A/N Hey guys, once again, so sorry for the delay. BUT THIS IS IMPORTANT, SO READ. Unless you already know what I'm talking about. Some of you may have noticed that I am letting you guys choose the ending to the story now! I thought this would be a good experience for my first actually completed sequel, so now I want to know what you guys think should happen. So what I want you to do is go onto my profile and vote for whatever you want to happen to Flie, Sail, Draigh, Jo, and ex-cetera.

If you can't find something you want to vote for, then all you have to do is press the pretty little review button at the bottom and tell me what you want to happen to who. OK?

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The aftermath

When Flie and Peter reached the river, Caspian, Susan, Sail, and Edmund were already across the river with Aslan and Lucy. Nearby Narnians were collecting the Telmarine soldier's weapons. Flie sighed as she saw she would have to cross the river.

"I'll be right next to you." Peter promised.

"I don't need to be treated like a pup!" Flie snapped. Peter smiled lightly, knowing she was only angry because she felt weak.

The water in the river had gone down immensely since Aslan had summoned the River God. Flie and Peter began swimming across the river. A wolf Sail looked up as the two made their way across the river.

"Flie!" He breathed. Sail jumped up and morphed into a human, abandoning Aslan and his friends to help his sister. Sail wadded into the water to help his sister get onto the bank.

"I'm fine!" Flie snapped. A few people chuckled at Flie's independence, others just smiled. Peter kept his arm carefully around Flie's waist so he didn't touch her wound.

"Aslan." Flie dipped her head slightly as she approached her father. Aslan didn't say anything, but looking his daughter in the eye. Flie smiled lightly as she realized that her father forgave her.

"Now," Aslan said turning back to Lucy, "Where is this dear little friend you've been telling me about?" Lucy smiled and everyone averted his or her gaze to Trumpkin. Flie pressed her lips together as she imagined herself in Trumpkin's position.

Trumpkin slowly walked over to their group and kneeled. Aslan let out a furious bellow and Trumpkin flinched.

"Do you see him now?" Lucy asked with a smile.


"Flie, you need to get you're wounds fixed!" Sail cried as he attempted to chase Flie around a tree.

"I still haven't heard anything from Jo or Draigh!" Flie said clinging to the tree trunk, "Other people need it more then me!" Sail continued to attempt and peel Flie off of the tree without hurting her.

"You need stitches!" Sail hissed, "Come on! After we get you healed we can go look for them, I'm sure they are back at the How!" Sail grabbed Flie's arm and pulled, "I will drag you back there if I need to!" Edmund walked up to them with a quizzical look.

"Well this is an interesting sight." He commented. Sail moved away from his sister and turned to the king.

"Tell her to come with me so we can get her wounds fixed." He ordered.

"Well, tell my brother that I'm not going anywhere until he tells me that I can go look for Draigh and Jo!" Flie said. Edmund smirked.

"Flie," Edmund said, "If you come with me, I will help you look for Draigh and Jo." When Flie wasn't looking at Edmund, the king winked at Sail, who smirked.

"How do I know you will keep you're word?" Flie asked. Edmund put both of his hands in the air.

"You have my word I will help you find them." He promised. Flie cautiously let go of the tree trunk and made her way over to Edmund. Sail followed her slowly, and morphed into a white stallion.

Without warning, Edmund grabbed Flie and hauled her onto Sail. Flie let out a startled yelp as Sail took off with her and Edmund on his back.

"Edmund, you traitor!" Flie screamed as Sail made his way past startled Narnians, a highly amused Aslan, Peter, Susan, and Lucy, and across the river.

"I'll help you find them after you get fixed up!" Edmund responded.


"There, that wasn't so bad." Sail smirked as Flie glared at him.

"It was better off without the stitches." She snarled. Edmund rolled his eyes as they walked through the forest back to the How.

"Where would we be if you're wounds got infected?" Edmund asked.

"We would have found Draigh and Jo." Flie said. The three emerged into the previous battlefield and stopped. Flie let out a deep breath and turned her head away, Edmund processed the damage, and Sail bowed his head.

"This is what comes with war." Sail reminded them all. Bodies of dead Narnians and Telmarines littered the clearing in great masses. The smell of blood made everyone cringe in thought of what could have happened to them.

"Lets go." Flie stepped forward, careful to dodge the bodies respectfully.

A few Narnians were walking around the battlefield, checking for any survivors. So far, they hadn't found anyone. Sail, Edmund, and Flie made their way around the crumbled remains of the How and to the back. Behind the How, young Narnians were chatting happily amongst themselves as their parents anxiously nosed their young.

