When Elora reached the dark building it was still night the sun would be up in about four hours. She crept through the window silently. They really didn't have this place well guarded. She snuck down the hall and froze, the room she needed to get to had about seven guards. She blinked and rubbed her eyes, hoping she had seen wrong.

No, there were still seven.

She bit her lip thinking of a plan, she got one.

With the remaining hours of dark she grabbed her dagger and began to cut. The sun was beginning to rise when she had finally broken through.

She crawled in, Lucy was staring at her in shock, and relief.

"Go. Run due north of here your brothers are about three miles north. Run, my queen." She whispered. Lucy nodded and ran. Elora quickly filled the hole and leaning against the wall.

She had been told enough times by several people that she looked like Lucy. She hoped their resemblance was true. As the door opened she assumed it did because the guard mearly threw some food at her and shut the door. She pushed the food aside, and prayed that Aslan would help Lucy find her brothers.

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When Peter and Edmund awoke that morning they were shocked to say the least to find Elora gone, with a note that simply said.

Stay here, you just have to trust me.

And they did. And around nine in the morning when Peter and was about to go looking for Elora they both heard a weak cry.

"Edmund, Peter?" Both brothers rushed to their little sister's side. Nearly sobbing with relief Lucy hugged them tightly. Not wanting to let go.

"Lu, where is Elora?" He asked, Lucy's eyes widened.

"That was Elora, the kitchen servant?" She asked hoarsely Edmund nodded.

"Did you see her?" He asked, worry flooded his mind.

"Yes. Sh-she switched places with me."
With those words Lucy began to cry.