Hey, everybody! Happy New Year! I'm back with a new chapter and I hoped that you enjoy it! This one is the longest one yet and it has almost everything in it! I hope you enjoy!

(Diamond's P.O.V)

To say that I was in love at first sight was a huge understatement. The second I stepped out of that tent with Aslan and my eyes fell on my betrothed I was head over heels immediately. The way the sun fell upon his golden hair and the way his blue eyes bore into mine set my heart on fire. I also grew respect and admiration for him when he took the blame for his brother being captured. I nearly couldn't believe that this was the man that I was supposed to marry. It was only when Aslan called Duchess Edelina over to escort the girls, Susan and Lucy, to the tent that they would be staying in that I came out of my trance. the sisters' was smaller than mine and Aslan's, but it was close in proximity. I felt Aslan look at me and when I looked back, his eyes shifted to Peter. I straightened my posture and stepped closer to him. But he was the one who spoke first. "My L-lady," he began. I thought it was cute how he stuttered. "I-it's truly an h-honor to finally m-meet you." Then he took my right his left hand and kissed it. Just like a Prince. I wondered how he knew what hand to use. Perhaps he had a Queen where he was from.

"The pleasure is all mine, Peter," I responded and I could see his knees shake a little as I spoke. I hoped that was a good thing. "It is wonderful to meet you as well." He stood up and looked into my eyes once more. Neither of us dared to break away. The sparks were flying everywhere. It was only when Orieus came to escort Peter to his tent that we finally broke away from each other. Barely.

"Shall I see you again soon, Princess Diamond?" he asked with a voice full of hope.

"Of course, Peter," I smiled back at him, seeing his knees shake again. Now I was convinced that it was my voice making them do that. "No time would be short enough." I noticed how his smile grew even wider.

"Till then," he said, kissing my hand again, a blush forming on his face. I smiled and blushed slightly as well. We brushed our fingers together until our arms could stretch no further. I held my hand in front of me and looked at it with a dreamy sigh escaping my lips.

"I have a feeling that that encounter went well, Diamond," said Aslan walking to stand beside me.

"Yes," I said back, staring at Peter. "I think I'm in love." Aslan chuckled from beside me.

"Love is a very powerful emotion, dear one," Aslan advised. "Do not ever be afraid to embrace it and let others know how much you love them." I nodded.

"I don't think I'll have a problem with that," I smiled. Then, I saw Lucy and Susan emerge from their tent. They were dressed plainly, but elegantly.

"Go to them, my child," said Aslan. "Spend time with them and get to know them better." I nodded again, and Aslan went off in the direction Peter went. I saw the younger girl (I was still unsure who was who) tug on the sleeve on the older and point in the direction of the river. Then I saw Peter emerge from his tent in a very handsome brown tunic and blue shirt. His sword hung at his belt, like mine. Before I decided to go with the sisters, I silently followed Peter and Aslan up the other side of the bluff, careful to not catch my cape on anything. Peter walked ahead of Aslan a bit and turned before looking out over the valley. I stayed below, but high enough to see Cair Paravel in the distance. I caught their conversation.

"That is Cair Paravel," Aslan explained. I knew that this would be the same conversation he had with me when we first arrived here. "The castle of the five thrones. One of which you will sit, Peter. As High King." I blushed. Peter would be my King. When the boy didn't respond, Aslan spoke again. "Do you doubt the prophecy?" I knew what was going through my fianceƩ's mind.

"No," he said. "That's just it." My words exactly. "Aslan, I'm not who you think I am."

"Peter Pevensie, formerly of Finchley," Aslan replied. "Beaver also mentioned that you planned on turning him into a hat." They shared a laugh and I bit back a giggle. "Peter," Aslan continued, his tone turning serious. "There is a Deep Magic more powerful than any of us that rules over all of Narnia. It defines right from wrong and governs all our destinies. Yours and mine." Aslan had taught me about the Deep Magic when I was very young, although he always said that he hasn't told me everything.

