Disclaimer: I do not own any Narnia related material. All credit goes to C.S. Lewis.

"You are a princess ; not a slave girl." Miranda spoke just as sternly as ever as she pulled a dress out of the armoire for Aurora. Aurora had heard this speech every single time she had complained about having to dress up.

"I know that. But I don't like wearing any of this stuff. Day after day we go through the same thing. I get tired of having to do what people tell me to." Aurora said as she sat down on the bed in a huff. "My brother would have let me do what I wanted."

"Aurora," Miranda put the dress down in the chair next to Aurora. "your brother loved you. We all know that. He loved this country and all of his people. It was a great loss to all of us that day. It doesn't mean that we need to live in the past. It's not what he would have wanted us to do. He also wouldn't want you to disobey your parents, so put this on before your mother walks in here." Miranda helped Aurora slide the dress over her head.

That was the last normal day that Aurora could remember from her previous home. Now it was all in ruins. It was years after the Kings and Queens of Narnia had abandoned the land that Aurora had found Aslan. Now she was ruling a country just as she would have if her own land hadn't been destroyed.

She was perched on the window sill of her room looking out of the window just as the door opened. A fawn bowed in through the frame.

"Your Majesty, you're needed in the Great Hall." His tenor voice sprang off of the walls.

"I'll be down in one moment." She gave her answer as the fawn nodded and walked out of the room. She climbed off of her stone seat and checked her reflection in the mirror. The green dress that she was wearing had once been Queen Susan's. Her tiara also had belonged to Susan. The silver glimmered in her raven hair. She took a deep breath as she normally did before she adjourned to a meeting with the Narnian council. She reached the door and opened it to see a room full of different creatures. She took her seat at the head of the table.

The meeting continued on about subjects ranging from the beaver dam blocking the river to the centaur's reaction to the change in the climate. By the end of it Aurora was almost asleep. She stood up and walked out of the room after everyone had adjourned.

"I think I'm going to go for a ride." She told the faun that was waiting for her.

"Yes ma'am. Do you want me to get her ready for you?" he replied.

"No, but thank you; I want to do it for myself this time." She started to walk off leaving the faun behind. She looked back over her shoulder and said, "Go home and spend time with your family today. I'm going to be out most of the day anyway." She saw the faun move in the direction of his home before she continued on her way to the stables.

Aurora saddled her horse and left into the forest at a full gallop. This was her favorite thing to do when she had a bad day. After an hour of riding, she heard a noise from behind her. She turned her horse around to see a bush moving. She got off of her horse to investigate. She drew her sword out of the sheath and held it in front of her as a guy around her age emerged from the leaves. He too had a sword. Their blades crossed. A fight took place within the next 30 seconds. Aurora's blade struck the young man's over and over until his was flung across the trail into a tree. Hers was at his neck when she spoke.

"Who are you?"

"I should be asking you the same thing. This is my land." The boy replied.

"Your land? This is Narnia. I'm queen in this land." She shoved the blade closer to his throat.

"Queen? According to who? I'm king of Narnia. I have been for the past 700 years!" he backed up as much as he could. Suddenly a loud roar echoed from behind. Aurora's horse ran off as fast as its legs could possibly take it towards the stables.

"Replace your blade, Aurora!" They both turned to face a large lion. As they did, they fell to their knees. It was the Great Lion, Aslan, who had spoken.

"Rise your majesties." Aslan spoke with great authority. He turned to Aurora. "My dearest, Edmund is here on my wishes." He nodded towards the boy. Aurora's expression turned to one of shock.

"King Edmund, the Just?" Aurora faced Edmund as he nodded. "Your majesty, I give you my humblest apologizes. I did not realize…"

"Aurora," Aslan spoke. "It is fine. I'm here to discuss matters of business with you.

"There is a great war arising. You will be in need of these kings and queens." He nodded towards the other end of the trail where three others emerged from the trees.

"Ed, there you are. We were won…" Before Peter could finish speaking, him and his sisters were on their knees before Aslan.

"Peter, Susan, Lucy, this is Aurora, the queen that you were brought here to help."

Susan was the first to speak. "Why? What's going on?" They all looked at the Great Lion.

"I cannot explain at this moment, dear ones. You must learn for yourself. Get back to the castle. You have an army waiting for the 5 of you. We must return as quickly as possible." Aslan started to turn around.

"Aslan, we can't have a war. We're in the middle of peace." Aurora argued. He turned around to look down into her eyes.

"My dear, peace is at a halt for the moment. Wars will cease and there is peace. You must learn that you cannot have two things at once." Aslan turned and ran towards the castle. Aurora turned around annoyed.

"Well, you heard him, let's go." Edmund climbed on his own horse that his siblings had brought around to him. Susan, Lucy, and Peter did the same. Aurora looked around for her own horse. She was no where in sight.

"Come on, you can ride with me." Aurora looked up to see King Edmund holding a hand down to her. She curtsied slightly, grabbing his hand. She put her foot in the stirrup and slid in side saddle right behind him. She grabbed his belt and held on as they galloped through the forest to their destination, an army.