::Chapter {3}.
I lay there unable to move. I could smell the salty smell of the sea and I new I was lying beside a source of water.
'I think my leg is broken' I crocked out.
'Shh, it's okay just lie still' Peter said gently.
Peter....
'Where are we Peter?' I said trying to open my heavy lids, as I squinted to adjust my eyes because of the sun.
'You are not gonna believe if I told you' he said. He sounded so mature, as he went on tending me.
'There' he said satisfied with his work.
I tried to sit but couldn't.
'Here' he said sliding his left arm below my shoulder and his right arm just below my waist. As he carried me bridal-style I couldn't help but fall back to my dreamless sleep.
'Sleep well' he whispered.
As I woke up, I found my self tangled lying in a small bed, which felt as I was sleeping in a cloud. But I was not exhausted anymore so, I pulled off the comforter and slid into the slippers which were kept below the bed.
I walked around the room to take a look at my surrounding. It was small cozy bedroom with a bed, a washroom, a shelf, a wall closet and a tall mirror fitted to a wall.
There were some fresh clothes kept in a chair near the shelf. I was so sucked up in trying to find where I was, I had completely forgotten to check what clothes I had on.
I looked down to find my self in a white night gown with a little bow near the neckline. I wondered who changed my clothes.
But I pushed it out of head. It was not the moment to think who the hell changed my clothes, but to find what is going on and where I was.
As all these question swarmed through my head as I heard a soft knock on my door.
I turned to find Peter standing with a towel, a glass of water and a bowl which looked like was filled with something greenish.
Yuck, disgusting!
'Hey you are awake' he said.
'Yeah' I said.
'Here I bought you some towels, and have this' he said as he placed the bowl and glass beside my bed.
'I am not eating that!' I said disgusted.
'You have to, otherwise how are you gonna get better?' He said with a grin.
'Screw that, I can die!' I said exaggerated.
Okay, so maybe I won't die but I will definitely have a stomach infection!
'Don't worry it's not that bad as it looks,I had it too. It was very tasty' he said rubbing his tummy.
'Yeah right, don't you dare think I am gonna buy that!' I said.
'Trust me' he said.
'Ugh! Fine, but IF I die then I am going to come back as a ghost you and make your life a living a hell!!' I said dangerously. Although I doubted that.
'Haha, your harassing dialogs never gets old' he chuckled.
As I moved forwards and took the bowl in my hand. I saw little green bubbles droning in it. Gross.
'Heregoes nothing' I said as I gulped the whole thing at once.
As it traveled trough my throat down to the stomach, I moaned in appreciation.
'Hmm, that tasted so good!' I said softly.
Then realizing what I did, I put my hand over to my mouth. The green substance tasted as if I just drank ambrosia.
'Don't get to happy with youself' i said.
'Whatever' he said grinning.
'Come down once your dressed up. Okay?' he said still hard to find himself from stop grinning.
That jerk.
'Yeah sure' i said groggily.
Once he was gone i went for a bath. After i took a bath, i dressed up in the clothes that were kept on the chair.It was white gown with a little black bow at the waist.I took out the hairbrush from my closet and started brushing my tangled hair.
As i went out of the room, i looked around to see where they were. Surely i was so angry i had forgotten to ask him where i should go. As i made my way down the stairs, i saw Peter talking to a girl.
Peter was wearing white sailor's T-shirt and black khaki pants and a piece of cloth wrapped around his hip as a belt.
She had long blond curls, with sea green eyes. In a much simpler way: She was beautiful.
Ouch! That hurts, wait was I getting jealous? Peter talk to the blonde bimbo's ALL the time, so why now.
Pushing it aside I made my way downstairs towards them. They seemed to be in a deep conversation because they didn't see me arriving.
'Hey' I said as I went and stood next to Peter.
'Hey' Peter said turning his head back so he could face both me and blondie.
'Woah, I never saw you in a gown before' Peter said smirking.
'Look who's talking Jack Sparrow' I said scowling.
He chuckled. 'Oh, this is Romelia' he said gesturing towards blondie.
I put a fake smile on and said hello.
'Romelia, you already know Amelia' he said.
'Wait, how does she know me?' I said confused.
'When your at the beach Romelia's men helped me get you back to the castle' he said.
'Your saying it as if I weigh a ton, that I need BIG MUSCULAR men to carry me back to the castle' I said curiously.
'Anyways, before you answer that question I just wanna ask you. Where are we?' I said not at all trying to hide my curiosity.
He face darkened. He gave blondie a meaningful look which I quite didn't understand.
'We are in Narnia, Amelia' he said.
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Authors Note
Heyloo guys!!! sorry for the last cliffhanger..... actually not really XD
Sorry it took to me so long to upload, long story short : i did write the story back but forgot to save it then i was too lazy to type it again so i basically procrastinated for a week. oops.
Anyways i hope you like it!
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