Here you go. Another chapter. Enjoy your meal! lol I'm glad you guys are enjoying my fanfic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia or anything of it. They belong to their author C.S. Lewis. I only own Faith and Rovin (who is coming later.)

"A Dance 'Round the Memory Tree" is written by Oren Lavie. So that means I don't own the song too.


"Are you serious? Do we really have to walk through there?" I stared at the new section of forest before me. The ground was literally covered with ferns and looked as if the woods extended for miles.

Caspian sighed. "Yes." I think he was starting to get annoyed with me ever since we left the brook. I had been pointing out little details on the way because I was bored. Earlier, I tried to play "I Spy" with him, but he wasn't interested even though I explained to him. (Well, it's a pretty easy game.) He was just quiet most of the time. Mind absent he was.

"But what about the bugs?"

"Bugs? What bugs?"

"The bugs in there." I pointed to the ferns.

"How do you know there are bugs in there?"

"Do you think every forest is bug-free?"

"If there are bugs in there, I'm sure they are not going to harm you." He started to trample through the ferns.

"Easy for you to say 'cause you got biggy boots and you're wearing…um, stockings."

"Biggy boots?"

I scoffed. "You know what I mean."

"Well, we're going in whether you like it or not, Faith," he said loudly as he went in further.

"No. I'm not going," I said indignantly, crossing my arms.

Caspian stopped where he was and turned to me. "Come on," he insisted.

"Nope."

"But-"

"Nadda."

"Fine. I'll drag you if I have to," he said as started towards me.

I jumped. That got me. I certainly didn't want to touch a guy, let alone be dragged by a guy…especially by force. "Nuh-uh. No ways are you going to make me."

"Come on, Faith." He got nearer.

"One step closer and I'll beat the pulp out of ya," I threatened.

"Faith-"

"Stay. Sit."

"Ah-"

"STOP!"

Caspian gave up and turned around. "Alright. You can just stay there by yourself."

"Wh-What? I don't want to be here by myself, man?" I shouted. "I hate being alone."

I thought I heard him growl. Oh, great. "If you don't want to be by yourself, come on," he shouted back. He paused. "I'll carry you on my back if you want to."

I flinched. "Okay, okay, I'm coming," I yelled back as I ran to him through the, I found, extremely itchy ferns. Even though I wore a dress that went to my ankles, the ferns scratched my lower legs. "Ow!" I hissed, feeling something bite my leg.

Caspian rolled his eyes and muttered, "Girls."

"Aww, man," I whined as I lifted my skirts, revealing a red bite mark, "something bit me."

I could tell Caspian was really exasperated by now. "Would you just…could you just keep quiet for while, please?" he asked really irritated, "And could you stop calling me 'man'?" I thought he was going to say 'shut up'. Guessed he learned the terminology from me and Nikabrik.

"Were you just about to say 'shut up' to me? Huh?"

No answer. "Alright. I'm sorry," I retreated in his accent, "I'll shut up, Caspian." Silence. "Sorry," I apologized in normal accent, really meaning it.

He didn't say anything or even look at me; we just walked. Oh great, Faith. You just had to whine. Didn't you? Now Caspian doesn't want to talk to you anymore.

"Look. Sorry, Caspian, for annoying you earlier and now." He didn't say anything. "I just…could you forgive me? Sorry I didn't keep my promise." I looked down.

"No. I'm sorry, Faith," he suddenly returned with an apologetic smile that appeared to be false,."I just have a lot on my mind." Is he that forgiving too? Nice.

"So, could you forgive me… your Majesty?" I asked with respect. "I'll just remain silent."

"I forgive you," he replied, "And don't call me your Majesty. Just Caspian."

"I forgive you, Caspian," I answered back. Nothing. At least I got things right with him. And… was that the right thing to say? "What do you have on your mind?" I asked.

Caspian groaned. "Faith…"

"Alright, alright. I'll really shut up. Sorry."

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Silence wore on except for sounds you would expect in a forest and the rustling as we trampled through the ferns. Just walking with somebody you just met an hour ago can be uneasy and boring. Wanting to entertain myself and avoid annoying Caspian again, I sang songs in my head. I think I sang like five songs along the way.

Words we have said

Grew in my head,

Colored my thoughts

Sang me to bed.

Lost memories

Grew into trees,

Covered the doors

Swallowed the keys.

Winters have come-

"You know that lullaby?" Caspian's voice asked all of a sudden.

I snapped back into reality. "What?"

"That lullaby. You know it?"

"What lullaby?"

"The one you were just humming." We stopped where we were and looked at each other.

"I was humming?" I asked, "Sorry." Whoops. I didn't notice...

"Where did you hear that lullaby?" he persisted.

"Wait. That was a lullaby?"

He was getting exasperated. "Yes," he sighed.

I shrugged. "The soundtrack of one of my favorite movies." I started to walk again.

"What?"

