After dinner Amber and Arvad sneaked away from Darius, and went for a walk on the beach.

"Do you like it here?" Arvad asked as he held her hand.

"It reminds me of home. I do like it, though I might like it better if I could reach the bottom shelf." She giggled.

"I'll have a proclamation stating that all shelves must be lowered so that Princess Amber of Narnia can reach the lower shelf." He said this with mocked seriousness.

"I don't know why, King Arvad…"

"Just call me Arvad."

"Then just call me Amber. Anyway, I don't know why Arvad, but I would love to stay with you for a thousand years. I never felt this way for someone before. With most people I feel like I have to be big and strong around them, but with you, I can be small and weak." She gazed into his deep purple eyes.

"It would be hard for you to be big around anyone here in Tonpaz."

"I'm being serious."

"I know, I just get nervous when girls get serious. It doesn't normally bode well for me. I feel the same with you to. I can forget all about responsibility and just be an eight-teen year old." The two sat down in the sand and just watched the sun disappear.

"I know it's all happening so fast, but I was wondering…."

"Yes?"

"If I may kiss you?" He asked nervously. She gave him what a kiss which was meant to be short and sweet but turned into a long and passionate one.