As I ran I tried to stay as close as I could to Peter, not taking my eyes off of him, even when fighting. As soon as I saw him fall off his mount I quickly sliced through the enemy in front of me and quickly rushed to his side.
"Peter! Are you alright?" I asked as I helped him to his feet, Orious and a rhino rushing past us.
"Yes- Orious! Stop!" he yelled, trying to grab the centaur as he brushed past us, heading straight for the white witch. I could only watch in fear as Orious launched himself at the witch, only for her to stab him with her wand, turning him to stone. I growled at the witch as rage overcame me and stood straight, baring my fangs when she grew closer to me before I spotted one of her soldiers going for Edmund's back as he fought.
"Dammit all to hell." I hissed before slamming myself into the soldiers side, knocking him away from the younger king, quickly slicing his neck.
"Edmund, Dalia! Get out of here! There's to many! Get the girls and get them home!" Peter yelled at his brother and myself as we continued to fight.
"I'm not leaving you!" I yelled back, quickly taking down two more of the soldiers as Edmund was pulled away by Mr. Beaver.
As I took down another of my enemies I turned to see a soldier covered in black armor heading for me. I quickly pulled both my swords out and quickly blocked an attack he sent, countering with two of my own as we moved across the ground, others getting out of our way as we fought. When I finally threw the soldier off his feet and had him pinned to the ground for a death blow as more and more of our soldiers poured into the rocks along with the sound of a loud roar that echoed around us, I heard Peter's scream of pain and looked up to see the white witch standing over him, his arm locked into the ground by her sword as she lifted her wand above his chest.
"No! Peter!" I yelled before I felt a burning pain in my side, causing me to let out a scream of my own as I felt the soldiers sword plunge into my side before ripping out. I slowly put my hands over the wound as I sunk to my knees and slowly fell onto my side with a grunt.
I barely saw the large form of a lion leaping over me before Peter's face was over my own, saying something I couldn't hear as blackness began creeping at the edges of my vision before I gave in to the darkness. I felt a sudden jolt go through my body, cutting through the blackness as I shot into a sitting position, gasping for air.
"Thank God!" I heard someone breath as I looked around seeing Lucy, Susan, and Edmund gathered around me.
"Where's Peter?" I asked, not remembering what happened.
"You stopped breathing, Dalia. We thought you were gone." Edmund told me gently.
"Where is he?" I asked again, fear growing in my chest.
"For a moment there she was. But not that she cares, all she cares about is where Peter is." Susan replied, giving me a smile as they helped me to my feet. I wobbled for a moment before turning to look at Peter who stood behind us.
"Are you okay? Did she hurt you?" I asked as I rushed over to him, looking him over for any kind of injury as he stared at the ground.
"I think we'll go help Lucy check on the injured." Susan said as she quickly pulled her two younger siblings away from us. I nodded after her before turning back to Peter, his eyes glued to the ground.
"Peter? What is it?" I asked softly, feeling in the pull in my chest as I lifted his head, my hands on his cheeks.
"I swear you and Edmund will be the death of me." he muttered before pulling me into a tight hug. I smiled slightly and returned the hug before the young king pulled back, cupping my face in his hands and staring at me, tears in his eyes.
"Why can't you both just do as you're told?" he asked, his voice breaking slightly as he spoke before leaning his forehead against mine.
"Dalia." a deep voice called from behind us, causing me to gasp and break from Peter, spinning around.
"Daddy?" I asked softly, seeing the large lion watching us with soft eyes.
"Dad!" I yelled before rushing over to him, throwing my arms around the large lion as I hugged him tightly, feeling him rap a large paw around me as well as I pressed myself closer to him. The rest of the day passed with celebrations at our victory over the White Witch as we traveled to the Eastern Ocean to crown the four siblings as Kings and Queens of Narnia.
As we all stood in the Throne Hall, I smiled, my hands lightly folded in front of my light blue dress as I stood beside Mr. Thomas, waiting to crown Edmund and Peter while he would crown Lucy and Susan. I smiled at Thomas as the four siblings walked down the middle of the room with my father, their eyes wide with excitement and pride as they stepped up to their thrones, Thomas and myself moving up the steps with the Beavers, taking two of the crowns they held. I smiled at Edmund as I stepped over to him, listening to father speak.
"To the glistening Eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy, the Valiant."
"To the great Western Wood, King Edmund, the Just."
"To the radiant Southern Sun, I give you Queen Susan, the Gentle." father spoke, giving us time to place each crown on the younger siblings heads before I picked up Peter's crown, stepping toward him with a proud smile as father spoke with a powerful voice.
"And to the clear Northern sky, I give you King Peter, the Magnificent." Father spoke as I settled the crown on Peter's head, smiling at him as he stood straighter, stepping back with a bow.
"Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen." father told the siblings gently before turning to the crowd.
"We have one other that needs to be crowned where everyone can see. My daughter, come forward." father spoke, turning to me as I stiffened, slowly walking toward him, kneeling on the steps as Thomas brought out one more crown, a beautifully crafted silver crown with blue stones forged into the metal.
"To the Radiant Narnian Sun, I give you Queen Divadalia, the Pure." my father spoke, gently resting the crown on my head before stepping back as I rose, smiling at me before inclining his head for me to join Peter and the others as they smiled at me happily. I quietly did so, standing next to Peter as father turned to the crowd of Narnians in the Great Hall.
"Long live King Peter. Long live Queen Dalia. Long Live Queen Susan. Long live King Edmund. Long live Queen Lucy." they chorused before we moved to mingle with our people. After a few minutes of talking with some of the men that had been in the battle I saw father leave the Great Hall and I quietly followed, wondering why he was leaving again.
"Dad?" I called as I walked out of the front doors of the castle to see him standing there, looking down the path toward the beach.
"Ah, Dalia." he replied, smiling at me as I stepped up beside him, resting a hand on his side.
"Where are you going?" I asked softly.
"It has come time to go now, little one." he replied.
"Go? But we don't need to go, we just won the battle. We are safe here in Narnia now. I just found Peter! I can't just up and leave-"
"Dalia, only I am going this time." father said, cutting into my rant with a soft voice. "What?" I asked, confused.
"Only I need leave this time. You will stay here, with your mate, and rule Narnia. People will look to you now, for guidance. You are their High Queen now." father told me gently as he rested a large paw on my shoulder.
"But, why can't you stay?" I asked softly, tears brimming in my eyes.
"I am sorry little one, but that is not the working of the world. I will always be here. Even when you can't see me. I will be here." he whispered as I hugged him tightly.
"I'll miss you daddy." I whispered back as I pulled away, wiping the tears from my eyes as I smiled.
"You promise you'll come back?" I asked as he turned.
"I swear it." father replied with a smile before walking away from the castle. I watched him until he turned to go down to the sea and I lost sight of him, slowly going back to the party inside. I quickly found Peter and stayed by him as he spoke with guests and his siblings. I smiled as I looked around the room at all the smiling faces and hearing the laughter.
'This is where I belong. This is how things should always be.' I thought to myself as the night went on.