"But I couldn't even protect my own family!" Peter exclaimed.

"You've brought them safely this far," Aslan pointed out.

"Not all of them." sighed Peter.

"Peter," said Aslan. " I will do whatever I can to help your brother, but I need you to consider what I ask of you. You also have a new person to protect."

"Diamond," Peter replied. I loved the way he said my name.

'Yes," agreed Aslan.

"I'll protect her," he said.

"Good," Aslan praised. "I too want my daughter safe." I nearly teared up. I had heard Aslan refer to me by many names, but that was the first time I had ever heard him refer to me as his daughter. I smiled but then decided to go back down before I started shedding tears. Climbing back down the bluff and reaching the tent, I saw Susan and Lucy heading further into the woods.

"Susan! Lucy!" I called, making the sisters turn to me.

"Princess Diamond!" the younger one smiled at me before dropping into a small curtsy. The older one followed.

"Hello, Your Highness," she said.

"Oh, if you please," I said, telling them to rise with my hand. "There's no need for formalities. Just call me Diamond." They both rose and smiled. "I was wondering if I may accompany you. I thought it would be good if I got to know my future sisters-in-law better."

"Oh, can she come with us, Susan? Pleeeease?" pleaded the younger one, who I knew for certain now was Lucy. Her sister looked at her, then me, and back again.

"Of course. We are going to be family soon, after all." she smiled. Lucy grinned and bounced over to me before taking my hand. She led me over to Susan. Both of the sisters were very beautiful. Lucy radiated light and a sunrise kind of beauty. Susan held a quiet, elegant charm that was equal parts delicate and strong. I noticed that I was taller than her by a good few inches. Aslan told me that mother was from a now-destroyed world called Charn. The citizens who used to live there were part giant, so that explained my height for a female. I was a few inches shorter than Peter though. Susan took my other hand and together we walked down to the river.

Lucy asked me several questions about my life with Aslan and what it was like being a Princess. I giggled and answered them all honestly. I told them of how my father brought me to Aslan just a few days after I was born. I told them how I was raised and what Aslan had taught me along the way. I left out the part about the White Witch being my mother. I wanted to wait until all of the siblings were present. I told Lucy what I had learned both from my people and Duchess Edelina. Then I told them about the meaning of the prophecy and that they were to be Queens. They both seemed excited although I noticed Susan looked a little doubtful and worried. Then Susan asked me what I thought of Peter. I tried to form a coherent sentence, but no matter how hard I tried, all I could do was blush and stammer and smile. The two sisters smiled and teased me a little. I was already beginning to like them. Then we reached the river. "Oh, it's wonderful!" Lucy exclaimed rushing toward the river. She took off her shoes and waded in up to her toes. "It feels wonderful, too!" she laughed. Susan went to join her on the bank. I did too.

I wound flowers through the sister's hair, and Susan did the same to mine. After she was through, I looked for a good spot to put my crown. Finding a nice smooth rock next to a nearby tree. I started to walk back to the bank when I heard their conversation. "Look at us, Lucy," Susan said. "We haven't dressed like this since before the war." So there was a war going on where they were from, too.

"We should bring some of them back!" Lucy said. "A whole trunk full!" That startled me. Were they really going home? Abandon Narnia in a time of great need, especially when the prophecy was about to come true?

"If we ever get back," Susan said in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry I'm like that." she apologized. I felt that this was a good time to interject.

"Just like sisters," I said walking up to them. "Always chattering away."

"I was just reminding Lucy of all the fun we used to have in the summer," Susan said. "Remember, Lu?" I decided to play along, asking them what they did. Lucy said that they used to holiday near the ocean and play in the waves with their brothers. My mind flashed to an image of Peter shirtless before I erased it and blushed for about the tenth time that day.

"But that was before you got boring," she said to Susan. I laughed.

