An Accord

Laylee woke up with a warm glow casting over her face. As she looked to her left she saw a man sitting in front of a fire. She assumed that her vision was a bit messed up because it looked like the man might have been 3 feet tall, and that would be a maximum. As he walked closer toward her she was that she had been right about the height, also he had a long beard and was wearing funny clothes. He put some thing on her head that looked like spinach on her head and dabbed a wet cloth with it. When he stopped for a second Laylee said,

"Who are you, I don't mean to seem rude but I don't know where I am"

"Of course miss, you are in Narnia"

"Yeah, right next I'll be going to Hogwarts"

"I'm sorry but I don't know where Hogwarts is, is that another kingdom?"

"Oh my gosh, you're serious"

"Yes miss…" said the man

"Oh sorry, I'm Laylee and you are…"

"Ticketbutle , pleased to make your acquaintance Miss. Laylee, and yes I am quite serious"

Laylee had read the Narnia books back at home, and knew all about Narnia. Also she couldn't just show up and expect nothing to happen. Then she realized I don't know what time period I'm in possible Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy hadn't come yet. If the White Witch was still in power she could easily been mistaken for one of the future Queens of Narnia. Wait how did she know that this man wasn't a spy for the queen. Now what exactly was Ticketbutle? Judging from the wrinkles he looked about 40 years old but no 40 year old was 3 feet tall. Then it hit her, he wasn't a man, he was a dwarf. But she had to be sure.

"Excuse me Mr. Ticketbutle, are you a dwarf?"

"Of course miss, did you think I was very short Son of Adam"

"No , I'm sorry to have bothered you"

And then he went back to putting his herbs away. Then Laylee went back to thinking, Narnia, then that would explain the talking horse. Wait, the horse what had happened to him?

"Mr. Ticketbutle, where is the horse that met me by the river?"

Ticketbutle gave a little chuckle, "You are referring to Erb, he is a messenger for King Peter. You gave him quite a scare this morning, after you had fainted he brought you he. He trusts me and knows I will help him, I also happened to be a master healer. After he dropped you have he had to go deliver a letter to Archland. He said that he would be back to check on you and take you to High King Peter."

"Take me to King Peter, why I haven't done anything wrong?"

"We are readying ourselves for a war with Archland, it has brewing for many years. Anyone could be a spy, we don't want to take any chances."

"Me? A spy? I can't tell a lie convincingly, how am I supposed to be a spy? I thought that Narnia was just a story then I find out that it's real, and that I'm supposedly a spy. My gosh, please believe me Mr.Ticketbutle I am not a spy"

As Ticketbutle looked into Laylee's grey eyes, with tears threatening to fall. He saw the truth resounding off her troubled face.

"Of course I believe you miss"

"Thank you so much"

Then Laylee reached over and hugged a very stunned dwarf. When she let go she saw his very stunned face.

"Oh, my I'm very sorry. I didn't , I mean I uhhh. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry"

"No it's ok, I just haven't been hugged since my wife died in the Battle Beruna. It's been two years, I've spent that time perfecting my skills. Welding, healing, practicing with swords I've made. I befriended Erb and we've spent many nights talking about the past"

"I'm terribly sorry about your wife. Mr. Ticketbutle, this is very important. Listen closely none of the Royal highnesses can know I'm hear. I think that it would be best if I just stay out of their way until I can find a way to get home. I think I will go find a cave when I can live, I can get my own food and look after my self. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long before I can go home. I must thank you for your hospitality but… Mr. Ticketbutle why are you laughing at me. This isn't funny, I insist you stop this instant. Mr. Ticketbutle!"

"Sorry my dear, but you think that you can survive on your own. Miss, you would survive by you self out there for more then two days. You don't know Narnia clearly you don't know how to fight, what foods to eat and which one's to avoid. How to clean animals after you've killed them, and many other things that are necessary to live here. How about I make you a deal, I teach you what you need to know and then after that you can go any where or do any thing you want. You'll stay here while you train. Do we have an accord?"

"Let me think for a moment" replied Laylee,

"Would you tell no one that I am here?"

"No one besides Erb and I know that you are here, and Erb and I won't tell anyone. He may have to quit his job because he can't lie either but that won't bother him that much, He would rather train to be in the army."

"I wouldn't want to make him quit his job."

"That's ok he wants to"

"Well then, yes we have an accord."

"Good," said Ticketbutle as he pushed a bowl of soup towards her.

"Eat you're going to need your strength"

AN: I don't know anything about female dwarfs but for the purpose of the story, there are. Also I don't know if anyone actually died during the battle but also for the story they did. Also I might update on the weekend if I can get it written. Next Chapter will be 6 months later (in the story)