"Yeah, looks like nobody's in. Shall we be going back?"
"Eustace SHUT UP!"
"Ash calm down."
"NO!"
"Ashlana,"
"Caspian."
"Shush. Want to come over here and gaurd...something?" Edmund called to Eustace, if only to start the quickly developing argument between his friends.
"Right! Very good! Very uh...logical, cousin!" Eustace ran over and stood before Edmund. Ashlana rolled her amber eyes. They walked to the large church like building in front of them. Then paused and looked back at Eustace, who looked a little hopeless. Caspian cast a look at Edmund, and pulled a dagger out and handed it to the boy.
Eustace stared at it as if he didn't know what it was, the looked at Caspian.
"I've got it, I've got it." He began to turn away, then looked back. "Don't worry."
"Oh my god we're doomed!" Ashlana didn't like the way this Island affected her.
Once in the church, she immediately walked to a podium in the middle. She looked at it in shock. It was a book of names and numbers, some of them crossed out. She flipped a few pages. There were hundreds of names.
"Who are all these people?" Lucy asked from beside here.
"Why are they crossed out?" Edmund added.
Lucy ran her fingers down the right margin. "It looks like some kind of fee."
Realization set in and Ashlana and Caspian looked at eachother horrified as they had come to the same conclusion.
"Slave Traders." The words were emphasized by a loud clang as the traders jumped down from the ceiling. Edmund, Lucy and Ashlana pulled out their swords, and Caspian shot them with his cross-bow.
Then, a very girl-like squeal echoed through the church, and they turned to see Eustace in the arms of a trader with the dagger Caspian had given him held at his throat.
"SEE!" Ashlana groaned. With no hope, she tossed the sword in her hands down. A trader grabbed her and pulled her away from Lucy and Edmund.
"Unless you want to hear this one squeal like a girl again, I suggest you all make like the girly over there and drop your weapons." The trader ordered.
"LIKE A GIRL?" Even in danger, Eustace was still complaining.
Lucy was the first to drop her weapon, then Caspian. Finally Edmund, as he glared at his cousin.
"Eustace," He growled. He had put them in even more danger. He'd put Ashlana in more danger.
"Put irons on 'em!" The seemingly leading trader said. Large iron hancuffs were harshly thrown on Ashlana's wrists. They grabbed Lucy next.
"Get off of me!" She struggled.
"You insolent fools! I am your KING!"
"Take these two to the Market." He pointed to Eustace and Lucy. "The two men to the dungeons."
He took a long look at Ashlana, who glared back at him, her eyes dancing with fire and unspoke threats that would get carried out if any of the Pevensies were hurt.
"And this beautiful one to my personal quarters." He smiled a yellow-toothed smile and walked away towards behind the boys. That sentence made Edmund struggle harder then he had been before, trying to get to his girls. He almost got free too, if it hadn't been for the trader that punched him in the face.
"Ed! You'll pay for that!" Ashlana pitched forward, the grip of her trader slipping from her shoulders to her wrists chained behind her back. He gave a mighty tug and just managed to pull her back to him.
"Actually, someone else is going to pay. For all of them." He smiled another sikening grin at Ashlana.
Ashlana was shoved violently onto a bed with red sheets with stains on it she didn't care to know about. She continued to glare at the man in front of her. She had no doubt what he wanted her for.
"So," He sneered. "The great Ashlana, Huh?" He laughed. "No father here, now is there. No roring in to save the day." He began to de-robe. Ashlana began to pull on the middle chains on the cuffs, calling on her father for strength.
"May I suggest you not do this. I shall be quite angerd when I get out of this."
"But you see, my dear, you won't get out of this. That boy and that King. If they aren't sold, or if they struggle too much(and I believe the boy will) they'll be sacrificed to the mist."
"That Eastern Evil has reached the Lone Islands?" She jumped violently as the man slid his hand up her thigh, and to her pants. She didn't like this. 'Father, please help me.'
'Give me a reason, My Warrior.'
'What?'
'A reason you wish to stay pure.'
'I do not love this man!'
'And who is it that you love?'
'Father I do not know yet!' Ashlana was becoming confused, and aggravated, as this beast of a man was slipping his hand up her shirt to her Breasts.
'Well then My Warrior, Who do you feel you could love in the future?'
'I...Perhaps. Father must I?'
'Yes Child. Realize it, and I will save you. Or perhaps he will.'
Ashlana shook her head. She man rose her shirt and began to lean down.
"EDMUND!" She shouted the first name she thought of as loudly as she could. The shout was enhanced by a roar in her mind and by the door splintering in half as someone kicked it in. Edmund burst in an tackled the man off of her. He slammed his fist into the mans nose, and they both were satisfied by the crunch it made. But a broken nose wasn't enough for Edmund. Not for what this disgusting excuse of a man had just tried to do. He continued until he had beat this man within an inch of his life.
"Stay off of her." He spit on the pathetic lump and crossed the room to Ashlana and hugged her tightly. He was disturbed she wasn't crying over what happend, but he knew she was strong. He pulled her shirt down just before Caspian came in.
