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Nothing much to say this chapter...thanks for the reviews peeps! :3

Queen Su: xD Yeah I never read the books, so I didn't know if he ever married or not. In my AU his son was already grown and out of the house by the time the Pevensies went into the wardrobe and his wife died ages before then too, so yeah. Also as for the bad language, well, she is from our world. And people in our world tend to swear a lot. I try not to put in a ton of it because it does feel slightly awkward xD my apologies, however, if the swearing offended you in any way. I'd hate to lose my readers because of a couple swear words.

Disclaimer: I always wonder what the point of disclaimers are...

True to Edmund's prediction, Jaz was awoken the next morning by loud knocks on the door. Still groggy she just yelled for whoever it was to come in. Sure enough it was Lucy and Susan, who both looked bright of eye and bushy of tail. Jaz stared at them through foggy eyes. How long had they even been up? In fact, what time was it even?

Susan ushered Jaz out of bed, fussing that the younger woman had worn her shirt to bed and not her nightgown, while it appeared Lucy had disappeared inside of another wardrobe. Jaz hadn't noticed the wardrobe before but now as she looked at it she felt twitchy. The whole Narnia experience had given her a phobia of wardrobes.

After a nervous moment Lucy emerged from the wardrobe with a long blue dress. It looked plain but somehow beautiful at the same time. Much different from the sleazy dresses of her own time. The extremely girly part of Jaz gushed at it and demanded for her to try it on at once. Obeying that part of her she allowed Susan to push her behind a changing screen and be handed an under dress. No corset, thank god. She stripped down to her underwear, then hesitated. Was the under dress supposed to be a replacement for her underwear, or did she wear it over? Tentatively she asked Susan, who chuckled kindly and told her to just wear it over if it made her feel uncomfortable.

Jaz slipped it on and held out her hand for the dress. Still no corset, which made her sigh in relief. She slipped the dress on and almost twirled around in pure joy. It was like being a little girl again and pretending to be a princess. She walked out from behind the screen and looked at the two Queen's for their approvement. Susan looked her over and nodded, while Lucy grinned. "You look so pretty."

"Thank you Lucy, you looked pretty yourself." Indeed she did. Both Queen's looked beautiful. Susan walked around Jaz in a circle with a dark green dress that hugged every curve she had and made her blue eyes look brighter. Lucy had a red dress that also hugged her curves but in a more subtle way. Jaz fiddled with her hair, grimacing when Susan noticed she still had bedhead. She never liked anyone tampering with her hair, ever since she was little.

They brought her to a little vanity table, that she also hadn't noticed the night before, and talked amongst themselves about what to do, all while Susan was swiping a brush through her hair. Jaz fidgeted. "Could-could you just keep it down?" She requested, not knowing if it was rude or not to refuse to let the two Queen's do her hair. They didn't mind at all. Susan brushed her hair out and Lucy just stuck a tiny bow to hold her bangs back.

On the way to breakfast Susan explained that one of the servants would come in every morning to attend to her, instead of the two Queen's. When Jaz gave a hesitant expression she assured Jaz that the servants were all very kind. It was all a little much for Jaz to take it in one morning. She was flattered that the Pevensies were treating her so well, even though she wanted to leave, but it still made her feel uncomfortable. She was used to taking care of herself. And she certainly wasn't used to servants, even if they were the Pevensie's.

Breakfast had appeared to have not started yet, as only Edmund was sitting at the table, eyes closed and looking like he was asleep. Lucy giggled and tip toed behind him. Susan was about to tell her to leave him alone, but she was too late. Lucy yelled, "Boo!" and shocked Edmund right out of his chair. All three girls erupted into giggles as he yelled loudly. He stood up and glared at his sister, who grinned back. Susan, however, quieted her giggles and looked at Edmund with a motherly expression. "Late night?"

"Yeah. Pete, Caspian and I heard about some spies coming in from the west, so we took care of it. I suspect that's why they're both still sleeping." Edmund did look tired, but he seemed used to it. His eyes held a drowsy fog to them but the rest of him looked alert. Jaz looked at the sword around his waist and tilted her head, studying it. Even while sheathed it still looked different from the swords she saw in museums as a child.

