Ello! Been watching the Narnia DVD's with the audio commentaries so that I can keep in touch with my inner Narnian. Though it's not only done that but it's been making me think in a British accent -twitch-. Mumble in a British accent too, but my family gets annoyed if I speak in a British accent so I restrain myself.
(Psst, by the way, did you guys know the FanFiction spell check has Narnia in it's database? xD If you misspell Narnia they'll make it right. I didn't know they did that :P)

By the way; The Unborn and Defiance are THE BEST movies of this month :D the rest of the year, as far as movies, better measure up to those two movies or I shall be very disappointed.

I LOVE YOU ALL!

Disclaimer: -pout-

Damn monarchs, never around when you need them. Jaz looked in every door but still found nothing. Trumpkin had found her eavesdropping on the kings and queens and sent her to the gardens for "some air". She spent an hour or two wandering around until it got a little colder, then she tried to make her way back. As usual her sense of direction was less then perfect. After passing the same tree fourteen times she swore loudly and sat on a bench angrily. Finally a tree root sifted it's way to the surface and pointed to the west. Jaz was hesitant to follow in the direction but the root followed her all the way back to the castle. It was a moment where she felt a little silly when she thanked the root and it waved at her before flying back into the ground.

Another door down and she was beginning to get annoyed. Why didn't these people have maps for this stupid castle? Finally she came across a guard, who was snoring slightly in front of a rather large door. The door certainly looked important. With a quick glance at the guard, who was still asleep, she creaked the door open slightly and tiptoed in, watching the guard while she moved backwards to make sure she didn't get caught.

"Jasmin?"

Jaz whipped around and found herself looking at both Pevensie brothers, who appeared to have just finished their baths. Thankfully both of them were clothed, in their night ware, so her blush was only light. Edmund chuckled at her for a moment and Peter just smiled. "Can we help you?"

"Oh, um, I was just, uh, wondering...where am I going to, er, sleep?" She stuttered, looking down at her feet for a minute. Edmund looked as though he was going to crack a joke but Peter gave him a sharp look that silenced him. The smirk was still there however, which was annoying. "Ed, escort Jasmin to the guest wing please? Su already made it up for her."

Jaz scowled as Edmund gave her a saucy grin. He walked her outside and held out his arm for her to take. At first she didn't know what the hell he meant when he held his arm out, but after watching so many old fashioned movies her mind gave her the answer before she could embarrass herself. Hesitantly she took his arm and allowed him to lead the way. It was a rather silent walk, Edmund only asking how she was doing and if she was enjoying Narnia. She told him she enjoyed as much as she wanted to enjoy.

"Maybe you're here for a reason," Edmund started after they had walked in silence for a few minutes. Jaz looked at him questioningly so he continued. "The wardrobe allowed us in the first time because we needed to grow and learn. Then when we learned what we needed to learn, we had to leave. The second time someone needed us, so we were summoned. If the wardrobe let you in you probably have to learn something."

Jaz thought about that. Did she need to learn anything? If so, what? What could she possibly learn from this world? How to wield a sword? How to not scream when a bear talks to you? Those weren't very useful in the real world. The second thing Edmund said also dwelled in her thoughts. Could someone here need her? Is that why she was here? So many questions, as was becoming normal in this strange world, but no answers that she could find.

They arrived at her apparent bedchambers with haste. Jaz gaped when Edmund opened the door. It was like she had her own apartment! There was a bedroom, a sitting room outside the bedroom, a bathroom, and her own little study if she needed it. She looked at Edmund incredulously, but he just snickered. "You're lucky actually. The Princess of Terabithia just left last week, so this wing was open." Princess?! She was staying in a Princesses chambers?!

Indeed it did look like it was fit for royalty, but Jaz felt it was too much for her. The bed was pure silk with a beautiful silky nightgown laying on it, the bathtub looked like marble and gold, the walls were lined with gold crowning, it was all slightly daunting. She was fussing about messing anything up the entire time she looked around, how could she possibly stay in it? Edmund seemed to be enjoying her amazement, in the way that he was laughing every time her eyes would fall on something new and expensive looking. "Not used to royalty?"

"Not at all." Jaz breathed, looking up at the ceiling. It seemed to be a scene in a gorge. A giant lion, Aslan she figured, was roaring atop a cliff, soldiers of all different types running into the battle from behind him. In the front of the scene she saw Peter, fighting some woman. The woman looked beautiful but the painters gave her an evil, icy, glint in her eyes. She looked back down to see Edmund looking up at the painting with interest. "Never seen the painting before or what?"

"No i've seen it. But I can never spot myself right away."

Edmund was even in it? She looked up again and scanned the painting, but no sign of a raven haired boy anywhere. She saw Lucy and Susan on top of the cliff with Aslan though. Edmund had some to stand with her in the center of the room, his eyes scanning too. It took a minute but then he made a triumphant noise and pointed to a dead soldier on the ground. Looking closer the soldier, the boy it appeared, had raven hair. "That dead kid is you? Jeez, you must suck if they painted you dead."

"First of all I wasn't dead, I was wounded. Second of all i'm an amazing fighter i'll have you know. I've saved Peter and Caspian's lives time and time again." The indigent tone in his voice made her laugh out loud. She wondered if he was teased about his fighting often, because it seemed like he rehearsed that speech. Or at least said it once before. She patted him on the back and looked up at the painting again. The woman sent shivers down her spine. Who was she?

Edmund noticed it and sighed, "That was the White Witch. Our first opponent in Narnia. Aslan defeated her on the battlefield after she stabbed me and was about to kill Peter." He didn't give anymore answer then that. Jaz saw a flash of ice again in his eyes however. The ice left his eyes in an instant, making her wonder if she imagined it.

They were silent again. Obviously Edmund wasn't much of a talker, that much was clear, but that didn't bother her. It was nice to at least have someone with her in the room while her nerves calmed somewhat. She was still terrified of breaking or ruining something but it didn't look like Edmund worried about it.

Jaz found herself tired once she entered her bedroom, something she found odd since she had slept most of the day already, so she looked at Edmund pointedly. He got the message and grinned. "I think Su or Lucy will wake you up tomorrow for breakfast. You'll need something more...appropriate, to wear." With that he bowed low, eyes boring into hers the whole time, and left. Jaz looked down at what she was wearing with a frown. She liked dresses sure, but she preferred jeans and a tshirt. The color drained out of her face when she thought about it for a moment...would they make her wear a corset?!

Corsets lawl, those suck. Seriously xD

Short yeah, but I worked hard on it :P a little Ed interaction there, for all you Ed fans like me. I love him 3
Don't worry though, this won't be like FOCUSED on Ed/Jaz. There are other things going on in the world besides luvvvv

And yes I added the Terabithia bit. Gimme a break, I never read the books so I dunno what other countries in Narnia's world are called xD if someone could give some info on that i'd be eternally grateful lol

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