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CHAPTER 6

The sun shone so brightly and beautifully. I as a person that didn't want to miss the beautiful view of the day rushed downstairs and went to the back of the yard just to get a better view of the beautiful morning sky.

I've had my breakfast before anyone else. I knew it was kind of rude since I was not living in my own house which I started to miss already, but I was too starving to actually have to wait for everyone else to wake up so I went to the kitchen around six in the morning and gladly found Mrs. Beaver standing on the counter which I assumed was cooking soup for the whole inhabitants of the castle. I mean, I didn't think that much of a soup was all made for only the Kings and the Queens.

Right?

"Good morning Mrs. Beaver." I greeted her happily as I walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning-," she answered me and turned her head towards me, "ah! You are awake already."

"Well, I'm not that sleepy headed. I wake too early for most of the days."

"Ah. Glad to know of your good hobby my dear." She complimented me with a warm smile and I instantly fell for her charm.

Mrs. Beaver is so nice. Lucy gladly introduced myself to her and she instantly giving me those warm smiles that I really love and I would willingly to reply back with another ones of mine. She is definitely one of the best friends I had in the castle.

"Are you hungry?"

"Glad to know you can read minds." I answered chuckling and sat on the chair nearby. She laughed at what I said like she was laughing at a five year old kid's childish behavior. I wasn't too embarrassed for my behavior around the people in the castle since they were all so nice to me. I couldn't hate them nor shy when they are around. All I could do was being myself since it's not prohibited here to do so.

Soon enough, she gave me a plate of what looked like a huge sandwich. Like, seriously if you were there, the thought of might ask her is it really a sandwich with a jumbo size or something else you have never seen before would probably cross your mind.

"What a big sandwich you made there." I said as I stared down widely at my first meal of the day.

"It's everyone's favourite in here dear. I'm well known as the best sandwich maker in the whole Narnia." She chuckled and winked at me.

"I might as well try it then." I smiled and bit a little bite of it. It tasted so good. Even if I usually made my own ones back home and thought mine were sterile and healthy to eat, this was beyond it.

"Come on dear, give it a good bite. You are missing a very good thing there."

"I'm working on it. My mouth is too tiny." I said as I took another bite.

"That's exactly what everyone says." Mrs. Beaver said and rolled her eyes.

She and I then having our breakfast together and we were talking about loads of stuff. She told me about some secret recipes she owns, and how it had been handed from her great grandmother and how back then her whole family were great at cooking just like she is. It was nice talking to her, but there was still this awkward feeling I had about talking to animals. Talking animals. It still didn't make any sense to me and last night I still thought about this entire journey of mine had been a dream all along, like long dream. But when I woke up this morning it all seemed clearer that it's not.

I finished my breakfast and excused myself to the back yard as the Narnians one by one already woke up and made their way to the kitchen. And not long, it was full of them. I sat on the bench at the back yard and inhaled the fresh oxygen Narnia has and I thought about how awesome it was to once in my life that I was feeling much more healthier than I've had ever been. My own world didn't seem this healthy for the entire thing from A to Z and compare to Narnia, I had to admit this world is better than ever.

The back yard of the castle itself was pretty much flooded with a bunch of Narnians.

Not that much.

A few were practicing with swords against each other, some even practicing their capability at bow and arrows, and for the females, they were chattering happily with each other, or having a basket of food for the ones that were practicing, and so much more happening at the yard.

I sighed, thinking about what would be happening in my own world when everyone finally notice that I was one. Will they look for me? Or they didn't even notice that I was gone at all?

"Looking forward to see you today Arina." A voice was heard from the back of my head which I assumed was Edmund's. It seemed coming towards me and soon enough the figure who owns that voice sat next to me looked happier than ever.

"It's Ariana. You keep on ruining my name. Have a brain will you." I said rolling my eyes and focusing both of them again to the yard.

"Arina, Ariana, whatever. It doesn't have that much of a difference." He replied and took a big bite of sandwich that he had.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked in a flat tone.

"Sure?" Edmund answered in confusion.

"Do you speak in English language or a brand new language called stubbornness?" I said sarcastically.

"Whoteyer." He mumbled while chewing his sandwich in his mouth.

"Why are you here anyway? Stalking me?" I said smirking. Obviously he had been stalking me since the first day I arrived here. Wherever I was going, he would always be there tailing me, and giving glares at me like he was about to bite my head off. Or sometimes just made me annoyed with our useless and mocking each other conversations which if I could, I would stay away from.

"No. A coincidence is the right word to describe our situation. This castle is not even that big so I'm so sorry if we keep on bumping each other's shoulders in twenty four hours." He said sarcastically. "Don't be that big headed okay, I'm not following you around and that will never happen."

