Where is Felicity? by cal562301
Summary: Narnia crossover. Takes place some years after Lucy goes to the Chalet School
Categories: St Scholastika's House Characters: Felicity Maynard
School Period: Switzerland
School Name: Chalet School
Genre: Crossover
Challenges:
Series: None
Chapters: 12 Completed: No Word count: 9837 Read: 26904 Published: 19 Jul 2011 Updated: 20 Jul 2011
Story Notes:
I am reposting this here, because I hope to finally complete it, which I never managed on the CBB!

1. Chapter 1 - A Surprise Encounter by cal562301

2. Chapter 2 - The Adventure Begins by cal562301

3. Chapter 3 There Be Giants in the Land by cal562301

4. Chapter 4 - The Mysterious Strangers by cal562301

5. Chapter 5 - Inside Harfang Castle by cal562301

6. Chapter 6 -Which Tunnel? by cal562301

7. Chapter 7 - More Exploration by cal562301

8. Chapter 8 - Reunited by cal562301

9. Chapter 9 - The SIlver Chair by cal562301

10. Chapter 10 - Who is He? by cal562301

11. Chapter 11 - Where is Felicity? by cal562301

12. Chapter 12 - Some Spiders are Friendly! by cal562301

Chapter 1 - A Surprise Encounter by cal562301
‘Has anyone seen Felicity?’ asked Len, coming into the Middles’ common room.

‘No,’ said Lucy Peters, one of Felicity’s close friends. ‘I haven’t seen her since last night, as we’re not in the same dorm any more.’

‘Well, if you see her, warn her that Matey is on the rampage about her drawers,’ said Len. ‘She left them in such a mess this morning.’

‘That’s not like Felicity,’ thought Lucy. ‘She’s usually such a tidy and conscientious person.’

Len, meanwhile, spent another five frustrating minutes looking all over the house for Felicity, to no avail. ‘If she’s gone off somewhere without permission, she’ll be in even bigger trouble,’ Len thought to herself. ‘I’m not sure I’ll be able to get her out of the row, unless she has a very good reason.’

* * * *

At Fruhstűck, it became obvious that Felicity was not the only one who was missing. Another girl, Cassandra Pevensie-Ross, who was new that term, was also nowhere to be found. She was in the next cubicle to Felicity in Pansy. A fact which had caused some resentment in Felicity and Lucy, because Lucy had been moved to Gentian dormitory, away from her friend, to make room for her.

‘But they were there first thing,’ said Jane Carew, the dorm prefect. ‘I saw them and they did their dorm duties as normal. I don’t understand how Felicity’s drawers got in such a mess.’ She was particularly worried, because it was her first term as a dorm prefect and she wanted to do well.

All of the prefects and the staff who could be spared were recruited to conduct a thorough search.

‘We’ve looked everywhere in the house and the grounds,’ reported Len to Miss Annersley, a couple of hours later. ‘And they’re nowhere to be found. No one seems to have seen them since lights out last night.’

‘They can’t just have disappeared into thin air,’ Miss Annersley replied. ‘And I don’t want to have to upset you mother just now. She has enough to worry about with Phil. It’s just as well you’re all boarders this term.’

But ‘disappear into thin air’ was exactly what they seemed to have done.

* * * *
Felicity and Cassandra had been the last to leave the dorm that morning. As they were going down the stairs, Cassandra had realised that she had forgotten a clean handkerchief, so she had returned to the dorm. Although Felicity knew that this wasn’t really allowed, she felt a certain responsibility for the new girl, whom she was ‘sheepdogging’, so she accompanied Cassandra.

When they entered the dorm, they found a strange-looking creature turning out Felicity’s drawers. ‘I know I left my umbrella here somewhere,’ he said.

‘Mr Tumnus!’ cried Cassandra, who had recognised him at once. ‘What are you doing here?’

‘Pardon me, oh daughter of Eve,’ said that worthy gentleman, prescribing a deep bow. ‘You have the advantage of me, for you know my name, yet I know not who you are.’

‘I’ve heard so many tales of you from my great-grandmother, Lucy,’ said Cassandra excitedly. ‘I’ve always wanted to meet you and to visit Narnia.’

‘You mean the Great Queen Lucy, one of the four High Kings and Queens of Naria?’ said Mr Tumnus. ‘I have heard many tales about her, although she lived long ago in my 20x great grandfather’s time.’

‘Of course, Narnia time isn’t like ours,’ said Cassandra. ‘I always forget that. But what are you doing here?’

‘I was sent to fetch you,’ said Mr Tumnus. ‘For the White Witch is on the march again and Narnia needs you.’

‘What about me?’ said Felicity. ‘I know nothing of all of this…’

As she spoke, the dorm disappeared and they found themselves in a different place entirely…
Chapter 2 - The Adventure Begins by cal562301
The trio found themselves in a clearing in a wood. There were all types of animals there, horses, dogs, lions, leopards, and some strange creatures, that Felicity had never encountered before. These included centaurs, and also unicorns, though she had seen a picture of the latter in a book about mythology.

In the midst of the gathering, were a mouse, a pirate and a fox. These three seemed to be the leaders. Their names, as Cassandra and Felicity soon discovered, were Reepicheep, Darangle and Xander. Cassandra was reassured by this, as she knew that they (or their ancestors) had helped her great-grandmother, Lucy on her last trip to Narnia with Erica.

'Jadis has been sighted in the land again,' said Reepicheep. 'We all know that her body was never found after the last battle with her. What makes it worse this time, is that she is not alone. Some of Darangle's fellow pirates have joined her, as have the black dwarves and the Enchantress of the Silver Chair. We need to defeat all of these, if Narnia is to be free again.'

'What about Aslan?' asked Cassandra. 'Has he not come to Narnia's aid?'

'Aslan will help us for sure, but he is in a far country at the moment and cannot be here in person,' explained Xander. ' He trusts us to fight for him as we have done before.'

'But why have we been brought here?' asked Cassandra. 'Surely you can fight them on your own. You seem to have plenty of support.'