"Looks like they didn't have any trouble fighting off the Telmarines." Edmund commented.

"Younger ones are usually unaffected by war." Flie said as she made her way through the crowd, "Draigh, Jo!" There was still no sign of the black male wolf and small female wolf.

"Where could they be?" Sail asked, clearly worried about his son.

"Father!" Draigh and Jo appeared in the clearing. Draigh was leaning heavily on Jo's shoulder as blood dripped down his hind leg.

"Draigh!" Sail cried while Flie shouted, "Jo!" Edmund stayed back as Flie and Sail made their way over to the two wolves. Sail morphed into a wolf and nosed his son, while Flie stayed in her human form and checked Jo for injuries.

"Are you ok, Flie? You don't look so good." Jo commented.

"I'm fine, just a little tired." Flie responded calmly, "It's both of you I'm worried about.

"You don't have to worry about us." Draigh growled softly. Sail looked his son in the eye with a smile.

"I know I don't." Flie said, "But you will always be a pup to us." Flie nodded.

"You're always my nanny." He said, "Who's really bad tempered." Flie laughed and pushed Draigh away.


Flie yawned as she rode a bay colored Telmarine horse. They had begun their march to the Telmarine castle early that morning and no one had gotten sleep due to the burying and cleaning up of the battlefield. The How would have to be rebuilt, and families would have to be informed of their lost loved ones.

"Tired?" Sail asked coming up. Flie nodded.

"Just a bit, but I afraid I'm going to fall off if I fall asleep." Sail chuckled and got off his own horse and jumped on behind Flie.

"Move up." Flie adjusted herself so Sail had his arms wrapped around her and holding the reins. Flie sat calmly on her brother's lap as they rode to the Telmarine castle. Soon Flie's eyes drifted shut…

In his hand he held a knife Flie recognized as the knife that had killed her father. Cold eyes with pools of hatred stared back at Flie. His face was hidden in the shadows and Flie didn't recognize him.

"Who are you?!" She screamed. The shadow didn't respond, "Show yourself!"

The figure lurched forward with breathtaking speed.

"She's mine!"

"Flie!"

Flie cringed as Sail poked her. Her body was trembling slightly as Sail shook his sister.

"What?" She asked sitting up strait.

"We're here."

Sail jumped off of Flie's horse and back onto his. They kicked their horses into a canter and caught up with Susan and Lucy. Edmund, Peter, and Caspian were at the head of the line.

"How are you feeling?" Lucy asked. Flie looked up with a confused face.

"I mean, your wound and you're looking a bit pale." Flie smiled at Lucy.

"I'm fine," She said, "Just a little tired."


Fireworks split the sky into a variety of colors, earning laughs from small children in the streets. Flie smiled and looked over at Lucy and Susan. It was the night after Caspian's crowning and Susan and Lucy had planned a grand ball. Susan was wearing a light blue and white dress with gold outlining, Lucy was wearing a similar aqua colored dress with silver lining, and Flie wore a light emerald dress.

"Ready to go down?" Lucy asked.

"Never." Flie deadpanned.

"Let's go then!" Susan smiled. Each queen grabbed one of Flie's arms and began pulling her out the door.

"You're just lucky I'm not allowed to go down in my animal form!" Flie said as she fought against Susan and Lucy.

"Well, you can't." Susan said, "So get over it."

"If I trip on this dress and fall on my face I'm blaming both of you!" Lucy laughed. Flie winced as she twisted and her wound sent a sharp pain up her side. As the three girls rounded the corner, Edmund nearly crashed into them.

"There you three are!" He cried, "We've been waiting for you!"

"Flie had a little malfunction." Susan said.

"What do you mean?"

"She was planning on going down as a wolf." Flie smiled innocently.

"No I wasn't." She coughed awkwardly, "I just said I wasn't allowed to go down as a wolf… wait, are you wearing your crown?" Sure enough, on Edmund's head, he wore his crown. The king smiled.

"Yeah, that's why I came to get you." He said, "Caspian sent for some Narnians to fetch our crowns." Edmund led the girls into his room and to a desk at the side of his room. Lucy laughed and reached for her crown. She bounced over to the mirror and placed her crown on her head. Susan followed in a calmer manner. Edmund quickly reached up and placed Flie's crown on her head.

"I still can't believe that you're tall enough to do that now." Flie laughed. Edmund just smiled.

"Come on, we're already late!"

A/N Don't forget the author note at the top!!!!!!

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