Peter's POV

I came out of the hole with Ed. He convinced me that he should do the fighting. I glance up and see Hoff staring down at me from the wall, her lip was curled. Her eyes looked like she had been crying. Why is she so mad at me?

Ed turned to Trumpkin and spoke "I've got something to ask you. Kids like us don't often have the chance of meeting a great warrior like you. Would you have a little fencing match with me? It would be frightfully decent.""

Trumpkin didn't want to for fear of hurting him, Ed quickly calmed his fears. The saw the swords flash through the air easily, the clanging of them making a racket. Su was not enjoying it and called out. "Oh do be careful." Then I saw Ed do a quick flick of the wrist and Trumpkin's sword flew away out of his hand. I grinned. Hoff made a 'huffing' noise. I turn and go to her.

"I'm sorry Hoff, I should not have yelled at you so." I apologize "Please tell me what I did to you that makes you so mad."

" . ." she spat and turned away.

"Please wait!" I called away, but she was gone. Why is she like this? I miss Beth and Hope so much. It was an accident.

"Pet! Su is going to do a match with Trumpkin with the bow!" Ed called out. I walked toward them. We decided an apple that was a ways up above the battlement. Trumpkin didn't look happy about this. Trumpkin missed by a bit. Su hit it well. Su is tenderhearted and tried to make it easier on the Dwarf.

"It wasn't really any better than yours. I think there was a tiny breath of wind as you shot."

"No there wasn't. Don't tell me. I know when I am fairly beaten. I won't even say that the scar of my last wound catches me a bit when I get my arm well back . . ."

Lucy of course on hearing that made him show it and putting the cordial and it he was very surprised about the healing. I found it hilarious. I love seeing people's reaction when they're healed by Lu.

"And now, if you've really decided to believe in us . . ." I started

"I have." confirmed Trumpkin

We decided to get to Caspian as soon as possible. I took charge.

"It's about two days' journey, the way you came. For us, I can't walk all day and night like you Dwarfs. What Trumpkin calls Aslan's How is obviously the Stone Table itself. You remember it was about half a day's march, or a little less, from there down the Fords of Beruna . . ."

And we continued to plan our trip.

Hoff's POV

After I had run off I stopped under my 'thinking tree' in the center of the Island. It is hard to get to on the ground, you have to go on a bridge in the trees. I sat down under it and thought.

Why is he such a jerk? I'm never going to forgive me. I do believe he is blind. But all the better for me. I am never going to tell him who I am! Ugh. I detest him. But if he is who I think he is and who he says he is, he may be the help the horn called. I'll have to help them get to the boy Caspian. Oh this is annoying. I'll have to keep my tongue.

Getting up I climbed the tree and slowly made my way to the castle. I was outside the wall an saw they were picking apples and putting them in their coats. Chanson was looking around, I guess for me. I hopped down.

"May I help?" I asked.

The elder boy 'King Peter' looked up and mumbled under his breath. I wish I knew what. The others nodded and Chanson looked relieved. Then I see the youngest girl come up behind me and with a huge grin on her face.

"I'm Lucy by the way, over there (pointing to the eldest girl) is Susan or Su. Over there (pointing to the younger boy) is Edmund or Ed. And the other one in Peter or Pet."

"Nice to meet you." And actually it was. Lucy is the kind of girl one can't help but like.

"So do you like apples?" she wondered.

"Yes." I laugh. "But there are so many other things to eat here then apples!"

"There are? Like what?" she prodded.

"Why, there are non talking animals, and lots of other plants and berries and all sorts of things."

"Really, how do you know?"

"I've lived here for awhile. And I used to know a dear friend who taught me everything he knew about food."

"Could you tell me a story about him?"

"Oh let's see . . . I know just the one. We were walking down a stream in Archenland. He was a man from Archenland you see. And he was going to tell me how to catch some crayfish. We had made these wooden crates from sticks and had rope attached to them. In the crate we put some meat for bait. Then we put some rocks and mud in it to make it able to go down. We sat on the shore and waited. Finally we pulled it up with the rope and there inside the crate was a crayfish. My friend reached out and the crayfish got his claws on him, he screamed like a baby and I laughed my head off. As I tried to get the crayfish off of him, the crayfish got on me, and I screamed like a baby. Later with bruised fingers we had a nice meal."

Both of us laughed at the story. I loved telling about my friend.

After that we headed down for the boat.

"The D.L.F had better steer, and Ed and I will take an oar each. Half a moment though. We'd better take off our mail: we're going to be pretty warm before we're done. The girls had better be in the bows and shout directions to the D.L.F because he doesn't know the way. You'd better get us a fair way out to sea till we've passed the island."

The D.L.F? I better ask Trumpkin latter. We all clambered into the boat. Chanson and I sat together. Lucy and Susan were talking about old times in Narnia. "I'll be back, I promise." rang through my head. "Then your uncle ran up and cut the wand that was in her hand." Soon Edmund and Peter were tired so Susan and I took over. I was glad, I'm not used to not doing anything when I'm in a boat. At some point Lu wanted to row, but she's a tad bit too small. The five of us (Chanson rowed too) were quite tired when we got to Glasswater. Lu had a bit of a headache, I felt bad for her and gave her a natural remedy for it. We rowed slowly up Glasswater Creek which is pretty hard to do. We got to a nice bank and got off and went to sleep after some apples.