-1(a/n) I'm tired of all the crying and tears and stuff. I'm putting something interesting - bit of humor.

Chapter 14: More noticed

King Peter Pevensie of Narina watched Karen do many adventurous thing. For some odd pleasantry, this amused Peter, every time she tripped, or laughed. He would obviously help out Karen when she fell. This time, it was raining outside, so Peter sat on his "chair" while watching Karen show Lucy how to do ballet.

"Higher, Lucy! You're almost there!"

Peter chuckled. Karen was only 15, and she acted like she was a mother. She was a perfect wife for him.

Karen spotted Peter looking. She laughed, and walked towards him. Peter straightened up, and cleared his throat. "Hello there, King Peter," She joked. Peter laughed.

"You do know you have a battle to fight, tomorrow?" Peter's eyes widened. "Yes, I do. But today, if I die, I am enjoying myself, because I might not be able to tomorrow."

Karen smiled. "Trying to get your mind off it?" Peter sighed. "Okay, I am."

"Kara! Kara! I'm doing it!" Lucy called. Karen gasped. "You did it!" She ran, and picked her up. "Yyyyaaaaaayyyyy!" Lucy yelled out. Peter laughed. "Happy, Princess Katherine?"

Karen gasped. "You haven't used that name for a really long time." Peter shrugged. "Hey, it's your real name."

"I know. But that's the cool part ; I have a whole bunch of names!"

"Name all," Peter dared. "Okay, Katherine, Karen, Kara, Katie, Kate, Kathy, and Katrina."

"Isn't that a name of a storm?" "Yes, but that's still my name."

Peter laughed. "You know, I haven't been this happy since I asked you to marry me."

Susan ran into the throne room, then gasped. "Oh, Peter! Corin needs you! Now! It's about the battle!"

Peter got up, and walked. "Good bye, your highness!" Karen joked again. Peter laughed. "Right back at you!"

Peter walked into the meeting, and everyone's faces were filled with fret. "What is it?" He asked, determined. "The White Witch, she's coming closer. We must set defenses at once!"

Peter nodded. "Go ahead. Tomorrow morning, we will fight back against her. We must defeat her!"

Corin nodded. "Yes, sir." As the creatures left, Peter would sometimes wish he'd never come to Narnia. "Why do I have to become king?" "Because you did." Peter turned sharply. "Karen!" She smiled.

"After tomorrow, you'll wake up, and go back to your world." "What about you?"

"Peter, you know I can't go. I'm not human." "Yes, but -" "Peter, your marrying a pixie. I'm not human. If I go with you, I'll turn back to my true form, and I won't be able to go back into Narnia."

"Yes, but why do I have to go?" Peter questioned. He didn't want to leave her. "Peter, you'll thank me for this. You have to!" "Will I ever see -"

"Sir! The White Witch's Army! They're here! We must fight back!"

Peter's heart jumped. He looked into Karen's eyes. "You'll wake up, alive. I promise."