A/N: Just so everyone knows, Ashlana's dresses resemble our own prom dresses. That's just the way she works. They give her a lot of movement. The dresses are specially made for her. Oh, and the Jems on her crown change color to match whatever color she happens to be wearing.

When Ashlana came out of the portal, she was no longer with Eustace. She was in a sitting room of a nicely sized cottage. She looked around. It didn't seem as if anyone was home. So, she did the most sensible thing she could.

She sat to wait.

When Peter arrived home from schooling, he opened the door to the cottage he shared with Diggory and saw a girl sitting on the couch. Her red hair sparked something in his heart. He hadn't been expecting to see her ever again.

"Ash?"

The girl looked up at him and stood, kissing his cheek and hugging him, knocking him out out of his shock.

"Hello Peter,"

"What are you doing here?"

"Waiting," Way to be cryptic, Ash.

"For?" Peter suddenly jumped as the fire place widened to epic proportions. Ashlana pulled a golden crown out of thin air. 'My Crown' Peter realized. She handed it to him and pushed him forewards.

"That. Go. GO, PETE!" She laughed, "I have one more to scour America for. So go, your Majesty!"

Peter asked no questions, walking through the fire place and finding himself in his old, no, new room in Narnia.

Susan was a lot more difficult to get.

Ashlana was now begging.

"Oh, COME ON! Su, you can't be serious!"

"I'm serious Ashlana. I'm not going back. I've finally just gotten used to being home again."

"But Caspian-"

"Is way too young for me."

"He's older now!"

"And so am I."

"SUSAN! You have to come back!"

"What reason, Ashlana, is so important, that I need to go back to Narnia."

"Because. You will not know your niece or nephew if you don't, because they'll not ever be leaving lest it be for Archenland!" Ashlana sat on the bed and huffed at Susan, although hiding a grin cuz she knew she'd done it now.

"My-WHAT?"

"Niece. Or nephew. We're not sure which, yet."

"Edmund or Peter?" Susan began packing, and Ashlana smiled, hand on her stomach. She hoped it wasn't passing time in Narnia. She wanted to get home before Edmund and Lucy.

"Edmund,"

"When?"

"Two, perhaps three days ago."

"Oh my. Alright. I'm ready."

Ashlana pulled the silver crown with gold flowers out.

"Queen Susan, Kneel," Susan rolled her eyes, but did so anyways. Ashlana placed the crown on the head of the queen, bowing regally to her afterwards. She never was one to Curtsie. "To Narnia."

"To Narnia," Susan agreed. She hadn't packed clothes, but books and papers and pictures. She wasn't going to forget this time, at least. She watched, as Peter had, in amazement, as the fireplace grew. Ashlana took Susan gently by the arm and led her through, appearing on the other side.

The other side being Susan's room in Cair Paravel.

"But how-"

"Magic," Ashlana laughed. "Get dressed. As soon as Father get here with Edmund and Lucy, Narnia will be welcoming back it's Kings and Queens of old." She walked out of Susan's room, crossed the Hall of Royals, (where every Room of the Kings and Queens were located) and opened the door with the intricate A and E carved into the door.

She looked happily around the room. She crossed to the wardrobe and found it filled with dresses. She smiled happily and pulled out a blue dress along with blue flats. The Pevensies were being welcomed back, and it was a cause to celebrate. Ashlana quickly put the dres on, curling her long, firey hair, and carefully putting the crown on. Instantly the diamonds turned to sapphires.

She surrounded her amber eyes with black and blue khol. She didn't need anymore jewlery than the crown and the collar.

She left the room and began to walk down to the throne room. The four orriginal thrones had now become six. Caspian's throne had Telmarine arm rests, bald eagles. And then, next to Edmund and Peter's thrones, was Ashlana's, almost golden in the mid afternoon light.

"It's beautiful. But different." Peter's voice came from behind her. He walked up and stood next to her. He was reffering not only to the new bay window, but the city that the Cair now rested above.

"It is different, yes. There was no point in being stuck entirely in the past. The Narnian's wanted to feel safe again. Living so close to the Cair is the only thing I could do to offer them peace with the Telmarines." Ashlana nodded at the young faun children playing with the Telmarine children. "It worked."

"You've been helping Caspian then. Since the war."

"Yep." She turned and faced Peter. "He didn't need it. But I helped anyways."

"So...About High King..."

"Still you Pete," Ashlana laughed. "But Edmunds not going to like that."

"I suppose not."

Their moment of laughter was inturrupted in the form of a young faun, Tumnus' great, great grandchild(Seeing as fauns live for hundreds of years.).

"Lady, Your Higness, Sorry to inturrupt, but Sir Caralono is here." Ashlana groaned angrily.

"Who's that?"

"The faun or the fool?" Ashlana smiled at him, though it was now a bit forced.

"Both." Peter shrugged.

