A/N: Please please please please please read and REVIEW! I really appreciate it. I apologize ahead of time for any spelling or grammatical errors. It's really late and I am running on such a lack of sleep. Lol. Thanks Luli Cullen, my only reviewer for the last chapter . . . . this one is for you! =)

Aubrey walked forwards. Each step took her closer and closer to Aslan. She glanced up at him then quickly bent her head. His piercing gaze seemed to be going right through her and she had the feeling that he was disappointed in them all. When she, Caspian and the Pevensies reached him, they all quickly knelt down, bowing their heads in respect. Aslan stared at each of them as if calculating them.

"Rise, Kings and Queens of Narnia," he said. His voice was a deep growl. Peter, Edmund and Susan hesitantly stood. They had mirrored looks of pure happiness and shame radiating off of them. "All of you," Aslan added looking at Caspian.

Caspian glanced on either side of himself, expecting another king or queen to be there. He looked up to Aslan with scared eyes. Aubrey nudged him and he stood.

"I do not think I am ready," said Caspian in a hesitant and sorrowful voice. He looked up at Aslan through his brown bangs.

"And it is for that very reason I know you are," Aslan told him with a smile, one which Caspian returned.

Aubrey smiled at them from her spot on the ground. Aslan looked down and chuckled.

"My, my. Lady Aubrey, do forgive me for leaving you out," Aubrey laughed at the great lion.

"No forgiveness needed, Aslan," she said with a wink as she stood. Just as Aubrey got to her feet, the sound of bagpipes reached their ears. The teenagers looked around in confusion as Aslan let loose a deep chuckle. Aubrey was scanning the woods, trying to see who was joining them, but she saw nothing. She heard Alida, who had just joined them, gasp and followed the younger girl's gaze to the ground. There at their feet was a battalion of mice, holding poor Reepicheep on a makeshift stretcher. Lucy quickly bent down and deposited a drop of her cordial into his tiny mouth. With a gasp and a cough, Reepicheep sat up. His fellow mice grabbed him and steadied him on his feet. Reepicheep looked around in confusion, clearly not sure of how he had gotten there. He glanced Aslan and quickly bent into a deep bow. His fellow mice followed his lead.

"Hail Aslan!" he said while straightening himself up. "It is a great hon—" Before he could fully right himself, he lost his balance. The other mice grabbed his arms and steadied him once again. Reepicheep looked around in confusion. When he looked behind him, he wailed in despair.

"I am completely out of competence!" he said outraged. "I must crave your indulgence for appearing in this unseemly fashion," he added with an apologetic look to Aslan. The great lion chuckled at the small mouse. Reepicheep looked up at Lucy with pleading eyes.

"Perhaps a drop more?" he asked.

Lucy looked at him sadly. "I don't think it works that way."

"It becomes you well, Brave One," Aslan said with a smile.

"All the same, Great King, I regret that I must withdraw," he un-strapped his sword from around his waist. "For a tail is the honor and glory of a mouse." He bowed down and held his sword up to Aslan.

"Perhaps you think too much of your honor, friend," Aslan said with a knowing smile.

"It is not all for the honor but for climbing and balance too," Reepicheep said with a weak smile. His statement cause Aslan to chuckle again, it even broke a smile onto Aubrey's face.

"If it pleases his Majesty, we will not bear the shame of wearing an honor our chief is denied." One of Reepicheep's men stepped forward holding his sword to his tail. The other mice followed.

Aslan smiled one more time and bent his head towards the mouse. He opened his mouth and a gentle breeze swirled around Reepicheep and before their very eyes, his tail grew back. Reepicheep cheered and clutched his tail in his hands, hardly believing it.

"Not for your honor, Small One, but for the love of your men."

"Oh thank you, my liege! Thank you!" Reepicheep exclaimed happily. He walked off with his battalion. Aubrey smiled as she watched him go. She felt something warm slip into her hand and looked up into Peter's crystal blue eyes.

