Travel through Time (Edmund Pevensie)

Chapter 3

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He looked at me confused.

"How do you know my name?" He asked. I grinned.

"I musn't tell, Your Highness. All you need to know is that I have my ways," I thought I sounded very...mysterious. However, Mr. Spanish Prince, or whatever his accent is, just snorted at my answer. 

"I, on the other hand, have never heard of a "Lost Queen," he sneered, "Has anybody? My professor hasn't even MENTIONED you before. Are you really that important?" Oh, no he DIDN'T! I heard a gasp from my right.

"Prince Caspian!! Do you know what she is been through, and what she has done for Narnia?" Trufflehunter asked, and I sent a smile of gratitude towards him. Caspian sighed and shook his head.

"How rude of me. I'm terribly sorry, Queen Clarisse," he said, bowing, taking my hand, and kissing it. "Perhaps I should save my judgments for later. We have a bigger problem at hand here." I nodded. 

"Apology accepted, Prince Caspian," I turned to Trufflehunter, "Please explain Narnia's predicament to him while I change." He bowed. 

"Yes, Your Highness." I scowled.

"Trufflehunter...." I warned. He chuckled.

"Sorry, Clarisse. I forget how informal you are sometimes." I gave him a lopsided smile and hurried away. I felt eyes on my back, and as I turned the corner I glanced back to meet Caspian's eyes with my own. He looked down embarrassed. I smiled to myself before my game face came back. I dressed quickly and went out to find them.....arguing over whether or not to kill Caspian again...?

"Guys!" I interrupted. All three looked at me. "By my royal decree, he doesn't die. That's that. Now, I'm leaving. I need to find my weapons. I went to my castle and it was completely trashed. All my stuff was gone. So, good day!" I ended my little rebuke with my farewell and started across the cramped living room. Their reactions were all quite different. Nikabrik snorted and waved while the other two spoke up.

"So soon?" Trufflehunter asked while Caspian questioned, "What castle?"

I nodded at Trufflehunter with a small smile, and sent a meaningful look at Caspian. One that said: "Look out for him." He nodded. I then left without answering Caspian. I could hear him asking again and again, (A/N: 4 "a" words in a row lol!) "What castle?" I chuckled and started through the forest, this time towards Aslan's How.




----{a few hours later during a beautiful walk}---




I had decided to walk towards Aslan's How, trying to make conversation with any Narnian I saw along the way. Most of them just stared at me with wide eyes, and whispered amongst themselves. One little boy centaur, Redinian, smiled and told me I was pretty. I grinned and gave him a hug, wishing I had one of those futuristic devices called a...chimera? No...camera! That's it! Camera. Weird word...