AN: I really hope this chapter turns out good. I want to thank everyone that put me or this story on there favorite's list. Of course a thank to those who have reviewed, and those that are reading.

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Chapter 2

"Can you believe it" Grace exclaimed for the hundred times today to no one in particular. It was already night time; the kings had left a couple hours ago. They stayed for a while telling us that a carriage will be here to pick us up in the morning.

After they left my sister interrogated me about my conversation with King Edmund. Wanting to know everything from how many times he laughed to what his facial expressions were. But none of them are as interested as Grace she's been talking about the castle and how handsome the kings are all day. I will admit she's kind of obsessed. Arthur on the other hand was silent and hadn't made any of his smart comments in a while. It's almost as if his sad, he was playing with his fingers and glancing up once in a while.

"I can't. How would have guessed that Emma would have come in handy one day!" Helen told Grace, nodding her head like a maniac. Ouch for being the nice one in the family that was a bit mean!

"I know right!" Grace agreed, I rolled my eyes.

"Would you two please stop talking about me as if am not here." I told them quietly, they looked at me. Helen blushed and mumbled a sorry, while Grace just looked at me sharply.

"It's not like we're lying." She said obviously aiming to hurt my feelings.

"Look who's talking." Charlotte said looking up at her obviously implying for her to drop it.

Silence took over the hut again. I decided that it be best if I started packing after all we were leaving tomorrow morning (apparently the Kings couldn't wait to spend more time with us.).

The bedroom that we all shared wasn't really a room. It the right corner of the hut where we had put five mats next to one another. The reason why we chose the right corner was because it was the area we're less sun came threw. The mats as you probably guessed were in bad shape to. They we're beaten and worn out. Are cloth were in neat pile next to are mats.

I sighed; really all the packing wasn't really that much unless you want to take the mats. Which I'm guessing we won't need? Shrugging I took out the bag that was under my mat and slowly started putting my cloth inside. Each time I would place something in the bag memories would come flooding my mind.

But there was one dress that brought more memories than the others it was the dress I wore almost everyday. It was a simple white and yellow dress, but it was elegant and yet comfortable. One thing I loved about it is no matter how many times I wore it, it always seemed new.

I smiled passing my hand threw it. Life goes by so fast…

"I hope your not thinking on taking that." I heard Charlotte's voice. Smiling I looked up from the dress and shrugged.

"Emma, this could be chance for things to change. That dress is just holding you back." She told me gently picking up her own bag.

I didn't respond yes things were changing but so what. Plus we're not going to live at the castle, were staying for a visit. Throwing our things away seems immature and wrong.

"It's just a dress Charlotte. Just because things might change that doesn't mean we have to forget our past." I told her putting the dress in the bag.

I kept putting things in my bag but there was a vibe of unease in the room. I looked at Charlotte she was putting her cloth away, she was frowning and her lips we're in a firm line.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

After a moment she managed out "I just wish Ma was here to see this."

My eyes widen and ran to her side. I hugged her caringly, stroking her hair as she silently cried. Out of all of us Charlotte was the closest to Ma; it was as if Ma was her best friend. If one of us is hurting for the death of Ma, it's defiantly Charlotte.

"I'm sure if she was here she be very happy. She wants us to be happy." I whispered to Charlotte. Who nodded and started wiping away tears.

"Your right! I should smile after all the King is…" Charlotte started saying cheery.

"Inviting us to stay at the castle, and that's all." I finished the sentence for her. She shook her head and I went back to my packing.

"Your so naïve some times." She commented to which I raised an eyebrow at.

"The King invited us because he was considering marrying you; but wanted to know you better. So he invited "us" to the castle" She explained continuing packing.

My mouth dropped open, what? He couldn't, no he wouldn't, and actually he didn't. I tried to convince myself but started getting dizzy in the effort. Then I remembered how I confined in him telling him about mom and the town. Of course, I told myself. He did it out of pity…

"That's not the reason." I told Charlotte slowly. She looked up from packing amused and began to say.

