Well. Greetings! I've been having a bit of fun, trying my hand at dialogue only. This here's the first of, well, four of course :) The first times that the Pevensies interact with miss Miri, though they may have already seen her about. Read well and enjoy.
"May I help you? Please get up. I'm not really that fond of all this bowing."
"Please…"
"Whoa, now, let's sit down. You look like you're about to faint!"
"Please…."
"No need to cry, miss. Are you quite alright?"
"I h-heard that you-you're a judge?"
"I suppose that's part of my job description. Do you require a judge?"
"My...my master."
"Yes. Sir Farogil. Bit of a, well, we won't say that. Did he hurt you? I wouldn't put it past him in the least bit. I saw how he treated his horse."
"Please, your majesty. He treats his horse a sight better than me. I...I want to get away from him….Please, your majesty. Is there anything you can do? I don't want to go back! He came at me with a knife this morning…"
"That won't do! Where is he? I'll challenge him this minute! Come, miss. No creature of Aslan should be a slave much less mistreated."
"Thank you, your majesty, thank-"
"No! Goodness, she's fainted dead away-what's this? By Aslan! That monster! Her back...Where's Lucy when I need her?"