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Chapter 5

When Amelia and Mossly got to the "kitchen", she actually realized what it was. It was a large tent outside, which all the Trees would come in and empty their fruit filled branches into a large hole in the center of the tent. After all the Tree people would walk out, other creatures would walk in and take whatever fruit they wanted and eat it, one goat trotted over ate and apple, and with his mouth, threw it outside the tent, when Amelia looked to where he had thrown it, she saw another larger and deeper hole, filled with the cores and seeds of the eaten fruit. She walked back into the tent to Mossly's side.

"Take what you want Miss, there is plenty for all." He said with his eyes alight with humor.

"Alright..." She said, walking over the edge of the hole, and she picked up a peach. She walked back over to Mossly and bit into it. If you have ever starved yourself and once you were on the brink of fainting, and you finally ate something, and it tasted like the best thing you could have ever eaten in your entire like, whether it be a stale crust of bread or and apple pie, you feel like you could never eat anything but that for the rest of your life. This was exactly what Amelia felt as she bit into that peach. She smiled as she finished it and when she was asked if she wanted anything else, she was surprisingly so stuffed, she couldn't eat anything more even if she wanted.

"I am right in guessing you do not want the soup or bread that was mentioned earlier, do you, young Miss?" Mossly said with a chuckle.

"Oh, I'm sorry, after that peach I couldn't eat anything else, but it will be getting dark soon, and I would like to go for a walk. Is that alright?" She asked.

"Well of course, if you walk around the forest for a few paces, you will find the entrance to a trail. It would be best if you stayed on it. But just incase of any danger I am going to give you this." He said, while holding up a small cone shaped thing, not any bigger than the whistles they use at her school. "If you blow into it, anyone in Faun in the castle can hear it, and they will know instantly where you are. It resembles Susan the Gentle's horn."

"What?"

"Oh never mind, she was one of the great Queens in the Golden Age. But it is almost dark and if you want to go, you had best leave now." He said giving her a little nudge in the back, motioning for her to leave. She put the miniature horn in her right pocket, where she found the apple. She gave a small laugh, but she decided to bury it. She dug a small hole in the ground with her hand, not caring if they got dirty, because they did, and she put the apple in it, and filled it back up again. She wiped her hands against each other, and smiled. Then she continued on her way to the entrance path.

It wasn't so much a path as it was a small separation between the trees, sometimes disappearing all together. She smiled, because she was in the mood for another exploration, and this would do perfectly. She walked in, occasionally pushing branches out of her way, or having to climb over fallen logs, but after a bit she found herself at the edge of a very large clearing. With the very dim light, she could only vaguely make out the shape of someone sitting on the other side.

Amelia felt that she should be a little cautious, but when she heard the sound of crying, she couldn't help but edge a little closer. Then she felt that she should see what's wrong. "Hey there! Are you alright?" She yelled out from across the clearing.

"H-hello? Is anyone there?" Said a very tired, dry voice.

"Yes, are you alright? Do you need some help?"

"Oh deary! I have fallen over, and my legs hurt terribly, I have been out here for hours! Please, please help me!" Said the voice again.

Amelia guessed that it must have been an old woman out for a walk, and she happened to slip. She walked over slowly, afraid that she might slip herself, if she weren't careful. By the time she reached the old woman they were trying to stand. Amelia rushed over, and offered her arm to the helpless old woman.

"Oh thank goodness you found me darling! I don't know how long I would have been out here!" She said. "And what a pretty little girl you are." She said once again, her voice changing a little, but Amelia couldn't place it. She raised her hands in what Amelia could have only presumed was to give her a hug, but when she looked into the old woman's face, she gave a sneer and showed her fang filled mouth.

Amelia was suddenly pulled back by someone grabbing her arm, and she fell to the ground. When she looked up, she saw the woman fall to the ground with an arrow sticking out of the centre of her head. Amelia was so stunned she couldn't move a muscle, and when she heard someone talk to her, she jumped about a foot into the air. Then they asked her the same question again.

"Are you alright?" The man asked.

Amelia just looked at him, unable to speak. "Amelia! Are you alright!" He asked a little more forcefully.

"I-I guess..." She said while shaking. It didn't even register that he knew her name.

"You guess."

"Y-yeah..."

"Do you know what that was?" He asked her seriously.

"An old woman...Wait, she had fangs!" Amelia blurted out.

"That's because it was a Hag." When he noted her confused look, he went on. "Hags lure their victims in by posing as an old woman who is either hurt, or lost, once the victims come close enough, they pounce."

Amelia couldn't say anything to that. She started shaking even more. The man walked over to her, bow still in hand, and held his hand out. When he got closer, she could see his face more clearly and she gasped when she saw who it was. "Caspian?"

"Yes, now we need to get back to the castle, I can see a storm coming." He explained as she grabbed his hand, and was pulled to her feet. He grabbed onto her upper arm lightly, and led her back through the "trail".

When they were about halfway through, the rain came. At first it was light, and barely made it through the canopy of the trees, but minutes later, it was pouring and they were wet to the bone. Caspian had his right arm around her shoulder, while his left arm was holding her left arm. He was pretty much pulling her along. Once they got out of the forest, he grabbed hold of her wrist and they were both sprinting to the castle door. Once they both were safely inside, Amelia burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter, and soon after, Caspian followed.

Author's note: Awww, lol, this is a bit longer than the other chapters, like a page, not much I know, but at least I tried! So I hope you like it, because I really like writing it :P Any questions, suggestions or comments, PLEASE REVIEW!