I stopped, turned around to see Caspian with a puzzled look on his face, and inwardly growled at myself for saying something stupid for the thousandth time. (Yes, I'm exaggerating the number of times.) "Um…that's a whole different subject you don't need to know," I said. Then I gave it a thought. "Why'd you ask me, Caspian?"

"It's just that my…" but he drifted off. Shaking his head, he continued to walk. "Never mind," he said to brush off the subject. "Let's keep moving." I guess that's his tender spot: personal affairs. He wouldn't tell me much about himself earlier.

As we continued to trample through the fern forest, I felt more and more uncomfortable; something was making me nervous. I kept glancing back every time I thought I heard a rustle. I kept telling myself that it was only my imagination every time I didn't see anything, but it didn't help. When I glanced at Caspian, his eyes were just wandering around the woods. He should be watching for danger. Not enjoying the scenery or bird watching…if there are any birds to watch.

"Um…Caspian?" Suddenly, I really heard a rustle and tensed up. "Who's there?" I said with my dagger drawn.

Caspian only sighed and said, "I can hear you."

Caspian and I turned around to see who it was. Sure enough, Trufflehunter and Nikabrik come out from behind two trees we had just passed.

"Oh. I think we should just wait for the kings and queens," said Trufflehunter.

Caspian just started to walk again, and I followed him as I drew my dagger away. "Isn't that rude, Caspian?" I pointed out. "And how did you know it was them?"

Caspian didn't answer.

"Heeelllooo?"

"Fine! Go then. See if the others will be as understanding," the badger shouted.

Nikabrik started following us. "Or maybe I'll come with you. I want to see you explain things to the Minotaurs."

"Huh," I scoffed. "He's a gonna be a goner."

"That's what I want to see," replied Nikabrik to me.

Caspian stopped dead in his tracks. "Minotaurs …" asked Caspian as he turned to Trufflehunter who was close behind, "they're real?"

"And very bad-tempered," added the Narnian.

Nikabrik added even more. "Yeah. Not to mention. Big."

"Huge," Trufflehunter emphasized.

"No. Humungous!" I butt in a deep voice.

Trufflehunter glared at me, and the others glanced at me.

"Sorry. Not helping." You're an idiot, Faith.

We continued walking.

Curious, Caspian asked another question. "What about centaurs? Do they still exist?"

"Well, the centaurs might fight on your side. But there's no telling what the others will do," the badger replied.

Caspian stopped and thought of a more serious question. "What about Aslan?"

All of us stopped…again. Dude, how many times do we have to stop? I wanna get out of this scratchy forest.

Trufflehunter and Nikabrik, who were ahead of Caspian and I, looked at each other. Turning to us, Nikabrik asked Caspian, "How do you know so much about us?"

Yeah, how do you know so much about these Narnians? I looked at Caspian.

"Stories," replied the prince.

"Wait a minute…" said an interested Trufflehunter, "your father told you stories about Narnia?" Ooo, he just hit Caspian's tender spot.

"No, my professor. He…" again he drifted off. "Listen, I am sorry." Caspian continued walking before I caught up with him again. "These are not the kind of questions you should be asking."

"Tender spot," I whispered to Trufflehunter as we brushed past the other two.

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Two minutes later, Trufflehunter suddenly started sniffing the air.

"What is it?" asked Nikabrik.

"Human."

"Them?" Nikabrik meant Caspian and I.

"What? I didn't do it!" I raised my hands in the air.

"No…Them!" Trufflehunter was staring at the forest behind us.

"Oh."

We heard gradual shouting coming our way and soon we saw Telmarine soldiers. This time with crossbows.

"Oh, pooh," I puffed, "We are so goners!"

Suddenly, one of them yelled, "There they are!"

"Run!" hollered Trufflehunter. Without a second warning, we madly dashed through the ferns.

"We are so dead meat!" I bawled as we ran for our lives.

"Just run, Faith!" Caspian yelled back.

Even though I had picked up my skirts, I felt I was going to trip any moment. Whiz! An arrow flew past my right shoulder before it shot into a tree beside me. Soon, arrows were flying by us as we tried to escape the soldiers.

"Oh, now they're trying to shoot us! That's very lovely of them!"

"Caspian, this is insane! We are running away from arrows that are bound to hit one of us! Can't we just reconcile with them? Oh right. Your uncle is dead set on killing you."

"Just shut up and run!" screamed Nikabrik.

"Why don't you shut up?" I bit back.

"Just shut up!"

"You shut up!"

"Why don't you both shut up?" cut in Caspian. Wow.

"I thought you'd never say that," I nervously laughed. I'm a really bad influence 'cause I just taught these Narnians bad terminology. You've done it again, Faith!

"Agh!" cried Trufflehunter suddenly from behind. I glanced back and to my horror, Trufflehunter was lying on the ground with an arrow digging into his foreleg. He was the last one I'd expect to hit. And the horn was with him too. Caspian must have dropped it.

