Okay, guys and gals! Here's the next chapter! I should probably be studying for my midterms/finals, but this is way more fun! I would just like to give a quick thank you to everyone who is reading my story, and a special shout out to KoalaLynny and snowcherry98 for adding this story to their alert list. I would also like to thank snowcherry98 for her review. I'm glad that the story has no errors.

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Careful What You Wish For

Chapter Two: First Impressions

"So, where exactly are we going? I know that you said that we are going to see the kings and queens, but where is that?" Jenn asked, breaking the silence that had fallen over our group for the past fifteen minutes of walking.

"We are escorting you to Cair Paravel. That is where their majesties currently reside," answered the badger.

"Okay. Thank you, Mr….um, I don't think we actually got your name," Jenn said, while shooting a glance at Cody and I to see if we had gotten his name. We just shook our heads.

"I am known as Trufflehunter," he replied, then pointing to the tiger that was currently walking on my left, "He is known as Sir Striker, one of the many knights of Narnia. That is one of his sons bounding up ahead. The child's name is Rollio."

"Well, it's nice to meet all of you," Jenn said, smiling and nodding her head. "My name is Jennifer Puchilo, and that is Christine Elis and Cody Sanderson." I smiled and waved while Cody just raised a hand.

"So, what country are we in?" I asked Trufflehunter. "I know that we aren't in Canada anymore since I know that none of our animals can talk."

"You are in Narnia, and not all animals can talk. Just the ones, and their decedents, that were gifted with speech by the Great Aslan," Trufflehunter said.

"Aslan? Who is Aslan?" Cody asked, finally focusing on the conversation. Until now, he had just been looking around, enjoying the scenery, which was really spectacular.

"He is the king of Narnia, and probably the reason why you three are here," Striker said.

"You mean, you don't know why we're here? It wasn't just an accident or something" Jenn asked in disappointment.

"Do not worry, milady," Trufflehunter said, putting a paw on her hand, "I am sure everything will work out in due time. Aslan always has a reason for doing the things He does."

"Thanks, Trufflehunter," Jenn said, giving him a smile.

I couldn't help but smile also. Trufflehunter was one of my most favorite animals now. He was so sweet; I just wanted to scoop him up in a hug. I don't think that he would appreciate it though, or that it would be appropriate. However, I couldn't help thinking about when, if, we would get to go home. I had no idea what time it was, but I knew that grandma must be home from her meeting by now. She probably wouldn't notice our absence for a while though.

"Milady, is something the matter?" Striker asked.

"No, I was just thinking," I said, giving a small smile, "but could you please not call me, milady? I am not a noble woman. Christine would work just fine."

"As you wish," Striker said.

"That goes for me as well," Jenn said.

"So, how far is this castle anyways?" Cody asked, whipping sweat off his brow. I noticed that he had also ditched his sweater and was now just wearing this t-shirt.

"About another hour and a half," Trufflehunter said.

I couldn't help a small sigh from escaping from my lips. Now, normally I don't complain much, and just go with the flow, but my legs were starting to hurt, the heat was making me thirsty and I could feel my t-shirt sticking to me. Thinking that Cody had the right idea, I took off my own sweater and tied it around my waist.

An hour and a half later, I could make out the silhouette of a castle. Even from this distance, it looked quiet spectacular, though I think my opinion was biased since the only castle I'd seen was on the television.

As we got closer to the boarder of the town, a voice called out to us, "What is your business here?"

I turned my head towards the voice, and felt my jaw hit the floor again. There, standing before us, was a centaur. You'd think that after coming across talking animals that nothing else would be a surprise, but I guess it didn't work like that. I heard Jenn give a little gasp, and saw her step towards Cody a bit, who was staring at the centaur with a mis-trusting look on his face. I couldn't really blame her though. The centaur was rather intimidating. As Trufflehunter explained to the Centaur what was going on, I moved towards Cody and give him a slight nudge.

"What's with that face?" I asked him quietly, not wanting to draw the centaur's attention, "You look like you want to rip his head off or something."

"I just don't trust him," he said, going into protective mode.

"Why not?" I questioned, since the centaur had done nothing wrong, thus not giving us a reason to not trust him. "He seems to know Trufflehunter and Striker well." Rollio had disappeared to who-knows-where.

"I don't know. I just don't," Cody said.

"Please, tell me this isn't a whole alpha male think cause, honestly, I think if came to a fight, you'd lose big time," I said.

"What? You have that little faith in me?" Cody asked. Jenn and I just looked at him.

"When it comes to fighting with a sword, and I'm guessing that's what they use since he has one strapped to his side," I said, while gesturing to the centaur, "you probably would lose since you've never had to fight with one before."

"I can use a sword," Cody said, crossing his arms. I just raised my eyebrows in question.

"You can?" Jenn asked. Apparently this was news to her also. "Since when?"

"Yes, I can. I learned how to use one when I played Captain Hook in Peter Pan," Cody said while his chest puffed out.

