Chapter 1:

Lucy, Edmund, Susan and Peter Pevensie had ruled Narnia for a whole year now with no problems except for the occasional rebel who still believed in the witch's old ways but theses few were usually quietened quickly and effectively.

Peter strode through the corridor of Cair Paravel thinking about the long day he had just had and how being a high king was no picnic because of the duties he was obliged to do but even though he was exhausted from his work he still couldn't stop thinking about how he wouldn't have it any other way because he loved Narnia and everything and everyone in it whether they were a tall proud standing centaur or a simple mouse he couldn't help feeling always at home, but there was still one part of him that ached as he thought of his mother and how they had just left her with no clue of where they had went.

Clara Pevensie sat in the compartment of the train tears coming to her eyes as she held the four photographs in her hand each with a smiling child staring out of it, her four children Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy all smiled at her and she smiled back . It is a year today since the Pevensie children had disappeared out of the professor's manor house and today was the day Clara was going to visit the place her children had stayed at before their disappearance. The police were baffled at the case of the Pevensie children because it looked like they had never even left the house, but after a couple of months the police had stopped looking for the Pevensie children and put their names down as victims of the war, but in Clara s head she knew, did not know how she knew, but she knew that her children were alive somewhere.

The white witch leered over Lucy laughing at her vulnerability at the place she was in, Lucy was crouching in the wet snow a cliff to the back of her so there was no where that she could escape as the witch pulled a dagger, but not just any dagger but the dagger that she had used to kill Aslan himself. The witch then lunged at Lucy with the dagger and with a cry she sat bolt upright in her bed sweating and looking around nervously to make sure nothing was out of place, when she saw nothing was she relaxed a little bit but the dream still haunted her mind and prevented Lucy from getting back to sleep. Back in London when she used to have a nightmare she could always rely on her mum to be there and rock her back to sleep, a silent tear ran down Lucy's face as she thought of her mum and how she must miss them dearly.

The carriage pulled in front of the manor house and Clara got her first look at the house her children had disappeared in and looking at the size of the house she was at first not surprised they disappeared but suppressed that thought almost immediately because she knew that neither Peter or Susan would deliberately make her worry about their whereabouts, but instead of this thought comforting her it made her feel worse because it took away a small bit of hope she had left of her children still being alive somewhere. Getting out of the carriage she looked to the grand door of the manor house and saw the professor coming out of it with a grim look on his face because he knew the pain that Mrs Pevensie was feeling because of the disappearance of her children, so he had invited her to his manor house to see for herself that her children were never coming back because he knew himself that once you are in Narnia it has ways of making you forget about the real world. Clara took the steps up to the manor house slowly because even though the professor was kind she still did not want to face the look of defeat that everyone else had been having when the topic of her children disappearance had come up because everyone except her believed that they were dead.

Lucy awoke to the blinding sun in her eyes that was coming through the window, the nightmare of last night had been forgotten and she excitedly jumped out of bed and looked out her window which looked over on to the nearly pure white beach sighing with content she quickly got dressed and made her way down to the dining room where she meet Susan and Edmund who had already started having breakfast. As she walked in Susan looked up and looked disappointed for a second but then smiled warmly at her sister and said "good morning Lucy how are you this morning?" "I am fine thank you" Lucy replied and then as an afterthought said "where is Peter" "probably still sleeping" Edmund replied with a feeling of resentment because he would have still been sleeping too if Susan had not come in and made him get up, seeing the look in Edmunds eye she said "Ed I got you up because today is the day that you have to go see to Mr Beaver who needs your help with a certain matter or have you forgotten that already" Edmund glared at Susan and was about to retort but was cut off by Lucy saying "I'll go wake Peter Susan so Ed is not so jealous OK" this ended the argument between the siblings and Lucy was free to wander off to Peters room without worrying about them shouting at each other and waking up the whole of Narnia because it was still pretty early in the morning. Reaching Peters room Lucy opened the door walked in and quietly shut it behind her, looking over to his bed she saw his sleeping form under the covers and at first hesitated in waking him up because he looked so peaceful but then remembered the time he had woke her up so rudely because she had overslept by five minutes. So bounding over to his bed she jumped on it waking him up immediately with a start, but unlikely times before where she had to run out of Peters room with him following her behind trying to get her he just looked at her with distant eyes then lay back down and turned the other way ignore her as she asked him over and over "what's wrong Peter?"

Clara sat in the armchair that was in the room that the professor had giving her it was the middle of the night but no thoughts of sleep come to her because every since she had entered the grand manor house everywhere she went she felt the presence of her children Peter calm manor, Susan's intellectual vibe, Edmund's childish attitude and Lucy's caring nature this deepened Clara's' sorrow because of how she felt them but she couldn't see them when she desperately needed to. Knowing that she needed to move soon or she would simply never get out of that chair again because of depression Clara stood up and walked to the door she opened it walked into the dark hallway. Walking round the manor house she imagined how much fun her children would have had in this place playing hide and seek and getting into all types of mischievous especially Edmund. Coming to a door she opened it in curiosity because nearly every other door had been wide open revealing the room behind it so she found it strange that this door should be closed because opening it she saw that it was an empty room except for a large wardrobe against the back wall, getting closer to the wardrobe she looked carefully at the engravings which was of a land she had never even imagined and creatures that were unbelievable. Opening the wardrobe she saw that it was full of winter coats because she wasn't looking at that because on the floor of the wardrobe was a small white bit of cloth picking it up she realised that it was Susan's handkerchief sniffing at the evidence that showed her that her children had truly been in the manor house and that they had came to every part of it that she didn't notice at first the slight warm breeze thinking that someone had sneaked up behind her turning round she saw no one though but there again was a slight warm breeze staring back at the wardrobe in confusion because she could have sworn that the breeze had come from there and to make sure she stepped into the wardrobe and tried to feel the back of it but instead her hand came into contact with something sharp which made her pull her hand back straight away.