Dosclaimer: I do not own anything related to the Chronicles of Narnia. All credit goes to C.S. Lewis. (Sorry it's so short and has NO story line in this chapter. It's gets better, i promise. I'm just at a writer's block. Thanks for your patience.) God bless...

"The Tarshins are preparing for battle." Peter said in astonishment as they approached the castle. "I'd recognize those banners anywhere." Peter jumped off of his horse as soon as they reached the stable and helped Susan off of hers. Lucy removed herself from her horse just as Peter was reaching for her. Edmund slid off and pulled Aurora off by the waist to the ground. Edmund turned away as soon as she was on her feet.

"We have to get a strategy together right away. We've fought them before and defeated them. We can do it again." Edmund and Peter ran off through the doors into the castle. Aurora stayed behind with Lucy and Susan.

Aurora reattached her sword to her hip as they walked in after the boys.

Lucy and Susan walked behind a little bit. They began to talk when they believed Aurora was out of earshot.

"I don't want to be rude but who is she? Aslan wouldn't tell me when I asked him. She's a little strange. And the fact that she can beat Edmund in a sword fight just astonishes me." Lucy pointed out.

"I'm just wondering what she's doing with my dress. I could have sworn I put that back in the trunk. And that's my tiara too." Susan was becoming annoyed. Lucy rolled her eyes and pulled her sister back into the castle. Aurora met them at the door with Edmund and Peter.

"Let me show you four where you all can stay. We've rebuilt the castle since you left." She led the way to a long spiral staircase. I think you'll find these rooms suiting for you, your majesties. Dinner is at 7 o'clock if you wish to join me."

"Thank you very much Aurora." Edmund spoke with a smile. Aurora turned and continued down the hallway in the opposite direction to her bedchambers.

Peter looked at his little brother, grinning. Edmund saw.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing." Edmund turned and walked into his room as his brother stared at him, trying to hold back a laugh. Peter followed him. "Just you. You look at her like she's a goddess or something. It's hilarious."

"No I don't. I'm just amazed that she can beat me in a sword fight. She could have killed me if you didn't already figure that out." He glared at his older brother as he looked into his armoire at the clothes that had been put there for any guest that may arrive.

"Oh come on Ed. She wouldn't dare." Peter scoffed, sitting on the bed laughing.

"I don't know. She came pretty close. Do I have a red mark on my neck where she shoved her sword to?!" This only made Peter laugh even harder.

"What are you laughing at?!" Edmund faced his brother, exasperated. He threw is tie at him.

"You'll see mate. You'll see." And with that, Peter got up and left his brother's room.

Edmund changed into his night clothes and fell asleep almost immediately.

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