"So, did you ever find anyone to teach you how to shoot your bow?" Susan asked as soon as I walked back into the tent.
"No. Peter and I actually got a sword lesson from Oreius. And we had to run a freaking marathon." I sighed as I collapsed on my bed, next to my bow and arrows.
"Did you and Peter talk?" Susan raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah, he knows now." I nodded, waving off any other questions that might come my way.
"What about you two? Where were you?" I changed the subject, much to Susan and Lucy's disappointment.
"We went on a walk in the woods. It was fun." Lucy replied.
"Oh, Susan. I forgot. Oreius said that you and I were supposed to meet him, or someone, at the training field, for an archery course. Tomorrow afternoon, I think." I said.
"Ok." Susan smiled.
"Oh, Sam! Guess what?" Lucy suddenly exclaimed. She must've forgotten something too, and had just now remembered.
"What?" I had no idea what could make this little girl so joyful.
"Aslan wants to have dinner with us tonight! Isn't that wonderful?" Lucy grinned.
"Yeah." I smiled.
"We'd better get cleaned up. Phoebus said we were to meet outside His tent in an hour, and she told us that about forty-five minutes ago." Susan said. I nodded, taking off my swords and laying them next to my bow and arrows on the bed. Susan had done the same on her bed with her horn and bow. Lucy's dagger and Fire-Flower juice lay in a neat pile on the floor.
As Susan and Lucy walked out, I reached into my pair of jeans, which were lying on the floor, and pulled out a penny. I turned it over, and saw the date: 1997. Perfect. I thought, and slipped the coin in one of my sandals, making sure the penny wouldn't fall out.
I scurried to catch up with Susan and Lucy, and we all walked outside the tent, where Phoebus had left a pitcher of water. Susan picked it up, and told Lucy to hold out her hands. Susan poured the water over her sister's hands, the young girl rubbing them to clean away the dirt and splashing some of the water on her face. I was next, and then I poured the water for Susan.
"Your Majesties. Patronus." We looked up to see the young male Elf that had led Peter to his tent.
"Yes?" Susan asked.
"If you'd follow me, please." He motioned and began to walk away. As we passed Peter's tent, the High King emerged, straightening his jerkin, and scampered to catch up with the four of us.
"Hello, Peter." Lucy smiled up at her big brother as we walked on.
"Hey, Lu." Peter ruffled Lucy's hair, causing her to giggle.
"Do you know where we're going?" Lucy asked, eager to be able to share the news with someone else.
"No. Where?" Peter winked at me over Lucy's head, and I smiled.
"We get to eat dinner with Aslan!" Lucy's eyes were glowing, as she continued skipping alongside next to us.
"Wow. Really?" Peter pretended to be shocked.
"Yes." Lucy nodded.
"That's wonderful." Peter sounded genuinely happy.
"It is." Lucy agreed, before scurrying over to walk beside Susan.
I smiled at Peter, and he shrugged back as if to say 'Why not humor her?' Everything this guy did just made me fall in love with him even more.