'There are gifts and abilities that only daughters of Eve have. We do not have them. '

'I don't know anything about Narnia and it all seems rather scary to me,' said Felicity. 'But if you think I can help, I will gladly do so. Never let it be said that a Maynard refused to help someone in need.'

'I'm willing to help, too,' said Cassandra. 'Aslan brought us here for a purpose. We won't be able to get back to our own world, until it is accomplished. So, where do we begin?'

'First we need to tackle the Enchantress,' said Reepicheep. 'She is rumoured to live in the Wild Woods of the North. So, let's get a good night's sleep and tomorrow, Darangle, Xander, you two and I will set off.'

Early the next morning, the quintet set off. Felicity was so excited that she didn’t want to eat breakfast, but the others insisted, knowing that they had a long and tiring journey ahead of them.

They headed north through the woods. There was no straight path and they often had to choose between two different ways, but Xander seemed to know instinctively which way they should go, without needing a compass. At times, the foliage overhead was so dense, that they could hardly see more than a few yards ahead, so they were very grateful for his guidance.

Eventually, they came to the edge of the woods and saw a vast and empty plain stretching ahead of them, as far as the eye could see. In the far distance, they could see mountains.

‘Which way now?’ asked Cassandra.

‘I’m not so sure,’ said Xander. ‘This is unknown territory to me. The only people who really know Ettinsmoor are the Marsh Wiggles.’

At that moment, a tall, thin creature in a pointed hat appeared. ‘I am Puddleglum,’ he introduced himself. ‘Perhaps I can be of assistance to you. But then perhaps not. Things may turn out all right with my help, but perhaps you would be better off without it.’

‘We would be very grateful for your help,’ said Reepicheep on behalf of the others. ‘We need to get to the Wild Woods of the North and the only way is across Ettinsmoor, which we don’t know at all. I hope you can be our guide.’

‘I can,’ said Puddleglum. ‘But first, you must eat. You have already come a long way and there is still much further to travel. I am making eel stew, which you may like, but perhaps you won’t,’ he added gloomily.

The quintet tasted the eel stew and declared it to be delicious. In fact they all had second helpings, except for Darangle, who had a third helping as well!

‘That’s better,’ said Puddleglum, leaning back against a tree contentedly and filling his pipe, ‘Now, tell me more about why you want to go to the Wild Woods of the North. It’s dangerous there. Only the enchantress lives there and you don’t want to tangle with her.’

‘But we have no choice,’ said Reepicheep. ‘Our orders come from Aslan. Jadis is on the move again and the enchantress is joining forces with her.’

‘Very well,’ said Puddleglum. ‘Then I will help you. But I’m sure it will turn out for the worst. Maybe she will put you under a spell, as she has done others. Maybe you won’t even get that far, as the giants may eat you at their summer feast.’
Chapter 3 There Be Giants in the Land by cal562301
By this time, it was too late to set off across the marshes that were Ettinsmoor, so they spent a pleasant evening round the campfire that Puddleglum had built, telling stories. Felicity enchanted the others with stories of hers and her friends’ adventures at the Chalet School. Even Puddleglum laughed when he heard how their attempts to mend a clock had resulted in it chiming its head off!

Eventually, the girls went to sleep in Puddleglum's wigwam. There was not enough room for all of them, so the others slept round the campfire. Puddleglum's snores echoed loudly in the clearing and Felicity dreamt of road works and pneumatic drills.

Next morning, they all woke up early, ready to start the day, although Puddleglum insisted that they make a good breakfast (more eel stew!), before they set off on their long journey. ‘Who knows when we will eat again,’ he said.

First, they had to cross the river Shribble. Fortunately, it was quite shallow and narrow at that point and they crossed safely on stepping stones, although they did get a little wet. This did not worry them, as they knew it would quickly dry in the sun.

On the northern bank they had a choice of a narrow gorge or scrambling up to the edge of the moor along a path that was very steep. Cassandra would have chosen the former, but Puddleglum said that it was used by the giants, who lived on the other side of the gorge, so they scrambled as best they could up the bank towards the moor.

On they went, taking care not to get too close to the gorge. But suddenly it seemed to Felicity that the rocky edge of the gorge was getting closer to them. There were great piles of rocks, the top ones of which even looked a bit like a human head. Then, one of the rocks moved and she realised that it was indeed a giant. In fact, there was a whole row of them: forty or fifty.

'Keep straight on,' whispered Puddleglum, who had also seen them. 'Don't look at them and whatever you do, don't run. They'd be after us in a moment.'

So the party carried on, pretending not to have seen the giants. It was like walking past the gate of a house with a fierce dog. Except that there wasn't just one giant, there were lots of them, all in a row. They didn't look angry, or kind, or interested at all. There was no sign that they had seen the group.

Then, whizz-bang a heavy object flew through the air and with a crash a big boulder fell about 20 metres ahead of them. And then – thud – another one fell just behind them.

'Are they aiming at us?' asked Xander, who was ready to draw his sword and defend his friends against this onslaught.

'No,' said Puddleglum. 'We would be far safer, if they were. They're trying to hit that cairn over there to the right. They won't hit it; they're very bad shots. They play cock-shies most fine mornings. It's the only game they're clever enough to understand.'

This was frightening for Felicity and Cassandra, although they kept walking. The line of giants seemed endless and they never ceased hurling stones, some of which landed very close to the group.

After about 30 minutes, the giants lost interest in the game, as they fell out with each other. They shouted in meaningless long-syllabled words. They hit each other over the head with clubs. But their heads were so hard, that they did little damage to each other. Instead, the hitter would drop his club and howl in pain, as his fingers hurt so much. Eventually, all the giants sank down below the edge of the gorge, but they could still be heard howling and sobbing like small children, although they made far more noise, being giants.

Thus our friends were able to continue their journey in peace.


That night they slept in the open on the moor. They dug small hollows in which to sleep and Puddleglum advised the girls to sleep back to back with both blankets on top, in order to conserve their heat. In spite of that, they found it very cold and the ground very hard. Puddleglum encouraged them by telling them that the nights would get colder and the ground harder as they travelled even further north. For some reason, neither Felicity nor Cassandra were comforted by this.