"Oh really?" she smirked, slowly backing up to the bank. Then quick as a flash, she splashed her little sister, throwing splotches over her blue dress, a shade that was just darker than my own. Then Lucy turned and splashed her, earning a shrill laugh. Susan returned the favor again, but instead of it hitting Lucy, it hit me instead. I tensed my face up and closed my eyes. There was silence. "Oh, Diamond, I'm sorry. I-" I didn't give her time to finish as I splashed her back. We all laughed and then ensued in a small battle there in the shallows. We were having so much fun that I was completely startled when I heard a familiar sound behind me. Susan and Lucy stopped splashing and gasped. I looked over my shoulder and saw that a small section of the bank was covered in ice. I had a surge of slight fear. I had lost control of powers for a moment. I looked at the sisters and they were staring at me in shock. "Where did that just come from?" Susan asked.

"I...I-I," I couldn't speak.

"You're magic!?" Lucy whispered. I smiled.

"Yes, Lucy, I am," I said. "When I was born, Aslan gave me power and control over ice and snow."

"Then why couldn't you take away the winter yourself?" Susan asked. "If you have wintry powers, it's the most logical thing to do." I noticed how Lucy rolled her eyes at the word 'logic'.

"It doesn't work that way," I explained. "The winter would exist until you and your brothers came to Narnia. There was nothing I could've done." They both nodded in understanding.

"We should be heading back," Susan said as she walked up the bank. Lucy and I followed. Susan took a sheet that was drying off a branch; only to reveal the snarling form of a wolf.

My mother's wolves.

They had found us.

The sisters screamed while I readied myself to fight. I summoned my powers but held them back until they were needed. "Please don't try to run." snarled the head wolf. There was another with him. "We're tired and would prefer to kill you quickly." The barked and growled at us. Susan looked over and something caught her eye. Then she threw the towel in his face while I put a frost over it to make it stiff. Then I froze the second wolf's paws to the ground while Lucy scrambled up a tree and Susan ran to where her bow and quiver lay. She picked up a horn and blew into it, sending one clear blast ringing throughout the valley. Susan climbed into the tree too and beckoned me to follow. I did and sat in the branches among them. The wolves quickly broke free of their traps and tried to leap up to grab our heels and yank us out of the tree. Suddenly we heard splashing sounds running across the small river.

"GET BACK!" shouted a voice. We looked up and there was Peter, charging to us with sword at the ready. He stopped at the foot of the tree with his weapon pointed at the creatures.

"Come on!" challenged the head wolf as both he and his companion circled him. "We've already been through this before. We both know you haven't got it in you!" They were wronger than wrong on that one.

"Watch out, Peter!" Susan shouted. The wolves continued circling him. Then a mighty roar was heard. Aslan came out of nowhere and pinned the second wolf down. Some members of the army, including Oreius, came after him.

"Lay your weapons," Aslan commanded. "This is Peter's battle."

"You may think you're a King," continued the wolf. Peter's eyes held such determination. I blushed again. "But now you're going to die...LIKE A DOG!" The wolf pounced right on top of Peter and a groan came from him. We all screamed and the sisters jumped out of the tree and to their brother's side. They pushed the now dead wolf out of the way and helped Peter up. He was breathing heavily but embraced them tightly. They let him go to help him stand up. He looked at me and it was then I realized that I was still in the tree. I sighed in relief, dropped down to the ground, and ran to Peter. Aslan let the other wolf go and he ran off.

"After him," he commanded Orieus. "He'll lead you to Edmund." So that was their other brother's name. The small gathering of soldiers ran in the direction of the wolf.

"Oh, Peter, darling!" I exclaimed as we gathered each other in our arms. He squeezed me tightly and spun me around. Forget royal protocol. Forget the fact that we barely knew each other.

"I was so worried about you and my sisters," he said.

"As was I," I replied. We held each other for a little while longer.

"Peter," Aslan said. "Clean your sword." Peter let go of me and wiped his blade on the grass. Aslan walked over to him as he kneeled before him and placed a paw on his shoulder. "Rise," Aslan said after blessing him. "As Sir Peter Wolfsbane. Knight of Narnia." He sheathed his sword and took my hand, smiling at me. His sisters looked on in astonishment. I blushed even further. Not at the fact that he grabbed my hand, but at the new name Aslan gave him. It meant something greater than just the majestic sound of it.