"But it looks like it. And I'm not big headed. Admit it. You are tailing me around." I teased him as my eyes sharpened at him.

"Eukay. I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now so just please drop off the conversation and start having a life." Edmund said as he waved his hands up.

"You're not very good at welcoming anyone, you know that?"

"That is so deep Riana." He put his hand over his chest and said it dramatically.

"For God's sake Ed, once again my name is Ariana! How many times should I repeat it at your face?" I groaned in frustration.

"Your name is too long." He replied innocently.

"It's not, if you're not that half hearted when you call my name and actually want to learn how to spell then yes I'd like you if it's just for a bit."

"Come on. I don't want to waste any seconds of my bloody life just to call your ugly name. Face it, it's just who I am."

"Wow. I hate who you are." I said sarcastically.

"What's the point of talking to you anyway, it's useless." He finally said and stood up from the bench. "Lucy was looking for you by the way. She banged on my door really loud. Pointless, she knocked on the wrong door." He sputtered.

I laughed as my stomach was getting hurt over it. "So, you are saying that Lucy thought your door was mine?"

"Yes," he replied sharply, "I bet she was sleep walking for being that stupid."

"Oh my, I'm so glad she did that. And I'm just so glad that the guestroom is actually located next to your room, I could do what Lucy did like everyday. Thanks Ed for the brilliant idea."

"You won't okay! I was having the best dream ever, that kid." He said angrily.

"What dream, may I ask?" I asked teasing him.

"Oh, I don't know. Pull you into a pool of dirty mud I guess." He said shaking over not trying to laugh and ran inside the castle.

"Edmund, come back here you evil peacock!"

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It was a very tiring in pursuit of chasing Edmund there. I admit, he was running so fast. His long legs were the main proponents. I threw myself into the top of the padded mattress, sigh with fatigue. Next time, I'd ask for flat shoes to Susan. Wearing high heels frustrated me so much.

I could say that I'm sort of a tomboy. I had a huge collection of sneakers instead of high heels of this kind. I had a pair of high heels that my mom bought for me when I was in grade nine. It was forced because of prom.

Cair Paravel so far was heaven for me. I mean, I'm not saying I didn't miss my home, my own world, my friends, my family..

I miss them and if I could find a way out of this world, I would just say yes and go home straight away. Even though I feel so free in here, I still felt like a stranger. I was not a ruler nor a relative of the royal's, but just an ordinary person that accidentally got stumbled here. My life so far was all dramatic.

Not to mention meeting this bubbly King I couldn't handle to be normal for just once around me. Well, not just around me. He wasn't normal at all around anybody else. Sometimes I thought to myself that probably we would never get along forever. But there was a part of me that always wanting to change that, and actually be friends with him. My first goal was having a proper conversation with him where there would be no spating each other in the face.

I crawled myself on the soft and comfy bed with a groan of relief that I could rest after my 'chase-me' game with Edmund. I felt hungry but I pulled that thought aside and actually falling asleep in a wide smile.

For seem like two or three hours, I was half awake but too lazy to actually open my eyes. I heard the door of my room cracked open and I could hear a bit of a tip toe sound of feet. It got closer to me and actually stood next to where I was laying.

"Anybody there?" I spoke up but still closing my eyes which I thought was a bit funny myself.

"I'm so sorry," Lucy's voice was heard and it echoed my ears with that cuteness she has, "I thought you were still asleep. I didn't want to wake you up." She apologized deeply and sat on the edge of the bed.

I sat up straight and yawned. It felt great after taking a few hours nap and actually now feeling I have a life. "It's okay Lucy. I was awake but too lazy to actually make my figure look so."

"You look tired." Lucy confessed.

"Do I?"

"Yes. You and Edmund were being cat and dog again, weren't you?" Lucy teased me with a wicked smile.

Still cute so far.

"Yes and he was unbelievably talented at running! What is he, really." I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes.

"You need to learn how to run faster than him you know. I'll tell you something. He is the best runner in the entire country."

"Is that so?" I asked in disbelief. That sloppy guy could actually be the best runner was beyond my expectation.

"Yup. And he is also the best swordsman too. You should start learning about being defensive some time later. Either it's with swords or bows and arrows. But I prefer swords myself."

"You are still a kid! Peter actually allows you to learn how to use swords?"

"Not really," she said biting her lower lip, "but I secretly asked a few friends to teach me sometime. Peter knew and forbids me but I'm just too stubborn to listen."

"You are tiny," I said still in shock of her confession and her face turned confused, thought I was insulting her but I wasn't, "and I love you." I continued with a freaky smile.

"Ah, nice one there." Lucy said and chuckled. "Clean up will you. We're having a dinner soon."

"Ready to obey my queen!" I said cheerfully and we both laughed out loud.

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