A/N: Hello snowflakes. Here's chapter 2 of this. Enjoy and review.
Ivy's P.O.V.
I want to tell them who I really am, but my father would kill me if I did. Not literally of course but he would be very disappointed in me. I guess I can tell you guys, but you can't tell the others. My father is Aslan and I was sent to be the guardian of the Kings and Queens of old for this war.
"By the way, I'm…" Peter starts to say but I cut him off.
"I know who you are. Peter the Magnificent. Susan the Gentle. Edmund the Just. Lucy the Valiant. Everyone knows who you are." I smile at them. We continue walking and I let my mind drift off and apparently Queen Lucy notices.
"You ok?" Lucy asks me.
"Huh? Yeah. I'm fine just lost in thought, I guess." I say as we keep walking toward the beach. Suddenly I hear something that worries me. "Trumpkin." I run up the beach to see the river that leads into the forest. In a small boat two Telmarine soldiers are about the throw a tied up Trumpkin into the water. An arrow flies by me and sticks itself into the side of the boat and gains the attention of the soldiers.
"Drop him!" I hear Susan yell from behind me as she runs up next to me. I look at her with a 'Did you seriously just say that?' look. The soldiers look at each other and then they throw Trumpkin into the water. Then they reached for their crossbows but not before Susan let another arrow loose and it found it's home in one of the soldier's chest. Peter and Edmund give their swords to Susan and I and run for the river while the other soldier jumps overboard and swims away. Edmund swims for the boat and Peter dives into the water to retrieve Trumpkin. Finally Peter surfaces with Trumpkin in his arms and Edmund pulls the boat onto the shore. Peter gently puts Trumpkin down on the beach and he looks up at us in complete shock. I hand Edmund his sword as he comes to stand next to me. Lucy leans down and cuts the ropes around his hands with the dagger she got as a present from Father Christmas. Trumpkin rips his gag off and begins to spit up water as Lucy begins to cut the ropes around his legs. He stands up and looks at Susan with utter rage.
"Drop him?!" His low voice makes the kids jump. "That's the best you can come up with?!" Trumpkin throws his bindings to the ground.
"A simple 'thank you' would suffice." Susan says, a bit shocked at the way that Trumpkin is talking to her.
"They were doing fine drowning me without your help." Trumpkin points to where the boat was before Edmund pulled it in. There's a short silent pause between the five of us.
"Maybe we should have let them." Peter says coming to his sister's defense. Lucy being the peacekeeper decides to intervene.
"Why were they trying to kill you anyway?"
"They're Telmarines. That's what they do." Trumpkin says as he looks at the ground.
"Telmarines? In Narnia?" Edmund asks. I look at all of them and nod.
"Where have you been the past few hundred years?" Trumpkin asks sarcastically. The siblings all look at each other before Lucy answers.
"It's a bit of a long story." Susan goes to hand Peter his sword when Trumpkin notices the hilt and his eyes widen.
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me. You're it?" Trumpkin says as he looks at each of the siblings. "You're the Kings and Queens of old?" Then he takes a look at me and glares. "You I know. Sadly." I just roll my eyes at the dwarf
"High King Peter… the Magnificent." Peter says as he holds out his hand for Trumpkin to shake. I try to hold back a laugh and Edmund looks at me with a confused look on his face.
"You probably could have left out the last bit." Susan attempts to say quietly.
"Probably." Trumpkin says through his chuckles.
"You might be surprised." Peter says as he draws his sword. Trumpkin looks at the sword then to Peter.
"Oh, you don't want to do that, boy." Trumpkin warns. I know him too well. When Trumpkin sounds like that, it's because he's scared that someone could actually beat him in a fight.
"Not me. Him." Peter looks over to Edmund, who draws his sword and smiles. Peter walks over to Trumpkin and gives his sword to him. He lets the sword drop to the sand and he bends over it. Edmund gets into position and smiles at us. Suddenly, Trumpkin knocks Edmund's sword away and swings for his chest. Edmund moves out of the way, and Trumpkin hits Edmund in the face. I gasp and wince as Edmund stumbles backwards.
"Edmund!" Lucy screams in surprise at seeing her brother get hit.
"Aww, you alright?" Trumpkin asks in fake sympathy. They continue to slash at each other until Edmund gets the sword out of his grip and it flies in another direction. Trumpkin stares in shock, and falls down onto the beach. "Beards and bedsteads!" He exclaims. "Maybe that horn worked after all." Trumpkin looks at the kids with complete shock and wonder.
"What horn?" Susan asks as she takes a step toward the dwarf.
"Well, before those Telmarine stooges caught me, I was at my old friend's house and a Telmarine boy fell off of his horse in front of us. At first we thought he was a soldier, but he looked as terrified and confused was we were. I took a step toward him and he scrambled for Queen Susan's horn and blew it. Nikabrik hit the boy in the head and knocked him out while Trufflehunter dragged him into the hut. I was about to follow when I heard even more horses heading for us. The next thing I know, I'm surrounded by more soldiers and one of them yelled 'Where's Caspian?' But before I could answer, I got smashed in the head." Trumpkin explains as he stands up and dusts the sand off of himself.
"Who is this Caspian?" Peter asks.
"Apparently, he's the Telmarine prince and for some reason they want him dead." Trumpkin explains as he walks toward the boat and I begin to follow. He looks back at the siblings with a confused expression on his face. "Are you coming?" They all look at each other and reluctantly begin to walk toward the boat. This is going to be very interesting.