Aslan did that on purpose.

Wolfsbane.

That was my last name. The name of my father.

Peter and I had the same last name.

"The danger has passed," Aslan said. "You may now return to camp if you wish." Then he walked away back to camp. Susan and Lucy looked at him, then Peter and I and followed Aslan back across the river.

"Would you care to accompany me on a walk, Sir Peter?" I giggled, slipping my arm through his.

"I would love to, Princess Diamond," he smiled back.

After I picked up my crown and put it back on, we took to the path. The walk was quiet and peaceful; in the forest anyway. The only sound was the occasional bird chirp. I learned that we had almost everything in common. Peter told me the story of how he and his siblings entered Narnia. It seemed very fitting that little Lucy discovered it first. He told me of their world, a place called England, and what it was like. It seemed very interesting and rich in history. I told him about my past, too. I still left out the part about my mother. But I did show him my powers and what I could do. He was just as speechless as his sisters.

"I like it," he said. "I think they're beautiful." I smiled. No one had ever called them beautiful.

"Thank you," I said. "I must say that hearing someone say that is a first."

"Are most scared of your powers?" he asked.

"I have yet to meet someone who is," I replied as we sat down on a huge tree that had fallen over. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear out of nervousness. He was just so handsome. "Soooo...," I started slowly. "W-what do you think of Narnia?" Now I was stuttering.

"There are no words I can use to describe it. It's amazing and absolutely beautiful." I nodded and looked off into the forest. I agreed with him of course. I was about to say something, but then he took my hand in both of his. "And there are no words I can use to describe you," I widened my eyes. "You are just like Narnia. Amazing. You're kind, smart, powerful, and most of all; you are the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen." He touched my face.

"I feel the same way about you, Peter," I sighed. "You stole my heart the moment that I saw you."

"I know we just met, but I have to say it," he continued. "Princess Diamond of Narnia, I love you." I smiled so wide I thought my lips would split. Then, I placed my hands on his neck to yank him down to my level and kissed him. It wasn't necessarily the most graceful kiss in the world, but I didn't care one bit. His lips fit perfectly against mine and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I finally broke away from him after a few more blissful moments.

"Sir Peter Wolfsbane of Narnia," I whispered. "I love you, too." He wasted no time after that. He pulled me in by my hips and kissed me again, this time placing his tongue in my mouth. It was surprising, but I reciprocated nonetheless. Our lips molded in a perfect rhythm and my skin was warm with ecstasy, a very different feeling, but I loved it. The kiss became more loving and amazing until Peter broke it.

"Diamond, Diamond," he breathed heavily. He took my hand and got off the log slightly. I started to mentally question what he was doing.

But then...

He got down on one knee.

"Please," he continued. "Don't be with me because you have to; be with me because you want to." Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a black box and opened it in front of me to reveal the most beautiful ring that I had ever seen. The band had a swirl pattern that was accented with bright light blue diamonds like my royal ring all the way around. At the top was a princess cut pure white diamond. I was almost blinded by it because it was so bright, but then I took a closer look at it and saw that there were dozens more white diamonds that surrounded it. And then I saw that were metal accents on top of the ring that branched out. The entire design of the ring looked exactly like a six-pointed snowflake.

"Oh, Peter," I gasped, bringing my free hand to my mouth.

"Will you grant me this honor?" he said. "Princess Diamond of Narnia, will you marry me?" I felt tears prick my eyes as I nodded. I knew this was going to happen, but I never dreamed that it'd be like this.

"Yes!" I whispered through the tears. Peter slipped the ring on my finger; a perfect fit. He took my hands in his and pulled me up with him where our lips met in another perfect kiss full of love and happiness.

"I'm so happy," Peter said when we finally pulled apart and he rested his forehead against mine. "I love you so much." I beamed.