"Now," Aslan said with excitement in his voice. He turned to look at Lucy. "Where is this dear little friend you have been telling me so much about?" Lucy smiled and turned her gaze just over Susan's shoulder. They all followed her gaze and saw Trumpkin standing at the edge of the river. He had his hands full of swords and was directing the Telmarine army on where to go. With the feeling of someone watching him, he slowly turned to find eight pairs of eyes on him. With a small, encouraging nod from Lucy, Trumpkin put the weapons on the ground and hesitantly walked toward them and kneeled before Aslan.

Aslan roared so loudly that the trees shook and many startled birds flew from their safe havens. The teenagers chuckled at his discomfort as he looked apologetically into Aslan's eyes.

"Do you see him now?" Lucy asked in a smart way. Much like Susan used to talk.

The trip to the Telmarine castle was a long and tiring one. Aubrey rode in the saddle in front of Peter. Just to their left were Susan and Edmund and behind them were Caspian and Alida. The latter was fast asleep in her cousin's arms. After all, it had been a very long day for her. Riding next to Aslan were Lucy and Trumpkin. Lucy was talking happily with the great lion as Trumpkin sat there uncomfortably. They reached the castle just before dawn. Caspian and Alida led them to the bedchambers, expertly avoiding the one that once belonged to Miraz and his wife.

Aubrey entered her room and was taken by the dark beauty. Silky midnight blue and cream bed sheets graced the large bed. Matching curtains were hanging from the wide open window. A beautiful breeze was blowing in and danced across Aubrey's face. She closed her eyes and let the feeling of finally being back sink in. She walked over to the mahogany wardrobe and opened it wide. Inside were a handful of beautiful dresses. Aubrey would have to thank the seamstress' that worked on these. She pulled one out, a beautiful deep green floor length dress and laid it carefully on her bed. She walked into the adjoining room and found a posh bathroom. The white marble sinks were perfect, not a scratch on them. She smiled as she remembered how careless she used to be in the Golden Age. She thought the craftsmen were going to strangle her if she asked them to replace her sink one more time. Aubrey turned to see a bath already drawn for her. Without a second thought, she removed her dirty, battle dress and slipped into the warm water. She relaxed, letting the water slip up to her chin and closed her eyes as she got lost in the warmth.

Knock, knock.

"Aubrey are you in here?" Aubrey's eyes jolted open, had she fallen asleep? She sat up and grabbed a fluffy white towel from the stool next to her. She covered her body with the material just as the door to the bathroom opened. Susan, dressed in a white dress with soft blue accents, walked in and scoffed at her.

"You're still not ready?" She placed her hands on her hips and gave Aubrey a disappointed look.

"I'm almost ready," Aubrey said indignantly. Susan rolled her eyes. She followed Aubrey out of the bathroom and sat down at the mahogany dresser and started pulling out jewelry and other things.

Aubrey quickly slipped into the dress. It felt lovely on her, though not as lovely as the Narnian dresses from the Golden Age, but this was better than nothing.

"Where did all of this come from?" Aubrey asked Susan gesturing to the dresses and the jewelry.

"These rooms were set up for royalty and the such staying here at the castle." Aubrey looked at her with a confused stare. She knew Susan was smart, but how could she possibly know that. Upon seeing Aubrey's face, Susan chuckled and stood up. She walked behind Aubrey and fastened a necklace around her neck.

"Alida told me. I saw her on my way here." Aubrey nodded her head in understanding. Susan guided Aubrey to the stool in front of the mirror on the dresser and started fiddling with her hair. Within moments, Aubrey was presentable and the two girls left her bedchamber.

They joined the others just outside of the dining hall. Peter stared at Aubrey causing her to blush faintly. Aubrey couldn't help but notice that Caspian was trying his hardest not to stare at Susan. Poor boy, she thought. When she reached Peter's side he quickly took her hand and kissed it gently.

