A/N: Hello guys so I'm sooooooooooooooooo excited to post this chapter I don't know why since my story hasn't reached it's climax, YET. So don't worry i know the first few chapters of stories are usually boring (seriously though, I've been there I know). So, if you want to know how this story is going to be like then keep on reading and reviews please comment on my story like, what should I do, should I improve something, what should I change, you know.

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CHAPTER 4

For every second my head turned, either to the left or the right during our walk in the hallway, Susan and Lucy glanced at me and then smiled. They knew I was enjoying my time looking around the magnificent design and arts the building had. I was smiling widely all along and I didn't even notice it. The paintings and statues on each of the side were completely making me stunned.

"Enjoying the surroundings huh?" Susan said smirking.

"Yes! These are amazing. Your people are artistic." I told them.

"Well, it's in our blood." Lucy told me. "Yey! Here is your room." Lucy pointed at a huge door nearby excitedly.

Susan opened a what happened to be a huge white door with a golden door hinge. As we walked inside, I could see a king bed size with white sheets. The bed had a canopy which was pretty awesome since I really like that kind of bed. It's girl-ish.

And also on the left side of the bed, there was a tiny table with a candle on it, a white wooden wardrobe with two doors, and a dressing table. My room was white all over the place. And also, there was a balcony on the right side of the bed. How cool was that?

I've always wanted a balcony in my own room. Back in my own world my house was not as big as this (of course) and even though I was comfortable with my bedroom, it didn't have a window seat or even like a balcony like this. Once I had begged to my mom about wanting a window seat but she said it was pointless to have and it costs so much money.

I stared at the room in awe, with my jaw dropped open and I was blinking like I just couldn't believe at what I saw. My mom should have seen this and let me have a freaking one, I thought.

"I hope you will like this room as much as I do. This is my favorite guest room." Lucy said cheerfully.

"Like? Lucy, I love it." I exclaimed happily smiling widely.

"And about what Edmund said earlier, please don't take it to the heart and forgive my immature brother, that one yes. His deed was immature." Susan apologized to me sincerely.

Edmund indeed sucks. I thought I would be greeted with hospitality by the royal family, but perhaps Edmund himself did not think about what I was thinking. I was confused by what he said earlier though. Sneaking into his room at night, what was that supposed to mean?

I admit I'm a girl, but I'm not that far and not that bitchy to actually do that. I wouldn't. Who is he thought of me that way? Sure he is a King of a world I got stumbled into, but could he be more respectful towards a stranger that didn't even have just one clue about what she just got into? I don't think so.

"I'm so sorry too because of having to put you in this guest room, which is near Edmund's. His room is in front of yours." Susan added.

"It's okay. And forgive me as well because I was being rude. I was not supposed to say it that way, let alone he is a King and I'm just an ordinary person who accidentally stumbled here." I said truthfully.

"No. Don't think that way, you are welcome here if you are wondering. We don't look at people and treat them differently because of their statues, we treat people equally. Don't worry." Susan said and stroked my messy hair. It was dirty and dry. I smelled a bit fishy because I was sweating. Well, I need to take a long bath after this.

"Okay," Lucy came into the room after going to grab me a few clothes to wear and some towels. She was gone while I was talking to Susan and I didn't recognize it until then.

"Thank you." I thanked her gratefully and I was like, thank God I could take a long relaxing bath after this.

"You're welcome."

"So I guess we both can leave you now, and you'll free to clean up yourself as long as you want. We know you are tired." Susan said and then she and Lucy walked towards the door.

"Oh! Don't forget to wear the yellow dress, it's my favorite!" Lucy yelled from outside of the door before Susan closing it. "Lucy." Susan mumbled to her and chuckled.o

I chuckled myself and then yelled back, "of course!"

I sighed in happiness. My smile was growing wider every second. "Relax time!" I said to myself cheerfully. I went to the bathroom and took off my clothes, and just preparing the warm water. It was so relaxing and fun and I could drown myself into sleep in the bathtub as long as I wanted.

Flashbacking to what had happened today, it all seemed like a dream still playing in my head until now. But I knew I had to convince myself that this was all really happening and soon enough I have to adapt with my new situation. How can I deal with my new situation anyway, I sighed.

I could only hope that everything would be fine and I could return to my world quickly and safely. I couldn't imagine if people who I love dearly there are looking for my unknown missing presence.

Soon enough, I fell asleep in the bathtub peacefully.

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"PETEEEEEEEER!" Edmund's voice echoed the hallway outside Peter's office and it instantly making Peter laughed.