They travelled across Ettinsmoor form many days, eating mainly moor-fowl and small animals (not talking birds or animals of course) caught by Xander. There were plenty of streams on the moor, so they were never short of water. The good thing was that they saw hardly any giants. The only one they met, simply laughed to himself and carried on about his business.

After about ten days, the countryside changed, as they came to the northern edge of the moor and looked down a long, steep slope into a grimmer land of cliffs, deep valleys, ravines and snowy mountains.

Slowly, they descended the slope, which took some time. At the bottom, they looked down the steep cliffs into a deep ravine with a river running through it. It was a fast-flowing river with rapids and lots of rocks. Its thunder could be heard even from the cliff tops.

'Well,' said Puddleglum, with his usual optimism. 'If we don't break our necks on the way down the cliffs, we will drown in the river for sure.'

'.Nonsense,' said Reepicheep. 'Aslan brought Felicity and Cassandra here for a purpose and they (and we) will be under his protection until it's complete.'

'Isn't that a bridge over there?' said Cassandra, pointing to the left. It was a huge arch, spanning the whole gorge from cliff top to cliff top.

'It must have been built by giants,' said Xander.

'But not by the ones we've seen. They're too stupid,' said Cassandra.

'There may be other giants around here,' said Puddleglum. 'Some are very clever and cunning. We don't want to mix with them!'

They decided to take a chance and cross the bridge, in the hope that it would lead to the city they were seeking. As they crossed, the wind blew fiercely and Reepicheep was almost blown into the gorge below, but Xander and Puddleglum grabbed hold of him and helped him the rest of the way.

Ahead of them, they could see a road, obviously built by giants, which they felt they should follow. For Aslan had told them that they must find the ancient city of the giants as the next part of their task.

As they came of the bridge, they saw two figures on horse-back coming towards them.
Chapter 4 - The Mysterious Strangers by cal562301
One rider was a silent, black figure, wearing armour with the visor down. His horse was as black as night.
His companion was a fair lady upon a white horse. She was beautifully dressed in fine robes. 'Where are you going?' she asked in a voice as sweet as bird-song?'

'That's none of your business,' said Puddleglum, who was wary of the strangers, especially the silent one.

'We're seeking the ruined city of the giants,' said Felicity.

'And what will you do if you find it?' asked the stranger.

'Begging your pardon, ma'am,' but we don't know you or your companion,' said Darangle, who was also wary of the strangers.'And you don't know us. We'd rather not discuss our business with strangers. Do you think it's going to rain?'

'You girls have some wise advisers,' laughed the lady. 'But I will give you some advice freely. I have heard of the giants' City Ruinous, but I have no idea how to get there. This road leads to the Castle Harfang, where the gentle giants live. If you go there, they will gladly give you a hot bath, 3 good meals a day and a bed for a few nights.'

After so many nights sleeping out in the open, the thought of a soft bed was most appealing to all but Xander and Reepicheep, who were used to sleeping rough.

'But will they take us in?' asked Cassandra. 'We are strangers after all.'

'Tell them that the Lady of the Green Kirtle has sent you and they will let you in. But remember to arrive before nightfall, as then the gates are locked and no one is allowed to enter or leave the castle.'

'Well,' said Puddleglum. 'I'd like to know where she came from and where she's going. She's not the sort of person one usually meets in the Wilds of Giantland.'

'I wanted to ask her about herself, but how could I, when you refused to answer her questions about us?' said Cassandra.

'And what a strange companion she had,' said Felicity. 'So still and silent with his visor down. I wonder what sort of man is inside that armour.

'What companion?' chorused Xander, Reepicheep and Darangle; for it seems that only Felicity and Cassandra had seen the black knight.


The result of this encounter was the first real disagreement amongst the party. Felicity and Cassandra were cold, weary and hungry and longed for some home comforts, as offered at Castle Harfang. Especially the hot baths, a luxury denied them at the Chalet School!

Puddleglum, besides being suspicious of the mysterious lady, was on principle suspicious of giants, and he doubted whether such creatures as 'gentle' giants even existed; he had certainly never come across them and felt it went against a giant's nature.

Darangle and Xander simply questioned where all this fitted into the overall plan. Their orders from Aslan were to defeat the Enchantress of the Silver Chair, and said nothing about giants. They, along with Puddleglum, were much more used to the very basic conditions they had endured on Ettinsmoor than the girls.

As they journeyed on, the conversation became less and less about Aslan and the task that he had given them.

Eventually, they came to a place where the gorge along which they were travelling widened out and dark fir woods rose on either side. They realised that they had come through the mountains. Ahead of them was a rocky plain, and beyond that, more snow-capped mountains. In the midst of the plain was a hill.

As they peered through the gathering gloom, they saw that the hill was topped by lights, not moonlight or firelight, but the artificial light of windows.

'That must be Castle Harfang,' said Felicity excitedly. 'Not much further now!'

'Harfang,' repeated Puddleglum in a dreary, tired voice. But then he added in a different tone: 'Geese!' as a flock of the birds suddenly appeared overhead. He took his bow from his shoulder and shot one easily.

It was far too late to think of reaching Harfang that day, so they built a fire and made a good meal of the goose. They began the night feeling warmer than they had for some days, but once the fire went out, the night became bitterly cold and when they woke the next morning, their blankets were stiff with frost.

'Never mind,' said Cassandra, stamping her feet. 'Hot baths tonight.'

* * *

But their journey was not to be so straightforward. Soon after they started walking towards the Castle, it started to snow heavily, so that they could not see more than a few feet ahead and the very act of walking required so much effort that most of their conversation ceased.

When they reached the foot of the hill, they were faced with a series of ledges, about 4 feet high. These were no problem for Puddleglum and Darangle, with their long legs, but Reepicheep and the girls needed help to climb them.

On either side of the ledges were some squarish rocks, but no one took any notice of them, as they were too busy concentrating on the ledges. There were four of them in total at irregular intervals.