"We freed the slaves." He noticed the bloody man on the floor. "What happened."
"He-" Ed began.
"Nothing. Nothing happend. I'm fine." Ashlana threw a pleading look at them both, begging them not to ask. They complied, and Caspian unlocked her cuffs. She thanked him quietly, staring at Edmund. He dropped his forehead to hers, vowing not to leave her for a while.
They were walking back to the Docks, Edmund having his hand held tightly in Ashlana's(And squeezing back, just as hard as she), they met up with a man, Rhince, who explained about his wife being taken by the mist, and how he was a good sailor.
Caspian looked at Ashlana. She shrugged. She really was going to have to shar Edmund's hammok now. She blushed at the thought.
Ashlana watched curiously, as a little girl ran up. She wanted to go with them. Rhince said no, asking if he'd even not come back. She'd shook her head. He kissed her forehead, and Ashlana couldn't help but imagining a little copy of her having the same conversation with an older, but still stupid handsome. 'Stop it, Ashlana.' She scolded halfheartedly.
"My Lord, My Lord!" Someone, who Ashlana recognized as Lord Berne, came up holding an extreamly old Golden Age, Narnian Sword. He explained how Caspian's father had given him the sword for safe-keeping, and Lord Berne kept it in a cave since the slave traders arrived. He then gave the sword to Caspian.
"Thank You, Lord Berne. I shall return your Citizens." Caspian began walking back to the boat, then paused. "Edmund," He handed the sword to the younger King.
Edmund held it up, and Ashlana smiled fondly at him.
For the next few days, Ashlana sat with Edmund and helped him clean his sword. She talked with Lucy, and listend to Eustace complain. It sounded boring, but she was having fun. Except for the nights. During the nights, she had nightmares. Always about what could have happened on the Lone Islands. She dreamed Edmund didn't get there in time. She dreamed sometimes that he'd been killed by the man, and then the man would just continued while she stared into the once warm brown eyes of Edmund Pevensie. She woke up screaming everytime, and she couldn't ever go back to sleep afterwards.
Edmund had taken to holding her at night. It seemed to hold off the screaming. But not the crying, and it was tearing him up inside. He hated seeing her like this. She was flinching away whenever a man other then he or Caspian went to touch her. Eustace liked to poke fun at this, grabbing her by the hips and making her scream. One night, he went too far.
Edmund had been asleep. It was a deep sleep too, so he supposed it was only the feeling of the feeling of not having Ashlana next to him that woke him up. He couldn't really see. He was still groggy when he heard it.
"EDMUND!" The scream was the same he'd heard the day this all started. "EDMUND!"
He shot up, as did Caspian, Tarvos and Reepicheep. But Edmund reached the door first. She was pushed onto the steps, with Eustace strattling her hips laughing.
"What the hell, Cousin?" Edmund shoute, grabbing the ignorent boy by the shoulders and pulling him off of his now sobbing Ashlana, shoving him into Tarvos, who planned to rough him up a bit later if Caspian would allow it.
"Oh come off it! She's faking!"
"Eustace!" Caspian shouted. "Get to bed! Now!" His voice was thundering.
"But she's-"
"NOW!" Everyone yelled at him. Edmund leaned down and scooped Ashlana in his arms, taking her spot on the steps and holding her close. He gave Caspian a look. The King nodded back, and ushered everyone to give them privacy.
"Shh," Edmund soothed. He could feel her sobbing pull on his heart, and chook with anger. "I'm here. I've got you. He's gone. The one that's done this to you has probably died from the beating I gave him." She half laughed at this. "You're safe with me."
Her crying slowly turned to soft sniffles. She looked up at him, and he noticed her eyes had turned bright yellow from her tears. She was so beautiful.
"Thank you, Edmund."
"You're staying with Lucy," He ordered.
"No. I won't be able to get through the nights without you." She dropped her head down to his shoulder, her breath fanning against his neck.
"Eustace-"
"Will cease to be a hindence to me tonight, my King." He loved it when she called him that, it sent shivers down his spine. He began tracing paterns on her knee, which he could see with her night dress riding up the way it was. He could feel a blush go across his cheeks.
"Ed..." His fingers had mooved up, unknowingly hitting a sensitive area on the underside of her thigh. Her voice had changed, it was more sensual now. But he stopped.
"I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was doing it." She looked up at him. He looked at her lips, and licked his own.
"It's...okay," She began leaning up slowly, her mouth getting closer to his own. 'Centimeters,' She thought.
"Excuse me your-OH sorry!" They snapped back and looked at the wide eyed Reepicheep in front of them.
"W-What Reep?" Edmund asked.
"We've punished the undignified scoundrel."
"Good!" Edmund Looked at the girl in his lap. "Are you sure you don't want to stay with Lu?"
Ashlana held onto him tighter, and snuggled closer to him. He sighed, and picked her up, laying her in their hammok and holding her close.
The next day was quite eventful. Reepiceep caught Eustace stealing Rations, and they had an all out duel on deck, which made Ashlana laugh. Eustace accidently knocked over a barrel, and out fell something quite strange.