"What do you mean…" she looked at my guilty face. After a moment she understood and her mouth dropped. "Please tell me you didn't"

I shrugged. "I'm sorry it's just he had told me something very personal and I felt bad." I explained slowly.

Leaving out that the personal thing he told me, was how badly people treated him. Something told me he wouldn't have liked it if I had told her so I just kept it in side.

She shook her head and looked at her hands. "So he did it out of pity."

I nodded "It seems like it."

There was silence, while Charlotte examined everything that happened that day. I knew this because she had her I'm-thinking-so-don't-interrupt-me look on her face. Finally she started shaking her head and continued packing.

"No. There something about the way he looked at you it wasn't a pity look. It was something more." She told me putting away her bag that was already full.

I looked at her curiously, now she was being naive, but I didn't say it. I just nodded at her. Even though a part of was telling that she was right.

"We should totally meet Princess Beatrice!"Grace exclaimed. I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

We were eating dinner and she was still talking about the trip. Yes I understand it's exciting, I'm excited. But she's obsessed and getting really irritating. I could tell my family was getting annoyed to, they we're eating silently, trying to hold back the urge to tell her to shut up.

I looked to the side at Arthur he avoided my eye. He's been acting weird, being too polite and quiet completely unlike himself. When the Kings we're here he actually took a liking for King Peter; chatting with Peter and joking around. But the moment he hear the news about the visit to the castle he's face fell and he hasn't talked for the rest of the day.

"Well are we all done packing?" Charlotte asked we all nodded.

"I made sure Arthur cloths were packed." Helen told her. Helen and Charlotte are the ones that tell us what to do. Mostly Charlotte since she's the oldest.

Charlotte was the leader, the one that would try to stay strong. Helen was more of the motherly one, taking care of us. She'd cook, clean, and of course we help (by we I mean me, Charlotte and Arthur.). Honestly Grace only does work once a month and its when she goes hunting with me. To which she's only caught something twice, the chicken from 3 days ago is the second one.

"What about you Grace?" Charlotte asked Grace pulling me out of my mind rambling.

"I'm packed."She said happily. Maybe I should have told King Edmund to leave Grace behind.

I smiled at the thought to which I received a curious look from Helen.

"What are you so happy about?" she asked.

"Nothing just thinking." I told her obviously avoiding any further questions.

"Oh really?" Helen asked I nodded my head going back to my food. "Are you sure you weren't thinking about King Edmund?"

I looked up shocked dropping my fork. "WHAT!" I basically screamed at her.

I heard chuckles from around the table and Arthur's fork dropping to cover his ears (even though he's deaf. Okay maybe I said it to loud!).

I wasn't thinking about Edmund... well not completely Grace was involved. Actually Grace was the whole topic Edmund just came up. But of course I won't tell Helen that. That would only hurt Grace's feeling and no matter how much she annoys me, it's still not right to hurt her. She is my sister after all.

"N-no I umm was thinking about the trip." I told her, I closed my eyes fighting the urge to slap myself. Wow nice save the trip obviously involves Edmund genius.

"Well that just has nothing to do with King Edmund!" Helen joked. I rolled my eyes and picked up my fork, your hilarious Helen.

"Look I wasn't thinking about Edmund." I told her eating some of my (cold) mash potatoes.

"Oh its Edmund now isn't it? No King in there." Helen commented. I put my fork down and put my head in my hands. I heard chuckles and some more jokes.

"Can you guy's just drop the subject!" I heard Grace insist to Helen and Charlotte. For once in my life am glad Grace is talking.

I stared at my food and realize I'd lost my appetite. I got up and was leaving.

"Don't forget to take your book on Narnian history." Arthur said, we all looked at him. He acted as if nothing had happened and continued eating.

"Thanks." I told him. He nodded and continued eating, Charlotte looked at Arthur curiously.

I got to my mat and pulled it up. I took my book of Narnian history, I passed my finger over its worn out cover. I don't know why but I have a feeling that tomorrow morning everything would change. I'm not sure if it's for the best or worse, but I know it will.