When they reached the top, wind almost blew Reepicheep away and Darangle and Puddleglum had to keep tight hold of him.

Ahead of them, across a short plain, was Castle Harfang. Its gates were open, but were due to close soon, as dusk was drawing in.

‘What are we waiting for?’ said Felicity. ‘If we don’t get in there soon, we’ll miss our chance for today and have to spend another night in the open.’

With these words, she and Cassandra ran as fast as they could across the plain, although they were hampered somewhat by the snow. The others followed at a more sedate pace. Both girls were good runners, being enthusiastic members of the Chalet School hockey team.

They reached the gates and ran inside. Just as Puddleglum, whose legs were longest of the remaining trio, reached the gates, they swung shut and the sound of strong bolts being drawn across the inside was heard.

‘What do we do now?’ he asked the others, a note of despair in his voice.
Chapter 5 - Inside Harfang Castle by cal562301
Just inside the gates was a porter's lodge. Not knowing what else to do, Cassandra summoned up all her courage and knocked on the huge oak door.

Presently it was answered by a rough-looking, average-sized, giant, who was taller than an apple tree but not so tall as a telegraph pole. He had bristly hair and a tangled beard and looked down on the two girls.

'And who might you be?' he asked.

'If you please,' said Felicity, 'the Lady of the Green Kirtle sent us. She said we'd find warm beds and hot food here; we've come for the autumn feast.'

'Indeed?' said the giant with a not very pleasant laugh. 'Then you may come in and meet the King and Queen.' He sent off a young companion to announce the girls' presence, instructing him to pass on Felicity’s message.

The younger giant soon came back with instructions for the girls to follow him to the throne room.

Felicity and Cassandra followed the young giant across an inner courtyard and through the main door of the castle. They had to run to keep up with him. After passing down several corridors they arrived at a large airy room, where a blazing fire burned in the hearth and at one end of which were two enormous thrones, occupied by the giant King and Queen.

About twenty feet from the thrones, Felicity and Cassandra stopped and prescribed a perfect, Chalet-school style curtsey.

Plucking up all her courage, Cassandra addressed the royal pair. 'If you please, your majesties, the Lady of the Green Kirtle sent us for your summer feast.'

'What dear children,' said the Queen. 'Come closer,' she added, with a smile that Felicity did not all together like.

Cassandra, meanwhile, was tired and cold and had not eaten all day. At this point, she simply burst into tears, which was possibly the best thing she could have done. The Queen responded at once.

'Aw you poor thing. We should not keep you standing. Take these children and give them hot baths and food and drink. Give them dolls and toys and lollipops and ice cream.'

At this, two enormous ladies-in-waiting picked up Cassandra and Felicity and bore them off to a guest room.

The room was as big as a church and had a roaring fire in the hearth and thick rugs on the floor. They were handed over to the Queen's old nurse, who was quite small by giant standards, being bent almost double with age.

She filled two giant foot baths and helped the girls into them. If you can swim, as Felicity and Cassandra can, a giant bath is a wonderful thing. And giant towels are great too; although they are a bit rough, they are enormous. In fact, you don't need to dry yourself at all. You just roll about in front of the fire and enjoy yourself.

When the bath was over, they were dressed in warm, fine clothes, a little big for them but obviously made for humans and not for giantesses.

'They're obviously used to human guests, as well as giants,' Felicity said to Cassandra. They soon saw that she was right, as they were provided with a table and chairs that had obviously been made for an adult human.

A meal was served of soup, followed by turkey with all the trimmings and a sponge pudding.

The only annoying thing was that the nurse kept popping in and out, and each time, she brought an enormous toy – a doll and some stuffed animals. But the toys were obviously meant for giant children, not for humans.

Felicity and Cassandra insisted that they did not want the toys, but the nurse took no notice.

After supper, they went to bed, which was an enormous four-poster. It meant they had to share, but there was plenty of room for them both.

'Is it still snowing?' asked Cassandra, sleepily.

'No,' said the nurse. 'But it's raining heavily.' Then she tucked them firmly in and kissed them good night.

'Poor Puddleglum, Reepicheep and Darangle, spending another night in the cold and rain,' was Felicity’s last thought as she drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, when Felicity and Cassandra awoke, it was still raining, though not as hard as it had during the night. The girls climbed onto the big window seat and looked out at the ground far below.

Most of the snow had been cleared by the rain, but mounds still dotted the castle grounds here and there where the snow had drifted.

As they looked down, they could see clearly the ledges over which they had scrambled the day before. They realised that they were the ruins of an older castle and what is more, they could see the words ‘Under Me’ clearly spelt out in the outline of the ruined buildings.

‘What does that mean?’ asked Cassandra of Felicity. ‘Maybe there are secret tunnels under the castle, through which we can escape.’

‘No idea,’ said Felicity. ‘I wonder what will happen today, she added, as the nurse brought in their breakfast, which was mounds of scrambled egg on huge slices of toast – this was the giants’ favourite breakfast food.

Felicity and Cassandra struggled to eat the portions they had been given and in the end, gave it up as a bad job. They washed it all down with orange juice and tea – the giants not being over-fond of the strong, milky coffee which was the usual fare at the Chalet School.

After breakfast, the nurse invited the girls to go and see off the Giant King and Queen, who were going hunting. They reluctantly subjected themselves to more kissing and hugging, particularly from the queen, who seemed to be growing very fond of them.

‘Please, Your Majesty,’ said Cassandra. ‘It will be very boring staying in our room all day. May we explore the castle?’

‘Of course,’ said the queen. ‘We will be back tonight. And remember tomorrow is the day of the summer Feast.’

‘We’re looking forward to that,’ said Felicity.

For some reason, when she said this, the giants burst into laughter, the sound of which the girls didn’t really like.
Chapter 6 -Which Tunnel? by cal562301
Meanwhile, Puddlglum, Reepicheep and Darangle had spent a miserable night out in the rain with very little sleep. As soon as dawn broke, they were up and about, breakfasting on some chocolate and an apple, that Darangle found in a pocket.

