Chapter 5

First off, she was a girl. She was sitting on her bed. The room seemed tinted, like the inside of a limo. She turned to me and stood, but then stumbled a bit. A maid- that I didn't even notice at first- helped her stand straight. The girl wore a fitted black t-shirt and black jeans with a long silver necklace and a bunch of bracelets. She had layered blonde hair to her shoulder in length. Lastly, her eyes hid beneath dark sunglasses which made me puzzled because the room was dark enough already.

"Well? Are you going to speak so I can tell where you are?" I was now more bewildered.

"Um, sure. I'm over here," I said awkwardly. Her maid led her as she held her arms out, touching everything around her and in front of her. Then it occurred to me. The tinted room, the sunglasses, the maid.

She was blind.

The girl got over to me and had her fingers a few inches from my face when she asked, "May I?" I nodded, then realized that wouldn't work and muttered a yes. Her fingers ran across my cheeks and over my eyes and lips and my nose. Then she ran her fingers through my hair.

"Your name?"

"Um, Edmund. Edmund Pevensie." Her face lit up. I didn't think a face could light up if you couldn't see their eyes, but her's sure did.

"Well, King Edmund, welcome back to Cair Paravel." Even though her face showed excitement, her voice had an icy tone to it.

"Um, thanks." She didn't reply. She just stood there. I mean, just stood there. Not moving at all. It was one of the most awkward situations I'd ever been in. At last, she told her maid to help her back to her bed. I stood there still awkwardly.

"You can leave now. Unless you'd prefer to stay with me for some reason." I had to admit, I was extremely curious about her. I didn't have much else to do, so I decided to stay.

"Do you mind if I did stay?" She definitely seemed shocked by that, but I could tell she was a little bit happy, at least.

"Whatever," she concluded.

I sat down on a chair by her bed. It was quiet for a while.

"Edmund?" She asked breaking the silence.

"Yes?"

"Why did you stay?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, don't you have better things to do than hang out with some blind girl that you don't even know?"

I chuckled. "Not really. I was just kind of… curious about you."

"Curious? About me? Are you serious?" She demanded.

"Of course I'm serious!" It got quiet again for a little bit.

"Well, what are you curious about?"

"Um… Well, do you live here in the castle?"

"Uh, duh. This is my room." I felt a little stupid, but I still asked another question.

"Okay, so are you related to someone here?" She gazed off into the distance. Well, turned her head I guess I should say.

Her P.O.V.

My mind went mad with anger when I heard that question. All the unfair things I had faced. Just because I was blind, I didn't get the throne. I held it in though. I'd learned a new trick to keep in my anger that occasionally worked. I counted to ten and breathed in slowly. Then, I answered his question.

"Yeah. Kristen and Caspian," I mumbled.

"You're related to them?" He was surprised. Not a surprise there. Who wouldn't be surprised that the girl stuck in her room wearing sunglasses all the time is related to the king and "queen."

"Yes, I am. What else?" My attitude was a bit sour, but can you blame me?

"Actually, I have to go meet up with someone," he said as he stood up. I was kind of disappointed that he was leaving, but happy that I didn't have to face his ignorant questions anymore.

"Edmund!" I shouted, hoping he hadn't left yet.

"Yes?"

"Thanks for staying, I guess. You're different than a lot of other people."

"How am I different?"

"Well, for one, you didn't even ask my name."

"Oh, um, I'm sorry. I-"

"It's Camille."

"Camille," he copied. I nodded.

"Well, Camille, I really enjoyed learning more about you. Maybe I can get you out of your room sometime." I chuckled under my breath, so not enough to hear. "Goodbye," he said. I listened as he walked down the hall and away.

"Goodbye Edmund," I whispered.