Christian stood watching his friend's shining hair flying out behind her like a cape as she ran off. Why was she being so oddly secretive? She was so different to how she had been when she was back in Eona. But yet she was still the same. She spoke the same, she walked the same, her mannerisms and everything was still the same. Her eyes, her magical eyes that he had said so, so often in his letters to her, belonged in the sky were never-changing. He couldn't believe her.
"Christian? It is Christian isn't it?" He turned. It was King Edmund who had spoken.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Christian bowed. "I didn't mean to upset Catherina, she was the one who ran away."
"I didn't come to ask you about that. I was wondering if you wanted someone to dance with after dinner, for you have the choice of either of my sisters. True, Susan is seen as the more beautiful, but Lucy is a better dancer and has far more enjoyable company."
"You slander your elder sister, sir."
"Not slander. I prefer Lucy to Susan. When we were younger I was quite horrid to Lu and so I am determined to make it up to her. Come in. Dinner is ready."
At dinner, Catherina talked only to Edmund, Lucy and her brothers. Christian only looked at her once but his attention was distracted by Lucy Pevensie. She wasn't beautiful like her sister but she was pretty and she could hold attention nearly as well as Catherina. Christian talked to her during dinner. Then King Edmund and Catherina got up and danced together. When they had finished, Edmund looked around for Lucy. He motioned to her and as she stood, she grabbed Christian's hand and pulled him with her. They danced several sets before Edmund claimed to be exhausted.
"I'll see you in our chamber." He whispered into Catherina's ear and a coy smile came to her face. When he had gone, everyone else began to disperse and Christian went and sat with his friend at the window. The wind blew her hair around her face.
"Catherina, what's the matter? Why are you a woman-you never finished your sentence."
There was a pause and Christian wondered if he would ever get an answer when Catherina took a deep breath.
"I'm a mother." She said. "I have a five-year-old daughter."