Nikabrik stared in shock and gasped, "Oh no!" and started to run back. All of us stopped running.

"No wait! I'll go," Caspian shouted, running back to help the poor badger. Wait! You're gonna get yourself killed!

"Come on!" Nikabrik pulled my hand.

We ran on, but I kept glancing back. As we kept going, I noticed that they had stopped shooting us. But when I looked back again, all the soldiers were pointing their crossbows at Caspian who was kneeling on the ground beside Trufflehunter.

Suddenly, I tripped over something and fell flat on my face, feeling my left ankle twist in an odd way. "Ow!" I rubbed my head as I slowly sat up.

"Oh great!" I heard Nikabrik groan. He stopped where he was and ran back to me.

But before any of the soldiers were able to shoot, there was a rustle that suddenly came from among the soldiers' feet. One soldier fell dead with a scream and confusion started to plaster their faces as they looked at the ferns around them. None of them moved and soon another soldier fell after the ferns rustled again. Seeing the opportunity, Caspian yanked the arrow from Trufflehunter's leg and picked up Trufflehunter onto his shoulder and ran towards us. The soldiers started running and shooting us again, and two more of them fell as they ran. After another soldier fell, they stopped shooting, and now they were running for their lives instead as one by one fell dead from some unknown creature. I shuddered every time a Telmarine screamed.

Caspian reached us and set Trufflehunter down. "Get him out of here," he panted. Caspian walked back a little and drew his sword.

By this time, there were only two soldiers left so we could handle it. Those poor guys had terror on their faces as they ran for their lives. And when the one of the soldiers fell, the last one stopped in his tracks, dropped his crossbow, drew his sword, and wildly started to slash the ferns around him.

"Where are you?" the unfortunate soldier cried as he desperately tried to find the killer. He slashed like crazy for a minute, and then suddenly, he fell with one scream of agony. Nothing happened for a minute, and I thought it was all over. But I was wrong again. Now the rustling was coming really fast at Caspian. Uh oh.

"Wait. That's…" began Nikabrik.

Trufflehunter started too. "That's…"

When the rustling was right in front of Caspian, something flipped out of the ferns knocking Caspian down onto his back. A tiny sword flew into the air, and something jumped right on top of Caspian making the prince immobile. When the sword landed in the creature's hand, it was pointed at Caspian. I gaped for the creature was a…

"Choose your last carefully, Telmarine," it said in a noble voice but not a squeaky voice as I had expected.

Caspian only stared in surprise and confusion. "You are a mouse." Right Caspian was.

This wasn't any ordinary mouse I was seeing. Not your hand-size mouse. It was a two foot mouse (almost two foot) standing on its hind legs with a red feather behind his right ear and a sword pointed at Caspian's face.

Disappointed by the comment, the mouse sighed. "I was hoping for something a little more original. Come on, pick up your sword."

"Yo-you're a m-mouse!" I stuttered.

"What? Another Telmarine? Haven't we settled that already?" the mouse turned to me. "Another word from you and I will kill your friend," he warned. The mouse turned his attention back to Caspian. "Pick up your sword now."

Caspian glanced at his own sword which was lying on the ground beside him. "Um…no thanks," he said nervously.

"That's Reepicheep," Nikabirk murmured to me.

"Reep-what?" I asked.

"Pick it up! I will not fight an unarmed man," ordered Ree-what's-his-name?

"Which is why I might live longer if I choose not to cross blades with you, noble mouse," said Caspian determined not to be killed by a talking mouse.

Reep (let's just call him that, shall we?) wasn't satisfied with this answer. "I said I would not fight you. I didn't say I let you live."

Trufflehunter who was supported by Nikabrik shouted, "Reepicheep, stay your blade!"

"Trufflehunter?" asked Reep, eyeing us, "I trust you have a good reason for this untimely interruption and for this…other Telmarine."

Trufflehunter was about to say something, but Nikabrik cut in. "He doesn't. Go ahead."

The badger just ignored him. "He's the one who blew the horn."

Reep started at Caspian with confusion. "What?"

"Then let him bring it forward." A new strange, deep voice said from behind.

I suddenly heard stamping of hooves from behind us, and when I whirled around to see what it was - lo and behold - four; huge…centaurs came over a hill.

"This is the reason we have gathered," said the one in front of the three others. You have got to be kidding me. I don't think I can take much more.

"Faith, are you okay?" asked Trufflehunter with concern, noticing me.

"I don't think so," I said, "I think I sprained my ankle."

"Is that you, Faith?" I heard a familiar voice ask. It couldn't be. Could it?

There you go. Another chapter. So Read and Review please. Seriously, please. Rovin's gettin' a little upset. He's a little impatient OC of mine. *starts to cower after seeing Rovin enter*

Rovin: How come I'm not in yet? Huh?

Me: You're in it already.

Rovin: Come on, Faith! I'm gonna kill ya soon. *nervous smile from me* Why am I not the main character?

...So review, please.