"I love you, too, Peter," I whispered before pulling back and taking his hand. "Come," I said. "Let's go make the announcement."

"I'd love to," he said, pecking my lips. Hand in hand, we walked back to the camp, both happy and both in love.

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We made it back to camp, still holding hands. We didn't see Aslan immediately as I thought we were going to, but after looking around for a minute I spotted him over on a large rock with a boy.

Edmund. They found him. I squeezed Peter's hand and pointed. He looked over and breathed a sigh of relief. Susan and Lucy then came out of their tent and they quickly spotted us holding hands. They ran up to us after sharing a smile.

"Did you-?" Lucy began to ask Peter.

"I did," Peter smiling.

"Let's see it!" Susan said. "Let's see the ring!" I held my hand out to them and they both gasped.

"Diamond, it's beautiful," Lucy said in awe.

"Thank you," I smiled. "But I think that there's something you'd want to see more." I gestured with my arm towards Aslan and the small girl lit up in delight.

"Edmund!" she gasped. She tried to run to him but was stopped by her brother. Edmund and Aslan both looked over at us and the boy hung his head in shame. Aslan nodded at him and he slowly clambered his way down the rock. I laced my arm with Peter's as he and Aslan got closer. When they reached us, he bowed low, facing me, but he didn't look any of us in the eye.

"What's done is done," spoke Aslan solemnly. "There is no need to speak to Edmund about what has passed." And then he turned away.

"Hello," the boy spoke in a voice full of regret. Then Lucy ran to him and threw her arms around his torso. He embraced her back tightly before Susan hugged him, too. Peter's face was stony, but his eyes held a smile. Then, Edmund looked down at his feet and shuffled towards me. He bowed again. "Forgive me, Princess Diamond," he said.

"You already have been," I smiled. "It's wonderful to finally meet you, Edmund."

"Are you alright?" Susan asked.

"I'm a little tired," he murmured whilst turning towards his sister.

"Get some sleep," Peter finally said. His little brother nodded and walked by us with his head down. "Edmund?" Peter called. "Try not to wander off." he smiled. His brother went into Peter's tent to rest.

After Edmund woke up, a small meal was prepared for us. Susan, Lucy, and Edmund were eating, Peter was leaning against a rock thinking, and I sat amongst a group of Narnian females whom I showed my ring to. Yet, I caught their conversation. "I hope Narnia doesn't run out of toast, Ed," Lucy giggled at her brother who was eating fast and dare I say loudly. I laughed a little.

"Make sure to pack some for the journey back," Peter said from the rock. Wait, what? Were they all...leaving?

"We're going home?" Susan said in disbelief and with a little bit of sadness. I sensed that she was beginning to like it here.

"You are," Peter said and my heart lifted and sunk a little bit at the same time. "I promised Mum that I'd keep you three safe." He left the rock and joined his siblings. "But that doesn't mean that I can't stay behind and help," he shrugged. Then he whispered, but I could still hear it, "And besides, I'm kind of in a situation that I can't get out of."

"I heard that!" I shouted.

"Sorry, love!" he replied. I shook my head with a smile and his siblings giggled.

"Excuse me," I said to the women and walked over to join them.

"They need us, Peter," Lucy was saying as I sat down. Peter wrapped his arm around my waist. "All four of us."

"Lucy it's too dangerous," Peter pressed on. "You almost drowned! Edmund was almost killed!" He had told me everything.

"Which is why we have to stay," Edmund said, balling his hand into a fist. "I've seen what the White Witch can do and I've helped her do it. We can't leave these people behind to suffer for it!" That sounded incredibly mature coming from a boy of his age. I took a deep breath. Now was the time.

'There's something I've been meaning to tell you four. Unless you already know, Edmund." He nodded. He did know.

"What is it, Diamond?" Susan asked.

"It's about the White Witch," I started hesitantly. Their eyes urged me to go on. "About why she's starting this whole battle in the first place. About why she wants me so badly."