"You look beautiful," he told her under his breath. She felt his breath tickle her cheek and blushed more. She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek.

"And you look very handsome," she smiled at him.

As soon as Lucy and Edmund joined them, they took to their horses once more. They were to ride through the streets in celebration of their victory. Aubrey was hesitant about this idea. She wasn't sure how the Telmarine citizens would react. Caspian and Alida reassured them all, from atop their horses, that not all of the Telmarines supported Miraz.

They rode through the streets towards the center of town. Aubrey was surprised to see so many people, Telmarine and Narnian, come out to congratulate them on their victory. People were looking out from their windows and throwing flower petals to them. It brought a huge smile to her face. After a short ride, they reached their destination. They stopped and dismounted before a large tree. Aubrey stood up at it curiously, it gave her the chills. Seeing her shiver, Peter came up to her and wrapped his arms around her. She smiled contentedly and snuggled closer to him.

They walked off to the side and joined Susan, Edmund, Lucy and Alida. The Telmarines and Narnians gathered closer to hear what was to be said. Caspian stood in the center with Aslan at his side. A hush fell over the crowd and Caspian looked to Aslan hesitantly. The great lion gently shook his head and Caspian turned to address the crowd.

"Narnia belongs to the Narnians, just as it belongs to man," his booming voice reached to every corner of the town. Susan shivered pleasantly at the sound. "Any Telmarines who wish to stay and live in peace are welcome to do so. If you do not wish to stay, Aslan will send you home, to the land of our forefathers." Caspian finished and stepped back in place. He looked at Aslan nervously.

"But it has been so long since we left Telmar!" Someone yelled from the crowd.

"It is not Telmar we are referring to," Aslan said, looking over them all. "The land of which I speak is an island. Your ancestors were sea-faring bandits who stumbled upon a cave that took them from their lands and brought them here. And it is to that island I will send you. It is a good place for any who wish to make a good start."

A quiet murmuring broke out among the crowd. Aubrey watched as many turned to each other, deciding what to do.

"I will go," said a voice. They turned to see General Glozelle step forward. His right arm was tightly bandaged and strapped to his front, but besides that he seemed to be unharmed. "I accept the offer," he said to Aslan.

"As do we," said Alida's mother. In her arms she carried a small bundle, no doubt Alida's little brother. A single tear leaked from Alida's eyes. Lucy grabbed her hand as Edmund wrapped a protective arm around her shoulders. From Edmund's other side, Susan reached over and grasped her other hand.

Aslan nodded his head to the small group, his eyes sad.

"Because you have spoken first, your future in that world will be good," he told them quietly but loud enough for all to hear. He opened his mouth and a gentle breeze surrounded them. The Queen turned one last look to her daughter and then turned and followed the others towards the giant tree. Just as they reached the base, they disappeared. There were shocked gasps and worried murmurs now being emitted through the crowd.

"How do we know he's not sending us to our deaths?" yelled an angry voice from the crowd. Caspian looked angry, glaring at the area the voice had come from. Alida was now silently crying and Edmund was whispering gently to her.

"Sire, if my example can be of any service, I will take my men with me with no delay." Aubrey looked down to see Reepicheep and his men standing before Aslan.

"Noble as that may be, you are needed here," Peter suddenly said. Aubrey looked up at him and could see hesitation and worry in his eyes. "We will go," he said firmly. He looked over his shoulder to Susan, Lucy and Edmund, all who were staring back at him confusedly. Aubrey stared up at him in disbelief. They had just gotten here and now they were leaving. Aubrey couldn't help but feel angry and betrayed. She looked over at Caspian who was staring at the ground. She didn't have to read his eyes to know that he was hurting. Maybe he cared more for Susan than she previously thought. And by the way Susan kept glancing at Caspian, she had a feeling the other girl felt the same way.

Reepicheep stepped back slowly. He was sad to see his new friends go.

