Hi everyone!

I am soo evil. It's been more than one week since I last time updated! Anyway, I'm updating now! After receiving a review telling me not to change Adventuria into a Mary-Sue (I'll tell you the truth and that I was actually expecting them), I'd like to say she is NOT one. No, but I don't blame you for thinking. She seems perfect in Narnia, but she's a total wreck back in England.

After this though. Just wanted to point out too, most of the story to come will be from Adventuria's POV. And, I actually wrote this story to introduce my characters. It will follow the plan of "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe" but listen up, the rest of the series has a mind of its own.

So, enough of the chit chat! Let's get on with the story!

Chapter Ten: Welcome Back

Adventuria's POV

The wind blew in my hair; I had taken out the blue ribbon.

"Lady Adventuria,"

I instantly turned around and I saw Marianna, the centaur and healer in front of me.

"Yes?" I questioned.

"The boy, Edmund is fine. He only has a few scratches but that is all."

I nodded, "Thank you."

"He wants to see you. He is in that tent." the centaur said pointed at one of the red and gold shelters. I raised my eyebrows. "Edmund wants to see me?"

"Mhmm." Marianna simply trotted away.

Uhg...centaurs. They were either bossy or too wise.

I hesitated before walking towards the tent, lifted the flap and entered. It was rather dim compared to the outdoors but that didn't matter.

I first made out a makeshift bed, than a small table and then somebody sitting on the bed, with a book.

"Hi." was all I managed to get out. How much had this Edmund changed from the old one?

The dark haired boy raised his head. "Hi."

Awkward silence.

"What are you reading?" I asked.

Edmund showed me the book at a saw gold print on the cover which said Narnian Folk Tales.

I smiled and traced the title with my finger. "I love reading. I always read back in England, since not many kids went to the library. I haven't had time though, after coming here to Narnia."

"I'm sorry."

I looked at him "I don't need your sorry, Edmund. Have you seen your siblings?"

"I betrayed you! I betrayed you and my own siblings for candy! For Turkish Delight! I nearly got my family killed!" he raved.

"Stop! There's no use at blamning yourself for something that's already happened! You can't change it, but you can change the future! You've changed Edmund, I feel it. I see it. You aren't the same boy anymore."

He stared at me.

"Still, I'm sorry."

"For what? I don't need it!"

Bring Edmund to me, Adventuria. I will talk to him...

"Aslan wants to see you." I told Edmund.

"Now? How do you know?"

I tapped my head. "You can hear him. In your head that is. It takes some time to get use to, but you'll always know it's him as soon as you hear the voice."

"I don't want to see him."

At first, I thought he was rebelling against me, or maybe he hadn't changed at all. Maybe he was still the selfish pig. But when I looked into his eyes, I didn't even need magic to know that he was frightened at what the Great Lion might do to him.

"Aslan won't eat you."

"He'll be angry." he replied.

"No, he won't." I argued.

"Yes, he would."

Oh great, a no-yes-no-yes argument.

"Don't argue with me. Aslan will have a few stern words, but he won't be angry. The past is the past. You can not change it, but you can change the future. He told me that you know."

"Why?"

"Never you mind."

Without waiting, I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the tent and into the fresh green clearing outside, now full of Aslan's followers.

Edmund's POV

I didn't want to go to Aslan. How could he not be angry?Adventuria kept reassuring me, but her words brought me no comfort. For the past few years, I had been shouted at, scold, punished. What was going to happen?

"He's not going to shout at you, nor will he punish you, let alone eat you." Adventuria said, reading my thoughts.

We had now gone up a hill and the tawny lion was only a few metres away. He turned his great big head and nodded at Adventuria to leave. I felt my knees shaking; I was so nervous, and scared, and frightened but I couldn't help thinking that Aslan seemed wondrous.

"He's not going to shout at you," Adventuria repeated, giving me a small push.

"Maybe because he can't shout. He's going to roar." I muttered, under my breath.

I could feel Adventuria's eyes boring through the back of my head because of my remark.

"Leave us, Adventuria." a deep rich voice came from those huge jaws.

I saw her nod her head and leave me with this huge lion. It opened its mouth and I braced myself.

Adventuria's POV

I had walked down the hill again and I was watching Edmund and Aslan.

It had already been at least fifteen minutes and Edmund was nodding his head at everything that Aslan said.

"You brought him back!" Peter's voice exclaimed from behind me.

"It wasn't much. I had to do it."

"You saying you didn't want to bring back my brother?" he demanded.

"I said nothing of that sort." I replied bluntly.

"I feel like I could hug you."

"I have fists and I know how to use them. Very well actually. Beware or suffer my wrath." I muttered, half serious, half joking.

"Edmund!" Lucy came into my view but Susan restrained her.

"Not yet, Lucy. Not yet." Susan gave me a grateful smile but I shook my head. Call me modest but I hated being over thanked, especially if it benefited me too. If I didn't bring Edmund back then Jadis would of probably reigned from a few more hundred years.

I turned my attention back to Edmund, and I saw him walking down the slope, his hands in his pockets.

"It's good to have you back Ed!" Peter gave his brother a bear hug, and suddenly I felt envious. Even Edmund had siblings who loved him.

Greetings and hugs were exchanged, and I stood there, feeling excluded.

Sorry, short chapter but I'm planning another chapter later. I really hope you guys are enjoying the story! Like I said above, this story is really telling how Adventuria struggles with her life back in England and her relationship with the Pevensies.

Please review! Especially if you like the story!