"Why?" Lucy asked. "Your power?" I shook my head.

"No," I said. "It...it...it's because I'm her daughter," The siblings' eyes, except for Edmund's widened. "My father escaped with me right after I was born and delivered me to Aslan. Right before my mother killed him. Now, we have to stop her from killing anybody else. And I can tell it won't be long before we all meet her." Peter's hold tightened on me. I looked over my shoulder to see the growing mass of gray clouds. She was coming

"Well that's it then," Susan said, standing up and walking away.

"Where are you going, Susan?" asked Peter. She walked over to her tent and picked up her bow and quiver.

"To get in some practice," she smirked before walking away. Lucy then leaped up and grabbed a dagger before following her older sister. I cocked my head. Should a small child like Lucy have a weapon like that? Then, I got an idea. I walked into my tent and grabbed my sword.

"Peter! Edmund!" I called causing the boys to look up. "I think I just found two new soldiers to train." The brothers looked at me and grinned. They were in.

I saddled up Crystal and gave Peter and Edmund their own horse. They knew how to ride already, so that was a plus. I gave Ed a brow talking horse named Phillip, to which he was quite surprised that I could talk, and I gave Peter a grand white stallion named Cloud. We rode to the training fields in just enough time to see Lucy throw a perfect bullseye in a target with her dagger. Ok, she could handle herself with it. Peter, Edmund, and I took to a gallop across the field passed them. I had told them on the way how to fight on horseback. I slowed Crystal to a halt while the boys began to fight. "Come on, Ed! Swordpoint up!" said Peter. "Like Diamond showed us."

"En guard!" Ed said, defending a blow from his brother.

"Good," I said. Peter then slung his sword over his brother's, causing it to go somewhat limp in Ed's grasp.

"You're getting good, Peter," I said.

"That's not all he can get good at," Ed snickered. Peter's face turned as red as a tomato. Then Ed took his sword and knocked Peter's clean from his grasp and up in the air, where I then caught it.

"Ha!" Ed shouted in triumph. "I win!" Peter didn't look at me, obviously embarrassed that he lost to his little brother in front of me.

"Distraction can be a powerful ally," I said, throwing Peter's sword back to him, where he caught it. "But it can also be a dangerous enemy. Learn to use it to your advantage as well as learning how to ignore it." The boys both nodded. Suddenly, a cry came from the other end of the field.

"Pevensies!" it said. It was Mr. Beaver. He looked worried. "The Witch has demanded a meeting with Aslan! She's here!" he exclaimed. I looked up, and the clouds were all gray. Peter and Ed looked worried, as did Susan and Lucy. "And she's requesting to finally meet you, Your Majesty," he added, bowing to me. I looked over at my friends.

"Tell him we're on our way." The animal nodded and scurried away. "I always knew this day would come. But I didn't know it'd be today."

"We'll be right there with you, darling," Peter said. I nodded in thanks before turning Crystal around. The boys helped the girls onto their horses and galloped after me.

There was no way that this could end well.

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"All hail the Queen of Narnia! Empress of the Lone Islands!"

I stood on the right side of Aslan in the most authoritative stance I could get myself into. I held my chin up and turned my eyes cold. One hand rested in Aslan's mane and the other I unconsciously put on the handle of my sword. Aslan looked at me and shook his head. "We want this to be as peaceful as peaceful as possible, Diamond," he said. I nodded and dropped my hand. Finally, I saw my mother for the first time. She looked exactly as she did in my dream, except her hair was piled high in a bun and she was wearing a sleeveless white gown. It dawned on me how much I actually looked like her, although Aslan always insisted that I was the mirror image of my father. She was riding in an iron chair carried by four cyclopses. Aslan straightened up and so did I. She looked at Edmund for a few seconds before turning her eyes on me. The cyclopses set the chair down and my mother stood, her eyes never leaving mine as she approached us. When she finally stopped, she smiled.

"Diamond, dear," she said in the same way that she said it in my dream. I didn't run to embrace her this time, though.

