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Chapter III

Annabelle was gazing at her mirror's reflection. She looked so different. She never felt pretty even though she was. Bullied at school, her insecurities grew stronger; people's jealousy led to it. But now, she could feel just a tiny bit relieved.

The dress she wore was made of a dark purple fabric, the under-dress one or two shades lighter. Its square neckline complimented her fine collarbone and shoulders. As of the bodice, it hugged her curves perfectly. The sleeves stopped at three quarters of her arms then flowed delicately over her hands. The skirt was of the same fabric as the whole dress, but it was more accented as silver patterns traced all the way down to the hem. It was so elegant .The silk was softer than anything she felt.

Her hair was pulled back slightly from the front, but cascaded in soft waves down her back. As of her shoes, she wore purple heels.

She thanked the maid who helped her; Marie was her name. Then Annabelle heard soft knocks. She made her way to the door and opened it. Edmund smiled warmly at her, she felt her knees go weak. He offered his arm and she took it gladly. After getting tired of the awkward silence, Anne spoke first:

"So, Susan sent you to escort me to dinner?" Edmund grinned before answering:

"No, I volunteered, I couldn't let a lady wonder off on her own in the halls of this great castle."

"No, of course not, you're too much of a gentleman my lord." She played along.

"Oh you flatter me too much my lady" he said while giving her a low bow.

Annabelle just rolled her eyes at his silliness.

"And may I add" he continued "That you look stunning tonight"

"Oh, thank you sir, but enough of your compliments or I may get a big head."

"I'm sure anything would look lovely on such a beautiful woman."

Anne couldn't help but blush and decided to brush it off by laughing, he soon joined her. She felt really at ease with him to the point where she completely forgot about being in another world and not even knowing the reason behind it.

She was snatched out of her thoughts when Edmund entered the dining room. At the head of the table sat Peter, to his left Caspian, whose jaw was on the floor, then Lucy and Susan. On the right an empty seat, Edmund's probably. The just king pulled out the chair next to his for Annabelle and she thanked him, then he sat on his.

Servants entered with plates carrying varieties of food. As everyone ate, Lucy was talking to Caspian who was too busy stuffing his mouth.

"Caspian, can you stop eating for a second and actually hear me instead of nodding at everything I say?"

The young king swallowed then retorted:

"I need to eat enough food so I can attend my kingly duties"

"And what about us, do you think we're playing all day long?" he just looked at her before she admitted "Okay, I probably wander most of the time, but that's because I can't find anything to do!"

Caspian was about to protest but she cut him off:

"If you eat too much you'll get a fat belly" he just looked at his six pack abs before shrugging:

"No, I'm fine"

"Yeah, he's fine" agreed Peter.

Lucy rolled her eyes before continuing her argument.

"Are they always like that?" Annabelle whispered her question to Edmund, he just sighed:

"You haven't seen the worst of it."

Susan, who was distracted by the little bickering, seemed to remember their guest:

"Anne, you look beautiful in that dress"

The younger girl just blushed and lowered her head, a habit of hers.

"No, it's true." Caspian, who seemed to be done with his fight, insisted.

"So where did you live, Annabelle?" asked Peter.

"In France, my father's French and my mother is or was English" she answered, sorrow apparent in her voice. Everyone was curious but they decided to drop it seeing their friend's uneasiness. The oldest brother turned his attention to Caspian.

"So, why didn't you go to Archenland? I thought they needed troops because Calormen was attacking them."

"False alert, the army ran off after attacking villages, Aslan only knows what else they have in store" Edmund voiced his thoughts:

"I think they are trying to insert doubt in our people's minds about our leadership. By attacking and running off, they could easily accomplish that."

"You mean by questioning themselves as to why we're notputtinga stop to it?"

Edmund looked at his younger sister

"Exactly, but that's not the main reason, they know Narnia's and Archenland's economy is built on agriculture, so by destroying and burning whole fields they could seriously damage our finance."

"But we can't let our people starve from poverty" exclaimed the gentle queen.

"That's why we have to act fast" insisted Peter.

"Calm down Peter, we have to be patient; we'll play along for now. I'm still waiting for my spies to come back from Tashbaan. then we'll have to plan according to our sources and hopefully end this once for all." The just king spoke with such authority that could make anyone fall back, but that same voice held wisdom and fairness that left no room for arguments.

"I'll prepare the army in case of other assaults, I'll lead them myself"

That was the first time Annabelle saw seriousness in Caspian. Now she could see why he was also a king and respected by both telmarines and Narnians.

As everyone finished giving their opinions, they stood up to prepare for bed. Edmund escorted Anne back and bid her goodnight before going off on his own.

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