Edmund noticed her staring. She looked up from the sword to see him smiling in her direction. He motioned her over and once she got there he unsheathed his sword. It was beautiful. Silver and gleaming, with a gold handle. There wasn't even a hint that blood had ever touched the sword. Feeling slightly foolish she reached out to touch it, which Edmund allowed. It was cold, but then it was metal. "You've never held a sword, yeah?" Edmund asked. Susan and Lucy had since left to get the other kings, making Jaz feel as nervous as she was the night before. She shook her head to his question and found herself holding his sword. She almost dropped it in shock.

It was only a bit heavy. The handle actually felt like it formed to her hands, or her hands formed to hold the handle, whichever. She held it out in front of her, as if she were about to stab someone, and grinned. "En garde!" She giggled and started to fight an imaginary opponent. She was brought back to her childhood, when her and her friends would sword fight with sticks.

Once she was done, beating her opponent to the ground and stabbing it in the stomach victoriously, Edmund took his sword back with a chuckle. He sheathed it and Jaz almost felt sad to have such a beautiful, yet so dangerous, object stowed away like that. "What does it feel like?" She asked quietly.

Edmund didn't need to ask what she meant. "You never get used to it, but it's necessary. This sword," He unsheathed it again and held it in front of himself in a defensive stance. "-has saved me, and my siblings, more times then I can count. It's a horrible feeling to take a life but it helps if it's for someone you love."

Jaz nodded, understanding slightly. She was going to say something but the rest of the Queens finally came back, dragging two reluctant Kings behind them. Peter looked so groggy and tired that Jaz wondered what possessed Susan to drag him out of bed in the first place. Caspian mirrored Edmund, exhausted but still alert and aware.

"Good morning star shines!" Jaz grinned. They scowled at her loud voice but still replied with less-then-cheery good mornings. Giggling she sat down beside Edmund and waited for breakfast to be served. When a servant came out with food Jaz felt a twinge in her stomach slightly. She had never had servants, nor did she ever want to pay someone to do things for her. Again it was a strange feeling to have people serving her food. She tried to imagine it was just like a restaurant, but when the servant girl bowed to her after placing her food down, she blushed and looked away.

Everyone else looked so used to it. They all thanked the girls with a smile and no second thought about it. Jaz watched the girls as they walked back through the doors. They looked happy enough she supposed. Maybe it was that they felt lucky to be in the castle at all. She assumed that Narnia had cities outside of this castle, and to work in the castle was probably equivalent to working at the White House back home. Still, she felt that they didn't have to serve her. She wasn't anyone special.

"Caspian, could I have a word?" She asked after breakfast was over. Caspian blinked at her owlishly, but nodded. Everyone looked at her questioningly but she didn't look at them while walking to Caspian's "office". Once settled Caspian turned his own questioning gaze on her and gestured for her to sit.

"I've been thinking; it's clear i'm not going anywhere for a while, and even though I want desperately to go back home, I need some sort of work to do here, otherwise i'm going to go insane. Seriously, it's boring when you have nothing to do and the only people you know are royalty so they're always busy."

"What did you propose?" His accent, though she hadn't heard much of it lately, made her giggle. It was just too sexy. "Well, i'm used to cleaning and stuff, so I was thinking of being a...servant." The word felt foreign on her tongue. The argumentative voice in her head was yelling at her, wondering what exactly she was doing and questioning her sanity. Actually her whole brain was questioning why she was submitting herself to be a maid. Even Caspian seemed surprised, but also thoughtful.

Jaz argued back to her brain that she needed something to do, and she needed to have some sort of job if she was going to stay in this bizarre world. True she could probably find something outside of the castle to do but she was much to nervous and afraid to venture into town. Besides, she could still see the Pevensies, and with any luck Aslan would show up some time soon and the first place he'd go would be the castle, so she would be close enough to talk to him if he came along.

