Prince Edmund of Narnia was not used to such disturbances. He flung back the covers and stood up, fully clothed in black leather and a black cloak. The dark circles under his eyes framed a look of confusion and suspicion. Where had his Queen sent him now? Did she suspect his soon-to-be betrayal of her? Is that why she'd sent him here?

And why was he sharing a room? "Who are you?" he demanded of the meerkat. Talking Animals were beneath him, but he needed information. "Speak now, beast, and I may spare your life."

[OOC: Ed is Prince Edmund of Narnia, darkfic!Ed]