"So, what is the size of your army Arvad?" Peter asked casually, as Arvad showed his soon-to-be family the castle Amber would be living in.
"We have a very small one. We own the whole island. We have decent sized navy though. I understand if you are disappointed in my military." Arvad looked away at that moment. Amber glared at her father as she clung to Arvad's arm.
"No, I was just curious. I hear that you are a peaceful nation."
"People just seem to leave us alone. I hope that it will continue. Though, that might change now that I am taking your daughter as my wife. I have heard that you Narnians get into plenty of fights, and seeing as how we will be allies…"
"And Amber being hot headed…" Steve threw in.
"I'll call if and only if I need you. I won't put you in any avoidable danger."
"That's enough talk about fighting and war. We are here for a wedding. Now, what will your dress look like?" Susan asked as she took Amber away from the group.
"Tell me. Is my cousin marring you just because she can't reach your nose?"