AN: Sorry it took so long for an update, But My friend and I have not hung out in a wile and we usually get more written faster when we are hanging out. Danielle is also leaving Tomorrow on a trip so the next update may take a wile again, unless i can squeeze out a chapter on my own wile she is away. Anyway, Enjoy! R&R

Chapter 1

It was midday on the streets of London, but the busy streets paused and all heads turned to take in a strange sight; two girls, dressed in long elegant gowns, seemed to come from nowhere, coughing in the smog-filled air and looking completely lost. But soon they lost interest and continued on their way, tossing the girls odd looks every so often.

"Usa... Where are we?" Arina asked in a horse whisper.

"I... Don't Know." Usagi replied, wide eyes, "Where are the trees? The talking beasts? Everything in Narnia we have always known?" Her eyes took in the grey city, “verything looks… dead.”

Arina shook her head, her eyes scanning over the gloomy streets. This wasn’t her home; this was new and a little frightening. Not that she’d tell Usagi that but she felt her heart pound a little harder. It didn’t matter where she looked she knew that home was gone; nowhere to be seen. There had to be somewhere that was safe in this place.

A group of boys passed by, “I’m telling you Edmund. You would do well in politics.”
Arina and Usagi’s heads whipped toward them. Their mouths fell open in shock. It couldn’t be, could it?

"Edmund... Do you think that could be...?" Arina whispered as three young boys ran past them, stepping on the hem of Usagi's gown. The boys looked back at them and there laughter increased.

Usagi shook her skirts out and bit her lip, "If it is... that means we're in his world... What was it called?" she thought back to history class, "Spairòòm?"

"Its not a very beautiful Country." Arina commented.

"And if that is King Edmund, He looks very good for his age."

"I'll say... he looks... like he did when he became king... at least comparing him to the paintings."

"Come on." Usagi grabbed her friends' hand and they chased after the group of boys that had said King Edmund's name.

"Come on, you could." One boy said, nudging the boy in the Center of the group.

"Yeah? Do you think I could be a King?" the boy smirked back, as if referring to a secrete the others didn’t know.

"Well... I wouldn't take it that far, Edmund, but a lawyer... even a judge."

Edward's smile wavered, as if he didn’t know how to respond.

"Hey, Its ok, Eddie, None of us has what it takes to be a king. Besides, where left is there to be a king?" Another one laughed, patting Edmund on the Back.

Arina and Usagi both pursed there lips and Arina tapped the boy on the shoulder, "How dare you!" she hissed as soon as the boy turned around, "That is no way to speak to King Edmond of the Old times!"

"Excuse me?"

Edmund seemed to be in shock.

"You heard me! You don't treat him like that, you... you common non-talking pig!"

"Arina!" Usagi gasped.

"What? Its true! He is King Edmond and no one should talk to them in such a way!"

"I know but watch your tongue, Princess Arina."

Edmund got over his shock and spoke up, "Wow, did you two come from the mental asylum? Me? A king? You must be joking." he forced a laugh.

Arina bit her lip, had they guessed wrong? Was this boy a plane common boy who just happened to have the same name as the brother of the High King?

“I-I’m sorry, Our Imaginations get ahead of us at times, Right, Arina?” Usagi prompted.

“What? Oh… Yeah, Sorry to Bother you.” Arina bobbed, Her face flushing pink, “We’ll leave you now.”

They turned and started walking off again.

“Hey, Guys, I’ll catch up to you tomorrow, I just remembered something I forgot to do.” Edmund said.

“As you wish, King Edmund.” His friends joked before leaving him alone on the streets of London. When he was sure they were gone he started looking for the two girls.

He found them in an ally talking to a fat tabby cat.

“Excuse me, Noble cat, but could you tell us where we are and the way back to Narnia?”

The cat arched its back and hissed before running between there feet and into the streets.

“Well, Either He’s rude or he wasn’t a talking beast.” Arina sighed, “First the War, now we don’t even know where we are! Why did my father not let us stay at Care Peravel?”

“We were under attack.” Usagi whispered.

“What?”

“I’m Sorry, The king told me not to tell you…”

“So? You still should have told me! I would have stayed!”

“Exactly! You would have stayed and Died! Leaving Narnia without an air to the thrown!”

“Oh Aslan, why are things like this?” Arina sighed in a whisper.

“You really are from Narnia, aren’t you?” Edmund asked, bringing their attention to him.

The girls looked at him carefully.

“I’m sorry about back there. I really am King Edmund, but you must understand that in this world I am only a commoner. Things are different here, you can’t talk about Narnia. Oh and,” he chuckled, “all animals here can not talk.”

He watched in amusement as horror and then shock flashed across their faces. It had been so long since he had seen such open and honest emotions from anyone besides Lucy; even though she had begun to hide them as well, especially in the company of their older sister, Susan.

“How do you know what they want?” Arina asked her dark eyes round and wide; the first to recover from shock. “I’m Princess Arina, my father was Jeffan VI and my mother was common and this is my best friend Lady Usagi, her mother was my mother’s lady in waiting.”

“They make noises. Come along I suppose you’ll have to stay with us.” Ignoring the introduction, all he needed to know was their names.

“With High King Peter and Queens Lucy and Susan?” Usagi questioned her eyes just as wide as her companions.

Ed chuckled. “Yes, considering they’re my siblings. However, there are a few rules first.”

“Very well.”

“No curtsying, unless you meet the Queen of England you don’t need to really. Also here I’m Edmund or Ed, Lucy is Lucy, Peter is Pete or Peter, and Susan is Susan. Don’t really mention Narnia to her as she seems to think it was a fantasy we dreamed up so long ago.”

He began walking and a moment later heard their footsteps echoing behind him. In truth when he had heard them call him king his stomach had clenched and for a moment he was back in Narnia. He should have known the minute he heard their voices, the accent that one came to have was very distinctive.

As they walked he pointed out various places they would need to know for their stay. Every now and then glancing out the corner of his eye when they’d let out a small squeak at the new inventions. Usagi was the most interesting to watch, she had more control over her surprise. Which is what surprised him was the fact the princess was so vocal over things. They spent five minutes trying to pry her away from a crate of oranges on the street; he had bought one for each.