"Hello, Mother," I said unemotionally. "We meet at last."

"You look so much like me," she said. "I've come to take you home. There's no need for this war. Come with me, and we can leave this conflict in peace."

"I am home, Mother," I said defiantly. "This is where I belong. With my friends and my people." I tightened my grip on Aslan's mane and looked at him as he did at me. "And with my father." Then she looked at him.

"You have traitors in your midst, Aslan," she said.

"His offense was not against you," he replied nodding his head in Ed's direction. "And, she," he looked at me, "was merely an infant. She had no control over her situation."

"Have you forgotten the laws upon which Narnia was built?" asked my mother.

"Do not cite the Deep Magic to me, Witch!" Aslan snarled. "I was there when it was written."

"Then you'll remember well that every traitor belongs to me." Edmund looked at me worriedly. "His blood is my property and her blood is my own." Then a metal sound reached the air.

"Try and take them, then!" Peter said bravely. Others unsheathed their swords with him. I made a mental note to give them a hug for that later. He looked so handsome when he put on a brave face, too. Mother's eyes flashed to me and saw the ring on my finger shining through Aslan's mane.

"Do you really mere force will deny me my rights to my daughter and prisoner?" my mother said back coldly. "Son-in-law," Peter looked down. That cut. "Aslan knows that I unless I have blood as the law demands," her voice then rose, "all of Narnia will be overturned and perish in fire and water!" She pointed at Edmund as a collective gasp went up. "That boy will die on the Stone Table! As is tradition." Peter, Susan, and Lucy looked really terrified now. They didn't want to lose their brother and I didn't want to lose my future brother-in-law. Ed himself was pale as a ghost like he might faint. "You dare not refuse me," Mother finished.

"Enough," said Aslan calmly. "I shall talk with you alone." My mother hesitated before walking further. Aslan turned back towards the tent and I started to follow, but he stopped me. "No, dear one," he said. "I'm afraid this matter between your mother and me is one that you cannot take part in." I wanted to protest, but I knew better, so instead, I nodded and stepped back. My mother followed Aslan almost all the way into the tent before pausing and letting her eyes linger on me. I breathed a heavy breath out of my nose and shook my head before walking away to join Peter and his siblings. He greeted me with a kiss.

"That was very brave, my love," he said.

"Thank you, Peter," I replied, pulling him into a short hug. "I think I need to sit down."

"I second that," Edmund agreed, flopping into the grass beside me. The others sat down with us. Peter held my hand as put my head on his shoulder.

I felt like we had waited for hours, although in reality, I'm sure that it was only a half hour at most. We all stood up when we heard the tent flap rustle and saw my mother step out. She cast another long look at Edmund and me. She was soon followed out of the tent by Aslan, who looked strong as ever, but also sad. I ran to him, cape dragging, and resumed my place beside him. "Shall I announce it, Aslan?" I asked. He nodded and tilted his head up to whisper the verdict in my ear. I was overjoyed but kept my face blank. "My mother has renounced her claim on the Son of Adam's blood!" A great cheer arose from the camp. Peter, Susan, and Lucy all embraced their brother at once.

"How do I know your promise will be kept?" my mother challenged. What promise? What did Aslan do? I didn't have time to ask. He let out a roar, and, deciding to help him, I shot my hand out and sent out a layer of ice. My mother slipped on it and sat back down in her seat, her eyes holding fear. I lowered my hand slowly as another cheer sounded, finally allowing a smile to make its way onto my face. Edmund's siblings hugged him again as the cyclopses picked up my mother chair and carried her away.

"Isn't this wonderful, Aslan?" I asked him. He turned and smiled at me, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Yes, Diamond," he agreed. "Very." Then he turned away with his head hung low and walked back into our tent. I watched him with careful eyes. Something was off. Not right.

And whatever it was, it couldn't be anything good.

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So yeah, I know it's not the best way to end this chapter, but I hoped you liked it anyway! Please review!

XOXO -Blue