hello again everyone. I'm back with the third chapter of A journey to Narnia. I'm sorry for the delay in uploading, but exams are coming up.
I would like to thank my reviewers- Glamourgirl190, Snowcherry98, Bonestemprance, Truthfulbadger and narniaharrypotter.
diaclaimer- narnia belongs to C. S. Lewis.
Hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 3
Meetings.
Jennifer stepped into the wardrobe.
It was full of coats, warm and furry coats. They looked so beautiful and inviting on that cold winter morning, but to Jennifer, they were just a load of unfashionable filth.
Sh walked forth, the wardrobe didn't end. There was line after line of coats. And nor did she find Alexis or Isabel hiding behind any of them.
And then, out of the blue she saw light. Intrigued to see light in a wardrobe, she went towards it. All the time there was a nagging at the edge of her mind, yet, she just walked towards it, and out into a forest.
"This is amaz- OUCH!" Isabel shrieked. She had been walking casually in the woods, and now, here she was, kneeling with a sword pressed to her throat.
When she had stepped out of the wardrobe, she had seen a forest. This stirred up the adventurous spirit in her soul, and she decided to explore it.
"Who are you?" asked a commanding voice. "And what are you doing here?"
"And why would I tell you?" she asked.
"Because I asked you!" the man said simply. His sword pressing harder to her throat.
"Well I certainly don't feel the need to tell you." she shot back.
"Listen lady," the man said, his voice becoming dangerous with every word, "do not argue with me. Or I will forget my manners."
"I don't think you have any." she muttered.
"Yes..? What did you say."
"Nothing." she said. If tones could kill, her poisonous one certainly would. "I am Isabel walters. And I don't actually know why I am here."
"You don't know? What rubbish!" the man said. Glaring at the girl at his feet.
"Seriously, I walked into a wardrobe to find my friend Alexis, who had wandered inside, and came here." she said.
"A wardrobe? No, that's not possible...' the man said, as if to himself.
"What?" Isabel asked. "Why not possible?"
"Nothing." he replied. Removing the sword from her throat, he helped her to her feet. "Please come with me milady."
Isabel started at him. Then shook her head.
"Why not?" he asked, baffled.
"A minute ago, you were threatening to kill me. And now you behave like the perfect gentleman... I cant trust a man who changes so easily. I don稚 even know who you are..." she explained.
"I am sorry for my behavior ma'am. I am High King Peter, the magnificent. The rest I'll explain on the way. For now, please come with me." he said. Bowing a little.
Isabel, bewildered just nodded a followed. A king, she thought, not bad.
"May I help you, madam?"
Jennifer started. In all her grumbling and cursing, she hadn稚 noticed where she had come. Looking around she found herself in the midst of dense trees. And the voice belonged to a young man standing in front of her.
She blinked. Lost in his eyes. A moment passed.
Then another.
And yet another.
And one more.
"Uhh, my lady, I aske-" he started again.
"Yes." she said. Cutting him off.
"Sorry?"
"I mean yes, I need help. I'm lost. I knew that wardrobe was trouble... I told Alex and Bel but those wretches, they wouldn稚 listen to a word I said, now look where we have ended u-" she said, all in one breath.
"Honestly my lady, breathe!" the man said, smirking.
"Oh, I'm sorry. But where am I? And who're you?" she said. A small smile playing on her lips.
"You're in Narnia, ma'am. And I," he said pointing at himself, "am king Edmund, the just."
"Ohh. That explains it. You are going for a fancy dress party, and you are pretending to be king of Naraina!"she said.
"No, it ain't a fancy dress party I am serious. And its not Naraina, its Narnia." he said.
"Ohh, sorry. I am Jennifer, Jennifer Vehenson. And I followed two of my friends into a cupboard and out into these woods."
"A cupboard? that's a lame joke." he said.
"No seriousl-ly." said, shivering due to the cold.
"You're cold lady Jennifer. Come with me, we can chat on the way." he said, wrapping an arm around her, and walking forth.
She just obliged, without thought, she was numb due to the cold and shocked at what was happening.
"If we could just slow down!" whined Isabel. The high king was a strong man. He had walked a long way up a steep hill, and down the other side. So had Isabel, but unlike him, she was panting and her legs ached.
"Talk less, and walk faster. You wont feel so tired. I certainly don't." said Peter.
"You're the high king! You are meant to be strong, you are Narnia's strength. So its obvious that you can cross long distances without tiring!" she said, glaring at him.
He had told her everything about this new world and about the war that was going to wage here.
"And me! I am an innocent maiden, whose constitution is much more... delicate!" she continued when he didn't reply.
He snorted. "Innocent maiden indeed! Ha!"
"I refuse to follow such a heartless man."said Isabel. Sitting down on the ground and refusing to rise.
He glared at her. She glared back. And so the glaring contest went on, none ready to back off. Then finally Peter shook his head.
"Stubborn as a mule." he muttered. Then in a louder voice he continued, "Listen lady, our destination isn't far from here. don't make a scene and come. It wont take long."
He was clearly losing patience, but was forcing himself to keep calm. Offering his hand, he said, "Please."
"Fine. It better be." she grumbled as he helped her up. His blue eyes reflecting irritation.
Her eyes shut tight because of the cloth tied around it, Alexis had no clue where she was or what was happening. She could hear the harsh voices of two men, but they were very faint.
By the feel of it, she lay there- there being cold stone- and wondered what was going to happen next. But all she could do was wonder. Because nor did she know what was going on, and nor did she posses the ability to know the future.
