Caspian, Edmund, and Peter sat around the main table in Cornelius's study. Caspian held his arm around his chest, the wound still tender and required minimum movements. Edmund held the book in front of Peter to show him of their discovery.

"So now that we've found the portal to the Dreamscape, how do we find the location of the portal?" Peter asked.

Edmund looked to Caspian, who sighed. "I do not know."

"Perhaps we could send out messengers to investigate the land?" Edmund suggested.

"It's a good idea, but it would take time." Peter answered.

"And it would also alert the people of how severe the situation has become." Caspian continued.

"Should've the people be warned?" Edmund asked.

Peter nodded. "They should, yes, but think of the effect it would have over the people. Not just the Nanrian's but the Telmarine's too. It would be sheer panic. Most would probably flee the land and run to Archland, which would then inform the people of the situation. It would be a never-ending circle of panic and fear throughout the lands."

"As much as I hate hiding the truth from my people, they are safer not knowing." Caspian said.

Edmund nodded. "Then how do we find the arch?"

Caspian shook his head. "Again, I don't not know."

"I do." Came a soft voice.

All three of the young Kings turned to the door. Lucy stood in the doorway. Her dress held a few wrinkles and her hair was slightly messy, but her eyes were bright as they had always been. She walked from the door to the table, joining the men.

"How are you feeling?" Peter asked.

"Better." Lucy answered.

"You know how to find the arch?" Caspian asked.

Lucy nodded. "We all do, actually."

Caspian frowned. "What do you mean?"

"We have to go back to the Howe." Lucy said.

Layers upon layers of stone lay hidden within the forest of Narnia. Perfectly hidden among an array of trees and brush that had taken the change to grow, lay Aslan's Howe. Every since the battle against Miraz, Aslan's Howe was left untouched. The entrance to the Howe remained sealed but the fallen archway. The years since the battle had changed nothing from its last appearance, but the trees. They had grow larger, almost fully encasing the Howe.

Caspian looked form the Howe to Lucy, who sat behind Peter on his horse. She met his gaze and nodded. Caspian dismounted his horse and helped Lucy from the horse. Peter and Edmund dismount their horses and let them off to roam.

"You're sure the arch is in the Howe?" Edmund asked.

Lucy smirked. "I thought you usually believe me?"

Edmund smiled lightly. "Lead the way Lu."

"I don't suppose you know a way through the blockage?" Peter asked.

"That's what you gentlemen are here for." Lucy smiled.

Caspian chuckled and stared walking to the entrance. He climbed onto the pile of rubble and inspected it. "Perhaps we can clear a small area to slip through?"

Peter shrugged. "It's worth a shot." He climbed up the pile and took position across from Caspian.

They grabbed onto one of the rocks and tried to pull it from the pile. The rock was not very large, which made it easy to remove it from the pile. The rock rolled from the pile and slammed to the ground. The hole where the rock resided was not very big, but it dipped into the archway.

"One down, several dozen to go." Edmund said.

"You're more than welcome to help, Ed." Peter called.

Edmund chuckled and joined them on the pile. They took position on another rock and began trying to drive it from its place on the pile. The second rock was larger than the first, and even Edmund's extra help wasn't enough to wedge it far from its place. The pulled and pushed and hard as they could, finally prying the rock from its wedge.

Peter slowly moved into the hole they had created. It was small, very tight, but it just might be enough. He looked back. "I'm going in."

Peter slipped between the gaps of the rock. He grunted as he tried to fit his body through the tight space. His chest was compressed against the rocks. If anything caused a landslide, there was no chance Peter could survive at the moment.

Finally, Peter pulled himself through the gap. However, he was unprepared for the suddenly lack of ground beneath him. He fell from the opened onto the ground with a painful impact. Peter ground and pushed himself from the ground.

"Pete?" Edmund called.

Peter rose from the ground. "I'm alright." He looked about the darkness. "Pass me down a torch."

The torch came in. Edmund tossed it into the darkness, clattering to the ground. Peter picked up the torch and aimed the light at the darkness. Not much had changed within the Howe since the battle with Miraz.

"Pete, I'm coming in." Edmund called.

"Be careful, Edmund. There's a drop after you're through the opening." Peter called. He turned back to the opening and watched Edmund entered.

Edmund managed to fit through the opening easier than Peter had managed. But once Edmund had emerged, he met the same fate as Peter, falling to the ground with a sharp thud.

"I warned you." Peter said.

Edmund looked up from the ground. "Perhaps you should define a drop."

Peter chuckled. "Caspian, Lucy may need some assistance."

"Understood." Caspian called.

Peter held the torch for Edmund as Caspian lowered Lucy through the gap feet first. Lucy dropped out of the opening into Edmunds arms. Edmund set Lucy on her feet quickly.

Caspian came through next. Wisely, he chose to enter feet first as well. Once he cleared the opening, Caspian dropped to the ground. He landed crouching low to the ground. The landing jarred his chest painfully, causing him to bring a hand to his chest.

"Caspian?" Peter asked.

Caspian looked up. "I'm alright."

Peter nodded. He held out his free hand, which Caspian took, and rose.

"Which way now?" Edmund asked.

Lucy started through the black Howe.

"Lucy!" Peter called. The three men quickly followed the swift moving Queen into the long abandoned Howe.