'Do either of you have any ideas how can we rescue the girls?' asked Darangle, who had spent much of the night pondering this very question. In spite of the fact that both his companions had spent much of the night in exactly the same occupation, none of them had come up with an answer.

However, Reepicheep had an idea. 'I think we should go back to the edge of the plain where we clambered up. There may be more to those ledges than first appeared. Being smaller than you, I could see through some of the gaps. There could be tunnels. Maybe there's a secret way into the castle.'

Darangle and Puddleglum were doubtful about this, but they agreed to give it a try, as they had no better ideas.

So back they went and on closer inspection, they found that there was indeed not just one tunnel, but a series of tunnels stretching out underneath the ledges.

'But even if one of them does lead to the castle, how on earth can we work out which is the right one?' asked Puddleglum gloomily. 'We could finish up anywhere; lost under the mountain for ever. Or there may be giants laying in wait. They could attack us.'

'We have to do something,' said Darangle, who was feeling frustrated by the inactivity. 'There are three tunnels. I suggest that each of us follows one, to see where they lead. Use this string to mark the way you go, so that you can know how to get back here.'

Puddleglum and Reepicheep agreed reluctantly to this plan, although they would have preferred to stay together. They set off in their different directions.

* * *

Reepicheep took the left-hand tunnel. He went along warily, his sword outstretched in case of danger. Suddenly, he heard a noise. 'Who goes there?' he challenged in his loudest voice.

No reply. Instead, the scratching continued. Then he saw the rats. Giant rats ten times the normal size.

Now, as we know, Reepicheep was no coward, but faced with an army of rats much larger than himself, he turned tail and ran. Perhaps he had some idea of meeting up with Puddleglum and Darangle, and returning with reinforcements, but in his confusion, he took a side tunnel rather than returning to the entrance and it took him further into the mountain.

* * *

Darangle took the middle tunnel. He found part of the way blocked by a rockfall and he had to scramble over it. Once on the other side, he found some giants, who were apparently sleeping, as they were snoring loudly.

He started to tiptoe past them, but suddenly, he tripped over a rock on the tunnel floor and fell flat on his face. At that moment, the giants began to wake up, one by one.
Darangle was no coward, but he did not relish the thought of facing the giants alone. By now, the giants were between him and the entrance, so rather than attempt to pass them, he took a tunnel which branched off to the left.

* * *

Meanwhile, Puddleglum had taken the right-hand tunnel. This ran straight for several hundred yards. Then it branched off and he had to choose which way to go.

'Well, there's probably giants down one branch and rats down the other,' he said to himself gloomily. 'It doesn't make much difference which way I go, as it's well known that giants don't like Marsh Wiggles and rats regard them as a delicacy. I and this whole expedition am doomed whichever way I choose.'

In the end, he made the decision by closing his eyes and trying to walk in a straight line. If you've ever tried to do this, you will know that it is almost impossible to do for any length of time. After several collisions with the tunnel walls, he found himself following a tunnel that veered off to the left and led deeper into the mountain.
Chapter 7 - More Exploration by cal562301
Meanwhile, Felicity and Cassandra were having a great time exploring the castle. They found rooms full on giant furniture and beautiful tapestries. 'They must be worth a fortune,' thought Felicity.

But the most interesting room for them was the kitchen. They had to submit to kisses and hugs from the giantess cooks, which they didn't really enjoy. But they did gain some useful information about the cellars. Some of them ran for a long way under the castle, having been part of the previous castle that stood on the same site.

'Maybe we can escape that way,' said Cassandra/ 'But it can't be at night, because we're shut in the room and we can't reach the handle.'

'I wonder whether the giants have a siesta in the middle of the day,' said Felicity thoughtfully. 'That would be our best chance.'

Actually, this was a good plan, because doors are likely to be open during the day, and if they got caught, they could just say they were exploring. It's very hard to convince giants (or teachers!) that you're just exploring, if you get caught going into the cellars at 1 o'clock in the morning.

Next they had lunch, which was venison. Felicity overheard one of the giants saying that when it had been caught, the stag had said: 'Don't kill me. You won't enjoy me.' The giant simply said that the stag had been wrong, but it horrified the girls, because they realised that they had been eating a talking stag and it made them even more determined to escape.
E They crept quietly out of the hall and waited impatiently for the giants to finish their meal. When they at last finished, the girls wandered down to the kitchen, but there were still giants around, washing up and clearing away.

Finally, there was just the one elderly giantess left and the girls realised with horror that she had no intention of going away.

'Well, my dearies, let's just put the kettle on and have a nice cup of tea. You can do one thing for me, pop into the pantry and check that the cellar door is unbolted.'

'Yes, it is,' replied Felicity.

'I'm just going to have a bit of a rest while the kettle boils,’ said the giantess, who promptly started snoring loudly.

Meanwhile, Cassandra had climbed up on to the bench next to the kitchen table. She looked at the book, which was lying there. This was the first thing she read:

MALLARD. This delicious bird can be cooked in a variety of ways.

'It's a cookery book,' she thought, as she read on. The next entry was:

MAN. This elegant little biped has long been valued as a delicacy. It forms a traditional part of the Autumn Feast and should be served between the fish and the joint. Each man should..

Cassandra shuddered and read no more.

By now, the giantess was well away, so Felicity and Cassandra tiptoed past her and through the cellar door. There they found a staircase which led down into the darkness beyond. Neither girl was particularly fond of the dark, but they saw no alternative, so they started to descend carefully.

Meanwhile, underneath the castle our three intrepid explorers continued on their way. As each went deeper into their respective tunnels, they found the way harder, as they had to climb, sometimes quite steeply and scramble over rock-falls. Fortunately, none of the latter completely blocked their way.

Suddenly, Reepicheep found that his tunnel opened out into a small chamber. It was possible for him to stand upright, although someone as tall as Puddleglum would have had a problem. At one side of the chamber, there was a big pile of wooden chests. ‘I wonder if that’s the giants’ treasure,’ thought Reepicheep. ‘Maybe they store it here for safe-keeping.’