However, before I could tell him that that really didn't count since the swords were plastic, and his opponent wasn't trying to actually kill him, the centaur turned towards us.

"Welcome, Daughters of Eve and Son of Adam. My name is Sir Pholus. If you will follow me, I can lead you to their majesties," he said before turning and walking down the road that led into the town.

Not having much of a choice, we followed, with Trufflehunter and Striker bringing up the rear. As we passed through the town, I took in my surroundings. It seemed like we were currently passing through some kind of market because I could see different stalls set up, selling an assortment of stuff. Also, there were tons of animals, creatures and humans going about their business. However, they all turned to look when we passed by. Feel really self-conscious under all the gazed, I studied the stone path, looking up once in a while to make sure I wouldn't run into anything. I hated being the center of attention. I would rather just blend into the crowd.

As our very odd party got closer and closer to the castle, I couldn't help but start to feel nervous. Meeting new regular people was hard enough, but these people were royal! I had never met a royal person before, so I didn't really know how to act. My worries were put on pause for a second though as I got my first good look at the castle. It was so amazing, all I could do was gawk at it. I loved this kind of stuff, so I must have looked like a sight. I hadn't noticed that I had stopped until I felt something nudge me. Looking down, I saw it to be Striker; everyone else had stopped and was now looking at me.

"What?" I asked, trying hard not to let my embarrassment show, "It looks neat."

"Yes," Cody said, smirking, "but is it really ladylike to stand there with your mouth open like that?"

"Since when have I cared what is deemed ladylike and what isn't?" I said, joining them before we entered the castle.

"That's true," Cody said, "They say that when you are ladylike you don't swear like a sailor, or raise your voice when something upsets you."

"Yeah, well, I can't help it," I said, crossing my arms, "If people weren't so stupid sometimes I wouldn't do either of those."

"Yes, you would."

"No, I wouldn't."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"I knew it!" Cody said, pumping a fist in the air.

"Dammit!" I said, realizing I had just been tricked by the oldest trick in the book. Crossing my arms, I put on a fake pout. "I hate you."

"No, you don't. You love me," Cody said, giving me the cheekiest grin ever. Not really having a comeback at the moment, I just rolled my eyes.

After a few minute of walking, we had reached a set of oak doors that had two human guards outside it. I really hadn't been paying attention to where we were going, but I assumed this was our destination.

"I need to request an audience with their majesties. It is of rather important news," Pholus said to the guard on the left. The guard just nodded before allowing Pholus to enter, after he told us to wait here.

"Now, I am assuming that you have never met royalty before, correct?" Striker asked. We just nodded. "Well, I guess I better give you a brief run through. When you enter, you, Cody, will bow, and you, Jennifer and Christine, will curtsey."

"Uh, how do you curtsey?" I asked, never having done a curtsey before. Jenn did a quick demonstration. "How did you know how to curtsey?"

"We had to do it in the ballet class I took two years ago," Jenn said.

"Now, don't speak unless spoken too. Also, address them as either your highness or your majesty," Striker said, before Pholus came back out.

"Their majesties will see you now," he said, before motioning us forward.

I don't think any of us were too keen on being the first to enter, so, Jenn and I did the sensible thing; we pushed Cody forward. He shot us a glare before walking into the hall with Jenn and I following. Had the situation not been so tense, I would have looked around, but instead, I kept my eyes focused on a spot on the floor. When we reached the bottom of the stairs that led up to the thrones, where five people currently sat, Cody bowed and Jenn and I curtseyed. Well, I attempted one, that is. I had never done a curtsey in my life, and since I had just been shown how to do one, I didn't really have much practice.

"Welcome, to Cara Paravel, and Narnia," said a voice on the far right. Glancing up, I saw it was the girl with the pretty red hair. I would say that she, and the girl sitting next to her, were absolutely beautiful. They made any supermodel back in Canada look plain. She was smiling at us, with a curious look in her eyes. She looked to be about seventeen. "I am Queen Lucy, the Valiant. These are my siblings, Queen Susan, the Gentle; King Edmund, the Just; High King Peter, the Magnificent, and, our friend, King Caspian the Tenth."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, your highnesses," Cody said, taking up the reins of speaking. "I am Cody Sanderson, and this is my girlfriend, Jennifer, and, my pretty much sister, Christine." I was a little caught off guard. I had never heard Cody sound so formal. "I think there is something wrong with them though. I have never heard them so quiet for so long though." And there it is.

"Well, maybe we would speak if you wouldn't speak for us," Jenn said.

"Or maybe we just have nothing to say at the moment," I added.

At this comment, Cody burst out laughing, forgetting that we were still in the presence of the kings and queens. "You have nothing to say, Chris? I honestly doubt that. You always have some opinion, and have no problem letting others know it."

I opened my mouth to reply, but seeing that Cody was right, I closed it. I just settled for sticking my tounge out at him instead since flipping him off didn't seem appropriate at the moment. This just caused him to chuckle.

"Sir Pholus has informed us that Trufflehunter and Striker had found you in the Western Wood. Is that correct?" asked the blond haired king, High King Peter, in a tone that made it sound a little demanding.

