"It was an accident then?" Eustace interrupted.
"No," Jill answered. "He told that page to blow that horn. Rilian, you just wanted to see what would happen."
"That's true I suppose."
"And it's no coincidence that that page is now Sir Alden."
"He deserved some sort of reward for bringing Narnia her queen." Rilian smiled at his wife.
"Stop, you're making me blush!" she giggled. For the first time since their reunion, Eustace smiled.
"And then you two were married," he concluded.
"Oh hardly!" said Jill.
"That took awhile."
"And whose fault was that?"
"Yours," Rilian teased Jill.
"Mine! You were supposed to marry that Princess from Terebinthia – uh Reyla."
"Reyla?" Eustace asked quietly, already aware that he was no longer part of this conversation.
"I wasn't going to marry her, you know that."
"You mean she wasn't going to marry you."
"Well, there is that. But anyway, you kept flirting with all the men at court. And then whatever it was you had against the Lady Larotta..."
"Ancient history!"
"She was jealous," Rilian said to Eustace.
"I was not. I just didn't like the way she was clinging onto you. You're the king, and for all we knew she could be a psycho killer! It certainly wasn't jealousy, it was my love of country that forced me to hate her."
"You were jealous, Pole," said Eustace. They all laughed for several minutes before Jill was able to continue her story.