I take the book and put it in my bag. Slowly I lay down on the mat.

"What a day?" I mean seriously I woke up thinking the most exciting thing I will do tomorrow was go hunting. But now am going to the castle? For weeks?

Wow.

I closed my eyes let my self drift into sleep.

"Emma wake up!" I heard Charlotte's voice say while she shaking me. I groaned and sat up in my bed. Looking around everybody else was also waking up. Except Charlotte who was fully dressed and looked ready to go.

"Since when are you up?" I asked yawning.

She looked at me and shrugged. "Since an hour ago."

I looked at her with a raised eyebrow, but decided to let it go and went to get ready. I put on the grey and blue dress I had picked yesterday. Again the dress is simple but I find it very beautiful. Out of all my sisters I'm the only one that doesn't dress like a clown everyday. Yes of course today is a special day which is why I choose this dress.

The dress is basically unused and it's the most expensive one I own. See? I tried.

When I got out to the dinning room everybody was sitting at the table eating there nails. Even Arthur was there biting a nail and tugging on his shirt. I smiled and sat at my usual spot next to him. Again I felt as if this would be the last time I would sit there. Even if I do come back I know I'll come back different I don't know if it's for the good or the bad.

"Well…" I heard Helen say. We all looked at her she just gave us a smile. "Let's try to act human around the Kings and Queens."

"Yes and please do give to many details about our weird selves please." Charlotte said looking at each of us. But of course she stayed longer looking at me since I already had spilled the beans about Ma.

I nodded understanding and she gave me a smile.

"Other than that let's try and enjoy this." She continued. We all listened letting her words sink in, even though they didn't seem to say much. It was obvious even Helen and Charlotte didn't know what to say.

"Oh I will." I heard Grace say.

"But not to much up until the point we turn into brats." Charlotte said sharply to Grace.

Grace just shrugged and examined her nails. I waited for Arthur to say "too late". But it never came he just sat there silently looking at his hands looking up every once in a while.

I heard a knock on the door, I looked up. Charlotte stood up and passed a hand over the wrinkles on her dress smooth them out. I felt my breathing stop and butterflies in my stomach. I felt Arthur hands touch mine's and I slowly took hold his hand

She opened the door revealing a man dressed in Narnain uniform. Wow do they all wear that uniform everywhere.

The men smiled politely at Charlotte and took out a paper, he slowly started reading:

In behalf of the royal family of Narnia, I Sir Simon Adams am here to take you to the castle were: High King Peter the Magnificent, Queen Susan the Gentle, King Edmund the Just, and Queen Lucy the Valiant. Are awaiting your arrival.

Thank you.

I heard Grace squeal and the men put the paper away. He smiled at Charlotte once again and said.

"Now that that's over. Would you like to just go ahead and get on the carriage or do you still have packing to take care of?"

Charlotte's mouth closed (it had been open for the last five minute's). "Oh no umm we already have everything packed." She told him, glancing at the bags.

"Oh I see." Sir Simon Adams, and waved to some people who we're waiting by the carriage.

They were all men who seemed built and had a firm face. The men entered and started taking the bags away to the carriage. We all sat there with are mouths still open; Sir Simon looked at us and smiled once again.

"Well let's get on the road; it's a long way to the castle. If we want to make it before night fall, we better hurry." Sir Simon said.

We all looked up and nodded slowly getting our things. Charlotte was taking an overcoat in case it got cold (which doesn't happen much since the White Queen died), Helen a small bag with medicine, Grace a mirror (big shocker), Arthur a book, and I was taking a book also.

We all introduced are self's as we passed Sir Simon on are way out the door. When it was Arthurs turn (who I was behind which made me that last in line) he looked at Sir Simon and asked.

"Do we have to call you Sir Simon Adams all the time?" He asked Sir Simon slowly obviously not sure if he had heard Sir Simon right the first time.

"Oh no, just Simon is fine." Simon said smiling at Arthur who nodded and smiled back. Arthur left leaving me alone with Simon.