"Yes," I said.

"Your clothing choices are rather odd," said the Spanish looking king; King Caspian. I noted a hint of a Spanish accent. "Where exactly do you hail from?"

"We hail from a country known as Canada," Jenn said, "And what do you mean our clothes look odd?"

"I meant no offence, Lady Jennifer. It is just that it is truly rare for a woman to be wearing pants. Also, the material is like nothing I have ever seen before."

"Really?" I asked, but now that I thought about it, every girl that I had seen so far had been wearing a floor length dress. "Well, where we come from, it's actually quite common to see girls in pants. We only wear dresses if we are going somewhere that requires it."

"Do you know of a place called England?" asked the black haired king, King Edmund.

"Of course," Jenn said. "It's one of Canada's allies. Well, Great Britain is."

"And what year are you from?" Queen Susan asked, catching onto something that had yet to be revealed to us.

"2011," Cody said. "Why?"

"Do you know what happened with the war?" High King Peter asked.

"Well, which one are you talking about? The war in Afghanistan is still going on, but our troops are being pulled out of that one. I don't think," Cody said.

"There was also the Korean War and the Iraq War," Jenn said, "And there's also the Cold War."

"Which war do you want to know about because there is quite a few," I asked, looking at the High King.

"The one that was taking place during the 1940s, which side won?"

"Oh, the Second World War," I said, "The allies won, which included England." Upon hearing this, all the royals, except for Caspian, grinned at each other.

"If you don't mind my asking, why did you want to know about that war?" Jenn asked. I was wondering that too.

"We were from England, and we were living there when that war was going on," Queen Susan said. I think my eyebrows had met my hairline.

"But that means that you all would be in your eighties, at least," Cody said, completely stumped. These kings and queens looked to be about our age, give or take some years. Whatever they had in the drinking water here, I wanted some.

"Trufflehunter told us that you would know what to do with us," Jenn said, finally bringing us back on track, "Do you know why we're here?"

"I am afraid not," High King Peter said, "When we were brought here, it was a time of war, but everything now is peaceful. You're coming here is quite unexpected."

"I am sure Aslan has His reasons for bringing you here though," Queen Lucy said, trying to cheer us up because we must have looked disheartened.

We just smiled. When I looked at Jenn and Cody, I could see the same question in their eyes that was going through my mind. What would we do now? Queen Susan's next statement made me think that she was really observant, or a mind reader.

"Of course, you will be allowed to stay at the palace for as long as need be."

"Really?" Jenn asked, surprised. I think we all were though. Here were these kings and queens that ruled a country, so they probably had a lot of responsibilities, offering their home to three complete strangers.

"Of course!" Queen Lucy said, brightly, "We wouldn't just make you leave with nowhere to go. Plus, it'll be nice having two other girls in the castle." Jenn and I grinned.

"What's wrong with us, Lu?" King Edmund asked, turning his head towards his sister.

"Nothing, it's just that the testosterone levels were getting a little out of hand. Now that we have to more girls, they'll hopefully balance out," Lucy said, grinning mischievously, before standing up and coming down the stairs to stand in front of us. "If you will follow me, I can show you to your rooms." Nodding, we gave a quick curtsey/bow to the other royals, before turning and following Queen Lucy out of the hall.

"So, what do you think of Narnia?" Queen Lucy asked as she led us down so many hallways that I was more than likely going to get lost.

"It's quite a beautiful place, your majesty," I said, instantly liking the young Queen.

"Oh, just call me Lucy," she said, smiling, "We're all friends here."

"Okay," I said, "Lucy it is!"

After about another minute of walking, we had come to a hallway that looked like all the others. Lucy went up to the first one on her right. "This is our guest wing, so this is where you will be staying. Christine, this will be your room, and Jenn and Cody, both of your rooms will be across the hall. If you need anything, just come and find me."

Thanking the Valiant Queen before she took her leave, I turned and opened the door that led to my new room.

Walking in, I stopped dead in my tracks. The room was huge! There was a king sized bed, a mahogany dresser, and vanity to match. The bed had a red quilt with gold trimming, and too many pillows to count. There was also a beautiful fire place, with a dark brown couch placed in front of it. The walls were a burnt red color and gave the room a warm feeling. Poking my head into the room attached to my bedroom, I saw a bathroom made of marble. There was a basin that was currently empty at the moment, and a huge, deep, claw foot bathtub. There were a variety of shampoos, conditioners and soaps sitting by the tub. I also noticed that there was, what I was guessing was the toilet. Walking back out, I looked towards the two big windows that led out of the balcony.

Walking out onto the balcony, I saw that it over looked the ocean. Leaning against the railing, I closed my eyes and let the sound of the water calm my nerves. There was one upside to everything that's happened so far. Narnia was a wonderful place to be.

So, here is the next chapter. I hope you guys like it Some feedback would be nice, just to know that this story isn't completely horrible, but to each his own! Thanks for reading!