She cursed herself for her stupidity to go into an unknown place. But there wasn't any escape now.
She just lay there. Wondering and wondering, until sleep at last had the mercy to envelop her.
"So Narnia, you say? Its your country? I mean wow. That's just amazing!" Jennifer with wonder in her voice.
"Yes, Narnia. And it is my country." he replied for the umpteenth time.
"Wow, being king at such a tender age. That's an experience worth having!" said Jennifer.
"Hmm it is..." said Edmund. To his relief the inquisitive girl said no more.
"You said it was close! How much more?" whined Isabel.
"Not far now." said Peter shortly.
"Where are we going anyway?" Isabel asked.
"To Alsan's how, milady." he replied.
Isabel almost shouted out with frustration. "Why do you call me 'milady' everytime you adress me? My name is Isabel. Call me that okay?" she said.
Peter smirked. "Fine."
"So what is Alsan's how? Does He live there?" she asked, curious.
"Thats where Aslan was killed once, sacrificing himself for Ed. He will tell you that story later. For now, just know that its the army barracks for the Narnian army."
"Oh okay... who's Ed?" she asked.
Peter sighed, this stranger was very inquisitive. "My brother. King Edmund the just." he replied.
"Are you a family full of royals?" Isabel asked intrigued to know more about the high king.
"Yes, I have two sisters, who are both queens. Susan the Gentle and Lucy the Valiant."
"Hmm, good. I would love to meet them." said Isabel.
"Oh look there we are. This Isabel, is the How." Peter smiling.
"Finally." was all she said as she took in a deep breath of relief.
"Peter! There you are! What took you so long?" a young girl shouted, running out of the gray stone building.
"Who's she?" another girl asked, coming up behind this one.
"This, is Isabel." said Peter. "She comes from professor Digory's home."
"Oh, from your world you mean." This a boy had just come out of the how. He caught Isabel's eye. He is so cute, God! And his eyes, brown as the forest, I may as well drown in them! She thought.
She thought a look of affection resided in his eyes, but then maybe she was only imagining it.
"Isabel. These are my sisters- Lucy,he said pointing at the younger girl, 殿nd Susan.
"Good to see you!" Lucy said, embracing her new friend.
"Yes, me too." said Susan. A look of contempt crossed her face, but she hid it before anyone noticed it.
"Is Ed back?" Peter asked, his expression that of a concerned brother.
"Yes he is. With his absolutely wonderful guest." a voice cut into the conversation before anyone else could answer. Everyone turned to see a black haired, dark eyed boy standing beside a blonde, forest green eyed girl.
"JENNIFER! You're here!" shouted Isabel. Throwing her arms around the girl.
"Get off bel! You will spoil my dress!" said Jennifer, pushing her overly excited friend away.
"We'll just stand here, while you both catch up." said Edmund in a snide voice.
"Oh I'm sorry Ed! This is my friend Isabel. And Isabel-"
"I am Edmund," said Edmund giving her a wide smile, and kissing the back of her hand.
"Okay so now we know each other, can we head back inside? Its too cold" said Susan, after the introductions were over.
"Yes come on." said Peter.
"Your majesties, wait!" said a faun running towards them. "Captain Borra is back from his patrols, he says he has found a woman in the woods, maybe a spy." he panted,"Will you come see?"
"Keep the lady in the dungeons, we will be there soon." said Peter.
"Where are we going?" asked Isabel, almost jogging to keep up with the two kings. Their strideswere so long.
"Don't talk and walk. We will reach sooner." the High King. Afetr two long hours of war councils, no one was in a particularly merry mood.
"Oh that's nice," said Isabel, "Where did you learn to be so polite?"
"Isabel, shut up! You're getting on my nerves." said Jennifer. She certainly had not enjoyed the council and discussion of tactics. Not that she understood them anyway. And now Isabel was bickering with the king. Couldn't anyone give her a rest?
Silence took over the party as the two girls followed the Just King and his brother down the dark corridors, and to a set of old rooms. These were supposedly the 'dungeons'. Two guards stood on two sides of an old door. Seeing the two kings they bowed, and opened the door.
Jennifer and Isabel stepped into the room after Edmund and Peter. A shadow sat in the corner. The person's head between their palms, long brown hair ran down her back, her knees hugging her chest.
Peter went forth and squatted in front of the woman, "who are you lady?" he asked, his voice gentle yet firm.
"I am Alexis. And believe me, I'm not a s-spy..." she said. Her voice was hoarse from not drinking water or speaking for a long while.
"Alex? Is that you?" said Jennifer, in a tone of recognition. "Jenni-jennifer?" said the prisoner, taken aback at finding her friend here.
"You both know each other?"asked Edmund confused.
"Yes, this is Alexis, the one whom we both followed into the wardrobe." explained Jennifer in a bored voice. "She is no spy, she is our friend."
"Why don't we just capture all three of you and throw you out? We don't know who you are, how can we trust you?" said Peter, his voice bitter.
Isabel started to speak, but was silenced by Edmund putting his hand on her shoulder.
"Peter! We are not going to do that." said Edmund firmly.
"Ed, we-"
"C-could I h-have some water pl-please?" asked Alexis hoarsely. Her lip trembling.
"Of course." said Peter, helping her to her feet. "Come with me." he said, supporting her and walking out of the room.
"T-thank you." she said weekly, as Edmund, Isabel and Jennifer silently followed them out.
There you go. I know its not much as yet, but im going through a block right now. I will surely move on faster now.
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Regards,
Maira.