"Is he..." Simon began obviously not knowing how to ask.

"Deaf? Yes." I told him, he nodded. I was confuse he didn't know? The Kings never told him?

"The Kings never told you?" I asked him curious. Simon shook his head and looked away for a moment.

"No. Kings Peter told me one of you was, but not which one. King Edmund well he never talks about his or people's personal life. So he wouldn't have told me." Simon explained looking back at me, I nodded.

I felt better because I was surer now that Edmund won't tell about Ma's past. But at the same time felt even more confuse. If Edmund never talked about his personal life then why did he tell me about the town's people and how they treated him?

In between my investigating I remember I hadn't introduced my self to Simon. I turned to him and smiled politely.

"I'm…" I began.

"Emma." He finished I rose an eyebrow at him.

"You're the only one King Edmund told me about and after all your sister's and brother. I figured your Emma." He explained laughing.

I blushed and smiled. "Oh."

He nodded and went to close the door.

"Actually."I interrupted him, he looked at me curiously.

"I'll do it." I told him.

"You sure?" he asked me.

"Yes."I told him smiling politely again. He nodded and left to the carriage.

I looked at the door and slowly closed it. Memories started rushing into my mind, the first one was when I as five and playing with my dad:

"Papa!" I shouted at my father as a snowball hit me. I quickly gathered one and threw it at him, he dodged it. He started running towards me, I started running away. But of course he caught me and picked me. I giggled and giggled like there was no tomorrow.

When he put me down he looked me in the eyes and said "You truly are extraordinary Miss Emma Smith."

I smiled at this and hugged him.

"I love you papa." I told him quietly.

"I love you to sweetheart." He told me kissing the top of my head.

I smiled and kept closing the door:

I was sitting on the kitchen table reading a book, when a three year old Arthur came up to me and started signing. I looked at him confuse and guilty told him.

"I don't know how to sign." He looked at me and left. I instantly felt disappointed and like a horrible sister. But then I saw Arthur coming back and this time with a piece of paper.

He indicated with his finger for me to move forward which I did. I looked at the paper and he wrote a letter A. I looked at him confused, and saw him close his hand. But instead of closing it normally he had put his thumb in-between his middle finger and ring finger. Making the middle and index finger look as if they were on a higher level then the ring finger and pinky.

I looked at the paper and them his hand.

"Wait that the sign for A?" I asked him, nodded and looked at my hand.

I rose my hand and copied his fingers. Once I thought I had it right I smiled and said."A."

He smiled and struggled to say A. I looked at him encouraging him to keep trying but finally it came out.

"A" he said. A smiled spread across his mouth once he heard a bit of his own voice.

I gasped it was the first time Arthur had ever talked.

I closed the door and looked at it, with the last memory coming back:

"GIRLS, ARTHUR!" I heard my mom scream. I looked at Helen terrified she had been in town who knew what they had done with her. We all ran outside to see our mother running towards us.

She stopped two steps away from us and said while signing.

"The White Queen is died. THEY DID IT! Aslans back!"

We all looked at her until we all screamed.

"WHAT?"

"YOU'RE KIDDING MAMA!"

"ASLANS BACK!"

"I CAN'T BELIVE IT, YOUR LYING!"

We all started shouting at once. Ma waved her hands in the air and smiled moving closer to us.

"Am not lying. The White Queen is dead, Aslans back, and we have new Kings and Queens." She told us slowly while also signing. We all slowly started understanding and looked at her with tears.

"That must be why it's not cold anymore. She's died and Aslans back!" Charlotte said smiling.

"How could we not see it?" Helen asked.

We all started laughing and I hugged Arthur and Ma. It was all over…

I smiled; I looked up form the door. Slowly I walked away and got into the carriage were I sat next to Arthur.

I looked at him and signed.

"I love you." He smiled and signed back.

"I know." I laughed and ruffled his hair taking his hand.

We slowly started to pull away from the hut and to the Castle.