He noticed that there were several other tunnels branching off from the chamber and wondered whether one of them might lead him to the girls. Just as he was contemplating this, Darangle and Puddleglum emerged into the chamber from tunnels on opposite sides.
'I'm so glad we found each other again,' said Puddleglum. 'I thought we might be lost forever under the mountain, trailing non-stop through the underground tunnels. Never finding each other or Felicity and Cassandra. What are those?' he added, noticing the chests.

'I haven't looked, said Reepicheep, 'as I only just got here myself. But I think it could be giant treasure. Maybe they store it here for safe-keeping.

Darangle went over and opened the nearest chest. Inside he found not treasure, but something else entirely.

* * *

Felicity and Cassandra descended the cellar stairs and found themselves faced with a choice of two tunnels, which stretched as far as the eye could see and beyond. By now, they had become accustomed to the dim light which came from lamps set at intervals along the walls, so they were able to see quite well.

'How do we decide which tunnel to take and how can we know where they lead?' Felicity thought out loud. 'We could finish up somewhere even worse than the castle, if we take the wrong one.'

'You're starting to sound like Puddleglum,' said Cassandra with a nervous laugh, for she was as concerned about their dilemma as Felicity was.

They decided to try the left hand tunnel first, as they did not want to split up and go separately. After a hundred yards, the tunnel opened out into a chamber. But the chamber was not empty.
Chapter 8 - Reunited by cal562301
‘Felicity and Cassandra!’ chorused Reepicheep, Darangle and Puddleglum. ‘What a relief to find you,’ added Puddleglum. ‘We were worried that the giants were about to eat you at their Autumn Feast.’

‘So were we,’ said Cassandra. ‘I found a recipe for cooking ‘man’; it was horrible,’ she shuddered at the memory. ‘We discovered an escape route through the kitchens.’

Meanwhile, Darangle was investigating the contents of the chest he had opened. Inside he found lots of old documents and plans of the castle. ‘Look,’ he said to the others, ‘here is a plan of the ruined castle.’

The plan showed various tunnels and chambers, just like the ones they had each traversed. They worked out quite easily where they were. At the end of a series of long tunnels leading out of their current location, the plan showed a chamber which was simply marked LGK.

‘I wonder if that means ‘Lady of the Green Kirtle’,’ said Cassandra pensively.

‘I’m not sure I want to meet her again,’ said Puddleglum. ‘She didn’t seem to me to be a nice person or one worth getting to know better.’

‘But we have our orders from Aslan,’ Darangle reminded him. ‘We know that the enchantress of the Silver Chair is conspiring with Jadis

The others were in agreement with Darangle, so Puddleglum had no choice but to go along with them, although he wasn’t very happy about it.

Felicity, being curious, had a look in one of the other chests, but it proved to contain old skulls and bones, so she shut it again hurriedly. ‘So, which tunnel do we need to take, to reach the LGK chamber?’ she asked.

They studied the plans carefully and concluded that they needed to take a tunnel which stretched away to the right. Together, they set off.


Darangle and Reepicheep strode confidently ahead of the others down the tunnel, as they had no fears of what lay ahead of them. Puddleglum, as always, was expecting the worst, either a giant or other bogey-man laying in wait for them or some disaster when they finally reached the LGK chamber. Felicity was torn between excitement at the adventure and apprehension at what they might find.

Cassandra was relieved to have escaped the giants’ clutches for now, but a little worried about the Lady of the Green Kirtle’s reaction might be, when she saw that she and Felicity were alive and well. For she, like Darangle, was convinced that the LGK and the enchantress of the Silver Chair were the same person. ‘I wonder who the dark knight was,’ she pondered, as they walked along. ‘I’m sure there was a real person inside that suit of armour, even though he spoke not a word during our encounter.’

They walked through the tunnels for what seemed like many hours, although in reality it was only two or three. Their way was made harder by many rock falls and in several places the tunnel roof had partly caved in, so that Darangle and Puddleglum had to help the others clamber over the piles of rubble.

Eventually, they heard groaning sounds in the distance, and gathered that they must be nearing the chamber. On Puddleglum’s advice, they slowed their pace and crept forward as quietly as they could, because they did not want to alert the Lady of the Green Kirtle to their presence.

They could see that a little way ahead the tunnel broadened out into a large chamber. In the middle of the chamber, they could see a Silver Chair and that someone was tied to that chair. It was clearly not the Lady of the Green Kirtle, and she was nowhere to be seen.

Cautiously, the quintet advanced into the chamber.
Chapter 9 - The SIlver Chair by cal562301
As they entered the chamber, the groaning got louder. Suddenly, a rasping voice said: 'Who's there? I can hear your footsteps, and I know it's not the Lady, for there are several of you.'

Darangle, as the bravest of the group, slowly approached the chair. At that moment, the figure began to struggle violently and thrash about, as he tried to free himself. Darangle withdrew to a safe distance, for he could see that the man was also foaming at the mouth.'

'Who are you?' Darangle asked the figure. 'And what are you doing here?'

'I know not my name, for the Lady has enchanted me, so that I know not my past. She keeps me here captive most of the time, but sometimes she takes me out for a ride. I remember your voice,' he added. 'We encountered you a few days ago,'

'The dark knight!' said Felicity excitedly. 'You were inside that suit of armour.'

'That was indeed me,' confirmed the knight. 'The Lady says I must be tied up for my own safety, because I can be violent at times and I may hurt myself or someone else. But I just want to be free.'

'How can we know that you won't hurt us, if we release you?' asked Puddleglum.

'I don't remember my violent episodes,' said the knight. 'I only know that sometimes there are hours or even days of which I have no memory.'

'This could all be a trick,' said Puddleglum. 'He's in league with the Lady of the Green Kirtle and wants to trap us. He's an enemy of Aslan, just like her.'

'Aslan,' said the knight. 'That's a name that I know and love, although I've never met him. My father used to tell me tales..' he broke off in some confusion.

'He must be on our side,' said Cassandra. 'No one who talks of Aslan like that could possibly be his enemy.'

