Faith's head pounded. She looked around. This wasn't Cair Paravel.

"Where am I?" She choked out. Her throat throbbed in pain when she spoke.

There was no window to look out and no light. She was completely in the dark. She hated the dark.

"I see you're awake." She heard a voice say to her.

Faith went to get her sword. But, it wasn't there. She felt helpless without her sword, it never left her side.

"Where's my sword?!" She asked.

"They took it." The voice in the darkness said.

"Who?"

The voice chuckled. "The Lyrian's."

Faith was confused. They never heard of Lyrian's. "Who are they?"

"You're not from here, are you?" The voice asked.

"No. I am from Narnia."

* * *

"Faith just doesn't disappear," Ahri said to Peter and Edmund. They sat in the library waiting for Aidan, who was the head of the army of Narnia, so they could come up with a plan to find Faith.

It was never like Faith to disappear. They had searched the castle and the village, but no one could find the co-head guard.

Ahri paced the floor as the door to the library opened and Aidan came in.

"Well?" Edmund asked.

"Still nothing." The Narnian replied.

"What if they took Faith?" Peter asked.

"They could have taken anyone else. But, why Faith?" Edmund said.

"Edmund has a point." Ahri chimed in. "And if they did take Faith, who saw her last?"

Peter looked up from the table and looked at the Head Guard. "That would have probably been me. She had gotten done with her patrol and joined me on the balcony. She left before I did."

"Maybe she went into the village and they got her there?" Aidan suggested.

"That just might be it."

* * *

"So, what are Lyrian's? I have never heard of them." Faith said to the voice.

"You Narnians never cared about Lyria." The voice said.

"What? We've never even heard of Lyria." Faith shot back.

They heard a door unlock and a guard come in. He grabbed Faith. "Let's go. Someone wants to see you." The guard said.

The guard led Faith up a few stairs and then lead her to a throne room. "Wait here."

"It's not like I can go anywhere." Faith said referring to the handcuffs that were on her wrists.

That earned a look from the guard. Faith turned away to look around. There were multiple colors of banners that hung on the walls.

White and gold walls. And four different thrones that had engravings in each of them with different colors in the engravings.

A girl that looked to be about Faith's age came from a back room. "Thank you, Leo." The girl said to the guard that had brought Faith.

The guard then left the room. "Who are you?" Faith asked.

"I am Queen Cecilia the Moon of Lyria."

* * *

Queen Cecilia the Moon of Lyria. That was her name. But, there are four thrones. Who are the other three? And why did they take Faith?

"Who are the other three?" Faith asked the Queen.

"My brothers and sister," Cecilia replied.

"Why'd you take me? You could have taken the Kings and Queens of Narnia or even the Head guard?" Faith asked.

"Who is your Head Gaurd?" A voice behind Faith asked.

Faith turned to the voice. The girl that stood in front of Faith, had brown hair, and brown eyes, and wore a red dress with a red ruby embedded in the crown she wore.

Faith figured it was Queen Cecilia's sister.
"Ahri." She replied.

A tiny gasp escaped the Queen's lips. "Tell me. . ." The Queen looked at her questioningly, pausing for Faith to answer.

"Faith." She answered.

"Tell me Faith. What kingdom does this Ahri guard?" The Queen questioned.

Cecilia looked at her sister in confusion.

"The castle of Cair Paravel in Narnia. She and I guard the Kings and Queens there."

After the shock passed over, the Queen replied. "Leo, take her back to the dungeon."

"Sister?" Cecilia said to her sister. It earned a look from her sister.

"Leo," Cecilia's sister said. "When you come back, send for Atlas."

Leo nodded and took Faith back to the dungeon.

* * *

Ahri walked through the castle, looking for Edmund. Needing someone to confide in. Edmund was always there for her like an older brother she never had.

Out of all the Pevensies she was closest to the Just King. After walking around while she sighed and decided to look in the library.

There she found him standing looking out the window at the meadows, knocking on the door as she entered. He turned and looked at her. 

"What's up?" Edmund asked as she sat down with a huff.

"Life, dreams, truths, and lies." She replied with a snort. "I never get the truth from people, it's annoying and cruel I can't stand it."

Rising an eyebrow, "alright spill."

Looking up at the door she stood up closed the doors and walked back, "this is only for your ears, unless it's needed, got it?" She whispered, Edmund nodded and Ahri continued.

"I know who took Faith- let me finished." She said as Edmund was about to speak, "it's a kingdom called Lyria, how do I know this? Well, I'm not from Narnia. I'm from Lyria. How I got here I don't know, my mother. Well, adopted mother won't tell me." Ahri puffed out, looking on the verge of crying.

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Edmund asked.

"Because what would you do if you found out your head guard is an enemy kingdom?" Ahri chocked out. "Please don't tell Peter or Aidan."

"Promise." He replied with a smile, "but we do need to tell them about Lyria? Is it?" Ahri nodded. "So, then we can get Faith back." 

"Alright, let's go."

Edmund got up and started walking to the door then turned around when he saw Ahri wasn't following, then walked back.

Ahri held out her arms.

"Really?" Edmund asked rolling his eyes

"Yes, now help a lady out." Ahri replied, "thank you," she added as he pulled her up. "Such a gentleman." That earned a snort from Edmund as she patted his shoulder.

"C'mon," he said leading the way out the door.