The door burst open and that stood Edmund's figure. His face was horrid and he looked beyond furious. His eyes were burning in desire to hang his brother's head at a high pole. He was holding a pair of brown leather boots. There was dirt all over it and if it wasn't that dirty, it could look pretty nice.

"What the bloody hell did you do to my favorite boots?!" he yelled and walked towards Peter where he sat behind his work desk, laughing so hard holding his hurt stomach.

"I am so sorry for that-" Peter said still laughing and wiping his tears from laughing but Edmund cut off.

"WHAT THE HELL PETER, SORRY?" Edmund's anger got exploded. It really was explosive after all.

"I borrowed it okay, I needed boots to practice and I fell on a pool of mud. Backwards." Peter said the last word in embarrassment.

"Is that all you can come up with?!"

"I'm sorry okay! I forgot to wash it. Even if it couldn't be washed and look like it's new, I would buy you a pair of new ones!"

"Is that all you can come up with? Really? I don't need your money to buy a new ones. I LOVED THIS ONE!"

Peter, still laughing but now didn't as loud as before stood from his chair and walked towards his little brother. "Look, I'm sorry okay. I promise I'll wash it up but if it doesn't look new and you don't like it anymore, I promise I'll buy you another one." He said patting his brother's shoulder.

"You don't know how much I hate you right now do you?" Edmund stared at his brother intently like he was about to bite off his head or something.

"Nope." Peter said and burst out laughing out loud again.

"Stop it Pete, you're just so not funny." Edmund said and rolled his eyes.

"Yes, I'm not. But you are."

"Hey, I just want my rights!" Edmund defended himself.

"Ed?" Peter called his name raising his eyebrow and smirking at him wickedly.

"Yes?" he replied annoyed.

"You know this argument is stupid to last even longer right?"

"So?"

Peter finally took the boots from Edmund's hands and said, "I'll wash it okay. Don't be that upset, you're not cute when you are upset." Peter thought he wouldn't say the last words earlier, but somehow those words came out from his mouth and for a second he chuckled because of himself. "I did not just say that." Peter mumbled to himself afterwards. Edmund who heard, smirking secretly.

"I'm not cute." Edmund said. His anger started lifting and he smirked at his brother for succeeded making him smile after being in a messed up mood earlier. Edmund knew he loved his brother that much to make him smile like that. For his brother High King status, Peter is not the kind of person who appeared with a bleak face because of exhaustion and he is not hard in the lead, but rather the opposite of all that. He's a good man, a gentle, large-spirited, benefactors, and of all the good properties of Peter's, what Edmund really loved the most from him was his sense of humor that Edmund himself owned. No wonder why he is so humorous, he thought to himself often.

"What's going on-" Susan came into the room after hearing all the barking and laughing that echoed the hallway but she was cut off by Edmund.

"Shu shu sister."

"What's with that Ed? Don't you want to hug your lovely sister." Susan said, opening her arms wide open to hug Edmund, but Edmund ducked away and slipped to her back.

"Not gonna happen, dear sister." He said. "And for your information, you'd kill if you hug someone."

"What? No I don't."

"Yes you do. You almost killed that Duke from Archenland a few years back. He whined at me for what you did. He said you were like, sucking out all of the oxygen he tried to breath." Edmund said sarcastically, grinning at his sister.

"I did not okay! He is so ungrateful."

"Tell him that sometime later."

"Stop smirking will you Ed."

"It's just a part of who I am. Don't like my smirk? Don't look at me. I know I'm that cool, but seriously though, stop staring."

"WHY YOU LITTLE BRAT-" Susan screamed in frustration for having a useless argument with her brother. Edmund laughed so loud until he went out.

"You should teach him some mannerism." Susan said as she turned her head to Peter who sat on the edge of his work desk, still chucking at what happened earlier.

"Yes, I should. He is getting weirder everyday." Peter said as he rolled his eyes.

"What is that?" Susan suddenly pointed at a pair of boots that Peter and Edmund were arguing about earlier with curiosity, raising her eyebrow. "God, Peter it looks so gross."

"It's Edmund's. Long story though, but I have to get it cleaned up as soon as possible, or else he would chop every piece of my body." Peter explained and grabbed the boots.

"You should." Susan mumbled to warn Peter with her 'or-else-you-are-dead' look.

"I know right? Gotta go. See you later Su." Peter kissed Susan's cheek before he went out and Susan just shook her head at her brothers' behavior these days.

"Peter!" Susan called him out before he went.

"What?"

"I forgot something. Could you tell Ariana that dinner is almost ready and help her find the dining room? I have to go to the tailor. My dress has a problem."