'The Lady of the Green Kirtle is no friend of mine,' said the knight. 'She keeps me here captive, as I have explained. She has a plan to fight Aslan, and she wants me to help her. But I refuse, which is another reason why she keeps me here.'

Hearing these words, Reepicheep leapt forward and cut the ropes that bound the knight. He was so glad to be free, that he danced a little jig, grabbing hold of Felicity and swinging her round and round, until they were both breathless.

'Now to get out of here, before the Lady of the Green Kirtle returns,' Darangle reminded them.

At that moment they heard a cackle behind them. They had been too engrossed in rescuing the knight to notice that the enchantress had returned.

'So,' she cackled. 'You think you can be free so easily? You cannot, for you are still under my spell.'

At this, a strange noise like a whirlwind was heard in the chamber, although nothing could be seen. Felicity, Cassandra and Darangle suddenly felt paralysed and unable to move or speak. Even Puddleglum found that his limbs were heavy and slow-moving. 'Fight it,' he said. 'We must not give in.'

The knight also seemed paralysed, but at Puddleglum's words, he made a supreme effort and edged away from the chair and towards the chamber entrance. To reach it, of course, he had to pass the enchantress.

'You cannot pass me,' she said. 'The spell will not allow you to move in a direction that I forbid.'

What the enchantress had failed to realise was that Xander alone of the party was unaffected by her spell. His foxy genes had given him an inbuilt immunity. Without a word, he crept up behind the enchantress and hit her over the head with one of the rocks that were lying around the floor of the cave.

At once, the spell was broken and everyone found they were free of the spell. They all praised Xander for his courage and quick-thinking. But they wasted no time in exiting the chamber, for the enchantress was only knocked unconscious and not dead.

'I don't think that's the last we have seen of her, somehow,' said Puddleglum.
Chapter 10 - Who is He? by cal562301
‘Where do we go now?’ asked Felicity, a little breathlessly, as they hurried along one of the many tunnels. ‘I hope one of you knows where this tunnel leads, as I’ve totally lost my sense of direction.’

‘We’re not going back the way we came,’ said Cassandra. ‘Where are we going?’

‘If we go back that way, we will run into more trouble with the giants,’ explained the knight, who was taking the lead. ‘I know another way, which will bring us to the surface and a place of safety where we can rest.’

‘But what if the enchantress comes round and follows us?’ said Puddleglum. ‘I’ve had enough of her for one day.’

‘We six are more than enough match for her!’ said Xander emphatically. He was feeling bold after his exploits in the cave.

Gradually, the tunnel along which they were passing sloped more steeply upwards and they had to slow their pace. In the distance, they could see a faint light.

‘Nearly there,’ said the knight. ‘Just a few hundred yards and we’ll be at the surface.’

At that moment, they heard the noise of a whirlwind behind them. ‘You thought I was dead,’ cackled the enchantress. ‘But you don’t get rid of me that easily.’

Again, all except Xander were affected by the enchantress’ spell. Xander looked quickly round to see how he could help his friends. A short way further up the tunnel he spotted a huge spider.

Now, Xander was a very well-read fox and he had read a legend of how deep in Narnia’s history, an army of spiders had helped Aslan win a battle by weaving a web round some of his enemies.

Being a talking spider, Suva knew what Xander was thinking – indeed, hadn’t his own great grandfather (20x removed) been one of that great army. He leapt at the enchantress, landing on her face and began to spin his web. Because he was a large spider and Aslan was helping him, he was quickly able to cover her whole face in a web, although the enchantress fought hard to stop him.

The enchantress was not strong enough to fight Suva and keep up the spell at the same time and so our friends were able to escape. They did this hastily after expressing their thanks to Suva for his help. And a short time later they reached the surface.

Felicity and Cassandra still had some questions, however. What was the knight’s real identity and where exactly were they?

They emerged into a clearing in a forest which lay on the other side of the castle. Here they rested for a while and partook of the delicious food which the girls had managed to save from the feasts they had been given in the castle.

‘Now, my dear knight,’ said Darangle firmly, ‘we need some answers. Who are you and how did you come to be in the enchantress’s clutches?’

‘My name is Trillian and I am a prince of Narnia,’ answered the knight. ‘My father is Caspian the Tenth, but he probably thinks I am dead, because I was bewitched by the enchantress many moons ago. And maybe he is dead too, for he was old when I left.’

‘How did it happen?’ asked Felicity with interest.

‘One day I was out riding with just my groom for company. We were riding beside a river when the most beautiful lady came out of the water. Of course, I should have realised that she could be no ordinary mortal, if she could walk under the water, but she was so beautiful that everything else went out of my head. She talked so persuasively too, telling me tales of the great lands which she would one day inherit from her father. So when she invited me to go with her to visit them, I accepted at once. I’m not sure what happened to the groom. The lady climbed up on my horse and we galloped away, soon leaving him far behind.

‘We rode for many hours, so that I was totally lost and had no idea where we were, for I had never been in this part of Narnia before. But I trusted the fair lady, as she seemed to know where we were going.

‘Eventually, we came to the giants’ castle, which you have already seen for yourselves. She told me that she lived in the castle with her father – her mother having died when she was a little girl.

‘Suddenly, as we approached the castle, I began to feel very sleepy and could hardly keep my eyes open. I realise now that a spell was being cast on me. Instead of going through the main gates of the castle, we entered by a secret passage through a door in the garden walls. That’s really all I remember, until I woke up and was tied to the chair, where you found me.

‘Most of the time, I was tied up, as the lady said I had violent fits and had to be protected from myself and for the sake of others. Occasionally, she allowed me to accompany her on one of her rides, which is how I met you. But she always ordered me to keep silent on those rides, and I was afraid you would think I was mad, if I tried to tell you my story. In any case, I don’t think she would have allowed me to.’

‘Oh, poor Trillian. What a sad story,’ said tender-hearted Cassandra. ‘What shall we do now?’

‘I think we need to return Trillian to his father, if he is still alive. And if he is not, then Trillian needs to take his rightful place as king,’ said Xander.

‘But I still want to help you defeat Jadis and all her cohorts,’ said Trillian.