Needless to say the Pevensies were surprised by her request. They all wondered why, but Jaz firmly stuck to the fact that she didn't want to feel like a free-loader. "I'm not some special guest or anything, i'm just some chick from another time. I'm grateful that you guys let me stay in the castle, but I want to earn my keep."

They relented after that. Edmund and Lucy were the only ones who looked apprehensive about it, but Lucy was the one to take her down to the servants wing to get her assignment. The servants wing was almost as beautiful as the rest of the castle. It looked as though the Kings and Queens themselves decorated. Jaz had a feeling she wouldn't mind working there after all.

"Your highness!" A burly looking, red haired woman, in an apron was the first to greet them. She curtsied low and when she straightened she looked at Jaz, who smiled back nervously.

"This is Jasmin. She's requested to work here while she stays." Lucy explained. "Jasmin, this is Atria, she's the head maid here." Jaz held out her hand, and surprisingly Atria shook it. Jaz naturally assumed they didn't know how to shake hands in this world, but then what did she really know about Narnia anyway?

"Lovely to meet you Jasmin. Come, i'll show you what you'll be doing." Jaz was hesitant, second guessing why she was doing this, but Atria's kind smile calmed her somewhat. So did Lucy's encouraging pat on the back. Jaz followed Atria along the hallways, listening intently on how to clean this and dust that the right way. Lucy kept her arm around Jaz's the whole time, and helped Atria explain things, such as how to make the beds and serve food. Jaz felt slightly overwhelmed by information but processed as much as she could.

Soon Lucy had meetings to attend to, so she reluctantly left Jaz. Jaz felt nervous without the younger Queen but Atria was kind and explained things easily. "How do you like working here anyway?" Jaz asked when they had gone over drawing baths.

"I love being of service to my Kings and Queens. It's an honor to work here." Atria indeed look happy to be there. The green in her eyes sparkled whenever she looked around. Again, Jaz got the feeling people who worked in the castle felt like the White House employees. After a walk-through of the basics Atria led her into the kitchen, apparently to meet some of the others.

Two brown haired women noticed them as they walked in and grinned simultaneously. Atria led Jaz over and their smiles turned into confused looks. "Mary, Giselle, this is Jasmin. Jasmin, this is Mary and Giselle, they serve food mostly." Indeed, Mary looked to be the girl who served her breakfast that morning, which explained why she was still getting confused looks.

After meeting Mary and Giselle, Atria led her to a table, where a few more women were eating. They all looked up when Atria and Jaz approached, each smiling. "Jaz, that's Evangeline," A blond, short haired woman smiled. "Jane," a red head who was sipping some soup raised her eyes in greeting. "Caroline," another blond who bowed her head slightly when her name was said. "And Eleanor." The last woman didn't give any sign that she heard her name. She kept eating as if no one had said a word. "She can't hear, the poor thing." Atria explained when Jaz looked at her.

Atria didn't let Jaz do anything by herself for the next few hours. She showed Jaz how to do practically everything, making Jaz more exhausted then she had ever been. She had walked up and down the castle who knows how many times and on top of that she had to actually do something when she reached her destination. The stitch in her side screamed at her for her decision to work.

Her first job without Atria's help was to help serve dinner. Jaz grabbed a plate of food from the chef and followed the rest of the girls out to the dining room. Turned out her food was for Edmund. She felt her hands shaking when she walked out to the dining area but she was determined not to spill anything. The Kings and Queens all smiled at her when they saw her, making her feel slightly more at ease.

"Thank you Jasmin. I could get used to this." Edmund quipped, giving her a smirk. Jaz glared down at him playfully, but with her new position she didn't know if she could insult him back. The other ladies were already leaving, so Jaz high tailed it to join them, sticking her tongue out at Edmund before she left.

PLOT TWIST OMG xD

I dunno, I kind of like the idea of Jaz being a maid in the castle. It gives me ideas, mwahahaha 8D
Lemme know if you like it!
Also, it's really hard to think of names for Narnian women o.o; I can think of a million names, but none of them really sound like Narnian names.