{BOOK 1/5 of the bonus series for The Legacy Saga}
PLEASE READ THE ORIGINAL STORY UNDER THE SAME NAME
[A Narnia Fanfiction]
Sophie Adams was an eighteen-year old who wanted to escape her awful school and her cruel life, living the life of an orphan...
The morning before the ball, I marched down to the library to return the book that I had finished reading and to get a new one so that I could pass the time easily. I opened the door and as I went inside, I saw that the long table was back.
And so was Doctor Cornelius. "Professor!"
Caspian was there as well along with Reepicheep and Trumpkin. They looked up at me from the maps laid out on the table. I had definitely interrupted something because the room became eerily quiet.
"Sophie, my dear." The Professor smiled as he made his way towards me and pulled me into a hug.
"How are you?" I asked him after he let me go.
"Never better, dear."
"It feels like it has been years since I saw you."
"My sincere apologies for leaving without giving you any sort of information, Sophie. The situation was an urgent one. I had to leave as soon as I received the letter that I had been expecting."
"Is everything okay?"
"Everything is wonderful." He smiled, his eyes twinkling in the morning sunlight.
What was going on? The Professor had never looked that happy in the months that I've spent in Narnia. "Have I interrupted something?" I directed the question at everyone.
Caspian denied it but Trumpkin said 'yes' at the same time. Trumpkin glared at Caspian, who cleared his throat. "We were just talking." Reepicheep informed. It seemed like Reepicheep always walked around awkward situations and that was one of the things that I loved about him.
"Yeah, talking about strategies." Trumpkin said.
"I can come back later." I opened the door behind me.
"I'll come with you." The Professor said, following me out of the room.
"I shouldn't have interrupted all of you." I pursed my lips after the Professor closed the door. I held my forehead as instincts took over.
"You didn't know, dear. It wasn't your fault at all." He assured me and we started walking.
"Professor, can we talk? There are so many things that I need to tell you. I need your advice."
"Of course, Sophie."
We entered the Professor's study because what I was about to talk to him was personal. I told the Professor everything that I would tell a psychologist if I ever got the chance to meet one. He listened patiently to me and answered the questions that I asked him.
"Why do you think I'm here?" I asked him after we were seated.
"What do you mean, Sophie?"
"It's been bothering me ever since I came here. I think there is a reason for everyone to be somewhere. Why am I here?"
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