"Ah. Bossy much?" Peter mocked her still grinning.

"Jealous much?" Susan replied and rolled her eyes.

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Peter voluntarily followed what his sister said. He would not give excuses to not to do so, since he himself was not an objection to order. So, he went to Ariana's room and knocked the door slowly.

Knock Knock.

He knocked and waited, but there was no answer from within the room. He tried to knock again.

"Ariana?"

Knock Knock.

Still no answer. Peter heaved a breath and opened the door slowly. He was peeking in and it turns out the room was dark. The lights were not lit. Peter was wondering where was Ariana. The balcony door was not open. Surely, she did not try to run away. She looked happy before, although other expressions of her face didn't exactly what Peter would want to see after he told her that she must stay here for, God knows how long.

So, he tiptoed his feet inside and turned on the lights. He noticed that the bed was still made. All contents of the room looked uninhabited apart from a few towels and dresses that were put on top of the mattress. He turned his head to the bathroom's door and thought, if she is in there and I if get in…

Peter sighed and defeated after having a long argument in his head with that little voice of his. He knocked on the bathroom door a few times to make sure whether she was inside or not.

"Ariana? Hello? "

Still no answer.

He's turning the hinge of the bathroom door and what a shock, he found in the bathtub, Ariana's body was covered with soap's bubble (he was glad), and she was sleeping. Blood immediately crept both of his cheeks. He looked intently at Ariana. He had to admit that she's beautiful, and he could guess that she has a unique personality because there had never been a person who was thrown into this world when met anyone of his family, with very brave defending theirselves in a way like Ariana did. Peter might be applaud at her somehow, but still wanted to get to know her more if he could.

Peter sat near the bathtub, which he was so embarrassed about because he couldn't control the blushes on his cheeks. Only God who would know what would happen if the next minute she wakes up and finds Peter staring at him, without even knowing what his purpose here.

"Ariana, wake up." Peter said more loudly. "Ariana. Hey."

A few seconds later, Ariana's eyes flickering open and she looked around like she questioned herself where she was, and then when she saw Peter, her eyes widened and she drowned her body more into the water to cover up her naked body.

"W-w-what a-are you doing here?" Ariana said, her voice shaking and in shock.

"I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, you know," he motioned his hands to the door and the bathtub but waved his hands away in a 'whatever' way, "anyways, Susan asked me to tell you that dinner is ready and might should tell you where the dining room is since you are new." Peter said and stood up. "Once again, I'm really really sorry Ariana, I just wanted to wake you up since you didn't answer when I first got in."

"S-s-sure." Ariana said and smiled weakly. She knew it was embarrassing and inappropriate but she knew that Peter only wanted to do what he was told. "So, I'll wait outside, okay?" Peter nodded, biting his lower lip and went outside.

Peter went outside and leaned back against the door. I am so stupid I hate myself. Why Peter, you are such an embarrassment, he thought to himself. He heard a sound of a door open a while after that and he saw Edmund right in front of him, dressed in a decent way and had cleaned up himself came out of the room and locked eyes with him.

"Ah." That word escaped from Edmund's mouth. "What are you doing here? Stalker much?"

"I'm not stalking, I'm waiting for Ariana and lead her to the dining room. She would get lost if I didn't." Peter explained and rolled his eyes. "Besides, if I ask you to do that, you probably would refuse and lock yourself up in your room for forever."

"Oh, you don't know me, don't comment okay."

Peter fell backwards afterwards but managed to not falling to the floor, he just lost his balance after the door behind him was opened from inside, and there stood Ariana wearing a beautiful yellow dress that sparkling because of the glitter, with long sleeves. She looked beautiful and feminine than before she first arrived. Peter smiled at her sweetly after he saw her.

"I am so sorry-" Ariana about to go to her long apologize speech to Peter, but he cut off.

"It's okay. Ready?" he asked smiling to Ariana, making her blush and shaking a bit.

"U-um, yes."

Edmund who found out the red thing on both Ariana's cheeks chuckled and pointed his finger at Ariana childishly. "Someone is blushing."

Ariana who fought the urge to not yelling and be harsh to Edmund again rolled her eyes. Instead, she just said, "what is wrong with you?"

"Nothing's wrong with me. I'm just this funny since I was born."

"Ha-ha. Funny. I don't even want to laugh." Ariana replied sarcastically.

"Why you-" Edmund was about to make an argument when the perfect timing that Peter made came to stop the war.

"Stop it you both! Get along will you? Come on, dinner is ready."

Both Edmund and Ariana stuck their tongues out at each other in a childish way as they followed Peter who already walking in front of them towards the dining room.

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