There was a sniffle from behind them. Alida broke out of Edmund's grasp and wiped the tears from her cheek with her hand. She stepped forward and stood in front of Aslan.

"I think my cousin is going to need some help," she said, glancing over to Caspian with a smile. "Uniting two vary different people is going to be difficult. The Pevensie's need to stay," she said firmly, once again staring intently at Aslan.

"Send me."

Caspian stared at her in disbelief. She was twelve years old, she was much too young to leave and go off on her own.

Aslan nodded at her and opened his mouth once more. Alida closed her eyes as the warm breeze surrounded her lightly blowing her red braids into the air behind her. When she opened them again, she looked at Aslan thankfully.

She slowly walked towards Caspian. "I need to do this Cas," she said gently. She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly, hugging him like she did as a little girl. Caspian draped his arms over her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. Alida hesitantly pulled away. She turned to look at the Pevensie's and Aubrey.

"It was wonderful to have met you," she said to them all. "I dreamed something like this as a little girl." She smiled and hugged them all. Once more she walked towards Aslan. She stood in front of the large tree. With a reassuring nod from Aslan, she sucked in a deep breath and walked towards the tree.

Caspian watched as his cousin disappeared. After that, more people stepped forward to accept Aslan's offer. Caspian noted that most of them were his uncle's Lords and their families. They finished just as the sun began to set. Worn out and sad, Caspian led the parade back to the castle. He tried to smile for the crowds, but he missed Ali already. Back at the castle, he took diner in his room. For most of the night he sat cross legged on his bed and thought of his memories of his cousin. With a heavy heart, he fell asleep in his clothes from that day, but a nagging voice in the back of his head knew that today was not the last he saw of his cousin.

Alida continued to walk forward and before she knew it, she was standing in a very large garden, surrounded by flowers and bushes. She looked around curiously at the many different and exotic flowers. She stuck her hand out to touch a particularly beautiful red one, but just as her hands came into contact with it, she felt a sharp pinch and looked down to see a red dot of blood on her finger.

Childishly, she stuck her tongue out at the offending flower. She continued to walk forward and eventually found an exit in the never ending garden. She pushed her way through and was met with beautiful and warm sunshine. Though not as warm as it is in Narnia, she thought to herself. She heard a shuffling noise and looked up to see a man dressed curiously with a large pair of scissors in his hands. The man froze and stared at her.

"Hello," she said with a smile. The man jumped and dropped his scissors. With a muffled scream, he ran towards the large stone house.

"I can't look that hideous," Alida said to no one in particular. She followed the path of the strange man with her eyes. She gasped when she saw the magnificent castle in front of her. It was an oddly shaped castle, being very wide and not so tall. Alida followed the stone path towards a large wooden door. Curious, she thought, where is the gate? She stood in front of the door expectantly.

"Well, isn't anyone going to let me in?" She asked no one in particular. She impatiently began tapping her foot, listening to the light clicking her shoes made against the stone. It was something she had watched her mother do many times when she was young. At the thought of her parents, Alida felt her heart drop for a moment. For some reason, she missed them. Though I'm better off without them, she thought bitterly.

Just after she began her tapping, the door began to open. Finally, she thought. The door opened wide and in the doorway stood a curious looking old man with odd clothes, just like the other man. He wore round mirrors on the bridge of his nose that made is eyes pop out. Alida stared at him for a moment then smiled.

Professor Diggory Kirke opened his door to find a young girl standing on his doorstep. Even though it had been many years here and many centuries there, Professor Kirke would recognize those clothes anywhere. He stared at the well dressed young girl smiling up at him.

"Oh boy."

A/N: Okay so I'm not going to lie. I was really disappointed with the reviews for last chapter. I only had one! Ug. Thank you so much Luli Cullen. You're constant reviews always make me happy. This may be the last chapter I get out for the next two weeks (it depends on how I feel during the weekend). I hope you guys liked it.

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