‘Good,’ said Xander. ‘I have a feeling that we will need all the help we can get.’

So, the party set out once more towards Narnia.
Chapter 11 - Where is Felicity? by cal562301
As they tramped along, Felicity and Cassandra taught them some of their guide marching songs, so they sang merrily, which made the way seem much shorter.

Suddenly, just as they descended into the valley from the mountains, there was a loud yell from Felicity, who had drifted ahead of the rest. When the others reached the spot, they found that she had disappeared.

The group searched the area to no avail until Reepicheep discovered that hidden the roots of a big oak tree, there was a hole in the ground. Felicity had obviously tripped over the root and gone head-first down the hole.

On closer inspection they found that the hole was in fact the mouth of a tunnel which sloped downwards into the earth. Peering down into the darkness, they could not see where it led.
'What do we do now?' asked Cassandra. 'We can't leave Fliss down there. Anything could happen to her.'

'No doubt it's another of the enchantress’s traps,' said Puddleglum gloomily. 'There#s probably enormous spiders and other horrible creatures waiting for us.'

'The last spider we met was very helpful,' pointed out Darangle, not unreasonably. 'I agree with Cassandra. We have to follow Felicity down there. Anything might have happened to her. But you can stay on the surface, if you like.'

'Oh, no,' said Puddleglum, 'you're not leaving me up here on my own. You might never come back.' Remember, dear reader, that our friend Puddleglum is not a coward, it's simply his nature. Marsh Wiggles always take the most pessimistic view possible of every situation.

Since everyone else was in agreement, the group, led by Reepicheep and Darangle, and with Puddleglum and Xander bringing up the rear to protect Cassandra at least from any harm, began to descend the tunnel.

* * *

Meanwhile, Felicity was exploring the tunnel in which she had found herself. She was grateful to have the torch, without which no good Chalet schoolgirl went on a long expedition, and which somehow she had managed to keep in her pocket throughout her adventures. 'I'm glad Matey insists on deep pockets and torches,' she thought, somewhat incoherently.

After some distance, the tunnel opened out into a chamber, which had a hole in the roof.

'If only I can find something to climb on, so that I can reach the hole, I could get out of here,' thought Felicity.

There were rocks of various sizes scattered around the floor of the chamber, so she tried to build up a pile to reach the hole. Unfortunately, the larger rocks, which would have been more use, were too heavy for her to lift, so this was not much help.

'I hope the others realised what happened to me and decided to follow,' she said to herself. 'Otherwise I could be stuck down here forever.'

At that moment, she heard a noise behind her and she spun round immediately, but it was not her friends who had entered the chamber, but an enormous spider.
Chapter 12 - Some Spiders are Friendly! by cal562301
'Hello, Suva!' said Felicity happily. 'Maybe you can help me.'

'You have met Suva, then,' said the spider. 'I am his cousin, Duva. That means you have escaped from the enchantress. Tell me more.'

Felicity told Duva the whole story from the moment she and Cassandra arrived in Narnia to the moment when she fell down the hole. 'Now, I'm all on my own. I don't know where my friends are and I'll never get out of here...'

At this point, Felicity broke down in tears. Normally, she despised tears, but it had all been too much for her. Added to which, she was secretly terrified of spiders and despite the help they had received from Suva, she was not entirely convinced that Duva would prove so friendly.

'Then I can help you, daughter of Eve,' said Duva. 'Do not be afraid of me, for all talking spiders are friends of Aslan. How could we not be, when we helped him win the great battle of Elderfarn in my ancestors' time? Many humans fear my species, and it is true that many serve the enemies of Aslan. But the clan from which Suva and I are descended have always been loyal to Him. Otherwise, like our distant cousins, we would have lost the power of speech.'

'You're also much bigger than I expected a spider to be,' said Felicity, gaining courage from the spider's friendliness..

'That is also true,' answered Duva. 'Have you not noticed during your time in Narnia that all talking animals are bigger than their non-talking counterparts?'

When she thought about it, Felicity realised that this was true, although she'd never considered it before.

'Please can you help me?' asked Felicity. 'I tried to build up these rocks so that I could climb through that hole. But some of them are very heavy and I'm not strong enough.'

'Is that not a bit risky?' asked Duva. 'For you cannot know where you will come out. You could still be in the giants' or enchantress's lands.'

'But I cannot stay here. My friends may never find me. Besides, I think you know where this hole comes out and I don't think you would deliberately let me go into danger,' Felicity answered.

'You have answered well, daughter of Eve,' said Duva with a smile. 'See, I will weave a web for you. My webs are made of special, strong silk, so it will bear your weight as you climb out of the hole.'

So, Felicity was able to climb out of the hole. Whilst she was still climbing, she could hear the sound of laughter and merry-making and she emerged to find herself in the midst of a happy band of talking animals, who were singing and dancing round a camp-fire.

‘Where is this?’ asked Felicity, ‘and why are you all so happy?’

‘It’s Narnia, of course,’ said the nearest animal, who happened to be a fox. ‘And why shouldn’t we be happy? We’ve heard that the wicked enchantress is dead and that Prince Trillian, who was thought dead for many years, has been found alive.’

‘How did you find all that out?’ asked Felicity. ‘It’s only just happened I and my friends were involved.’

‘Aslan has told us. At long last he has returned to the land, which is another reason for the celebration,’ added the fox, whose name was Kander, excitedly. ‘Where are your friends?’ he added curiously. ‘You must join our celebration.’

‘Well,’ said Felicity. ‘It’s rather a long story.

* * *

Meanwhile, the rest of the group had followed Felicity along the tunnel and into the chamber, where they met Duva. Once he had established their credentials, he pointed them to the hole in the roof and the ready made ladder.

‘Thank you so much,’ said Cassandra, giving him a kiss. ‘I wish the spiders in my world were as nice as you.’

‘You’re very welcome,’ said a blushing Duva with a smile, for he was not used to being kissed by young ladies.

The group climbed out of the hole, to be greeted warmly by Felicity and the others.
End Notes:
This is as far as I got the first time. Hope to add more soon.
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