"The faun is Tally. She's Mr. Tumnus' Granddaughter. The Fool is the idiot who thinks he can court me. He's mistaken I'm proud to admit." She led Peter out of the throne room, and down the hallway. She pushed open a giant sized door so violently that it slammed against the frame, which was enforced with the Narnian equivilent of titanium for this specific reason.

It was a court room, Peter noticed. It was like the old one, with the exception of the two new thrones. Their titles were written above their specific throne, 'X' 'Magnificent,' 'Couragous' 'Just' 'Gentle' and 'Valient' in that order. Then there was a throne for every member of the Narnian council, and for each Ambassador from the surrounding lands. The seat for the Ambassador from the Lone Islands was filled buy a pug like man.

"Hello Caralono." Ashlana said regally, hardly casting the man a glance as she sat in her throne, Peter taking his seat to her left.

Caralono stood and took her hand, kissing her knuckles.

"My love,"

Peter snorted at the disgusted face Ashlana had as she wiped her hand on his tunic.

"Ugh. What are you here for, Caralono?"

"I was invited to welcome the Kings and queens of old back to Narnia. And to formally apologize for the events that occured on one of my Islands. I assure that the citizens have been dealt with accordingly."

"Too bad they were from Calormen," Came Tarvos' voice. The minotaur walked in with Drinian, and shoved the goon asside. "And the fact we killed them all. Your Majesty," He bowed to Peter.

"Tar!" Ashlana laughed. "You've all arrived back safely, then?"

"Yes, your Majesty. I hope you don't mind but Gael, Rhince and Heilen have asked to come and live in the City of the Cair, because of what partook on the Islands." Drinian kissed Ashlana's knuckles and Peter full out laughed as she did nothing about it this time.

"And Edmund and Lucy? I know Caspian is on the Lone Islands."

"Right. They are in their rooms, changing." Drinian, nodded.

"Excuse me." Ashlana quickly stood and walked away, shouting for Peter to follow. He had to run to keep up.

Aslana threw the door to their room open and pounced on Edmund as he was in the middle of buttoning his shirt.

"Edmund!" She kissed him soundly.

"Woah!" Peter started at this sight. Ashlana hadn't told him yet. She pulled away laughing.

"Well hello, Kitten," Edmund smirked. "Hello, Pete."

"When did this happen Ed?" Peter asked, gesturing to his brother's arm around the girls waist. Both grinned and shrugged.

"It's been in the making since that time with the witch in the How, I guess."

"Oh. Hey, wait, Ash. I thought you were the Holder of the wand. How'd Nikabrik and the followers of the Wand?" Peter had been thinking of that for a while.

"It was a rip-off." Ashlana smiled, going over to the wall and pressing on a stone. A safe opened up, and Ashlana pulled out the wand. It was still broken from when Edmund fought the Witch. It even still had his blood on it from when she stabbed him. All three flinched with the thought.

"So that's why she was in ice?" Edmund asked.

"Precisely" Ashlana quickly placed the wand back in the safe and it closed when she turned away. "It wasn't strong enough."

A knock came from the door behind Peter. He opened the door and was tackled by his youngest sister. Lucy laughed happily. Susan stood at the frame and smiled fondly.

"We need to go to the welcoming back," She annouced.

"Right," Ashlana grinned. "Come on, It's in the City Square." She grabbed Edmunds arm and began pulling him. Peter had his sisters on each arm. The City took up a cheer of "Long live the Kings and Queens! Long live The Great Lions!" as they walked in line through the cobblestone streets.

Edmund watched Ashlana carefully as she greeted each Narnian and several Telmarines by name.

"Edmund!" He turned to his right and saw Gael, who had called him, Rhince, and Heilen.

"Oh hello, Gael," Edmund smiled and picked the young girl up. "How are you fairing, finding a home in the city?" He asked Rhince.

"We have one. Drinian said he'd tell Ashlana we wanted to stay here. When he came back, he led us to a house right by the gates to the Castle!" Rhince pointed to a relatively large house next to the gates. It was made of the same sand colored stone that the entire City of the Cair was made of.

"Ashlana took a liking to you, then," Edmund smiled at Gael. He knew Ashlana liked the family. She liked almost anyone, and if it wasn't a good first impression, she'd give a second chance without a second thought. "Come, join the procession. I'm sure Lucy'd like to see you, Gael."

Gael ran right to Ashlana and Lucy when Edmund let her down. Ashlana had been introducing Lucy to Tally the Faun.

"Gael!" Lucy laughed. Peter and Susan stepped up next to Lucy.

"Peter, Susan, this is Gael. Gael, these are the rest of the Kings and Queens. Gael is one brave little girl, ya know?" Ashlana smiled.

"Your Majesties!" Gael curtsied.

"First names!" Lucy reminded.

"Right, sorry." Gael laughed as Edmund came up next to them with Gael's parents.

"My Love!" Came the voice that neither Peter nor Ashlana wanted to hear right at that moment.

'Here we go,' They both thought, casting each other a glance. 'Prepare for trouble.'