Weird chapter, but oh well

What was Written on the Tombs of Tashbaan

"If you please sir, what purpose do we have?" Rachel asked timidly

"You my dear, are the lost Princess of Calormen" Aslan said slowly

"The lost princess?" Rachel said, some spite in her voice unintentionally

"Thats something for after the festivities," Aslan told her quietly, "Let the celebrations begin"

The newly re-crowned royalty, and their friends, danced with the rest of the creatures well in to the night. Finally, the fauns were obliged to play lullabys to put the young ones to bed. Lucy was asleep in no time, and, though try as he might to resist it, Edmund too, succumbed to sleep. Some other creatures help the youngest Pevensies to their rooms, but Susan and Peter stayed awake, waiting for something to happen. As if on cue, Aslan appeared next to Peter

"Come Peter, not you Susan, I must talk to your brother alone. See that the other Son of Adam and Daughter of Eve find their rooms" Susan nodded and moved away

"What is happening to Narnia, Aslan?" Peter asked, as soon as they were alone

"To many things Peter, to many things. I must explain them to you very quickly, the alliances of the driads are ever changing. You see Peter, as you probably have figure, the Witch is back. Shes smarter this time. She is currently above Ettinsmoor, in the Wild Lands of the North. She figured that if she couldn't make it winter here, she would use a place where it is already winter. As soon as I saw her awaken a second time in Charn, I knew what was happening. There is something that I did not tell the other animals. You see, one side of the arch tells of the world the way it was suppose to be. However, the other side of the arch tell of the world the second time. I didn't tell them, because I didn't want to get their hopes up like last time. You see, I told them that you were to come last time, but you never did. Anyways, The second side of the arch is very vague. It tells of the second prophecy. I went searching for the second prophecy, and I found it on the Lone Islands" Aslan paused

"What was the second prophecy?" Peter asked

"It went like this, The world shall keep spinning until good conquers night,

Adams flesh and Adams bone shall shall led us to light,

But not four as before, not enough power do I see,

But six shall unite, countries one instead of three"

"So the prophecy, it refers to us. Me, Lucy, Edmund, and Susan. But it also refers to Emmet and Rachel?"

"Quite so. How else did they get through that wardrobe?" Aslan asked

"So when the prophecy was, 'countries as one instead of three', they mean that Narnia shall join with two other countries to overpower the witch?"

"Exactly. Now I went far and listened, and Calormen and Archenland are both without rulers. They don't fully understand why the world is repeating, but they do understand that it was because of a mistake. They aren't putting anyone in power for fear of making another mistake"

"So Rachel and Emmet..."

"As I said, I went and listened, and I heard that there used to be an inscription on the tombs at Tashbaan, before the witch destroyed it in one of her rampages, that said that a Princess was lost many years ago. She was sent to your world when Narnia was still young. I am unsure of the exact details, but your friend Rachel fits the description. I found similar information at Terabinthia about a ruler form another world. Emmet fits into that as well"

"How do you know that Rachel is the princess?"

"The inscription read, Many years ago in Calormen,

A baby was stolen away

She went to another world

But she'll return someday

An uniter of countries, and kind ruler as well

for a great ruler she'll become

with hair of night and eyes of stars

good justice shall be done

I then found out that Emmet had to be the future ruler of Archenland. Don't ask me any thing else about that topic. I know more than it is possible for anyone else to know. If I explained everything to you, I would be as good as a regular old house cat. Anyways, you should start immediately"

"So what are we to do?"

"Well I suggest placing Rachel and Emmet in power, and then getting aid from the giants at Ettinsmoor. They can be dangerous though, so I suggest visiting the Dancing Lawn, to first seek help from the driads. But remember, that is only a suggestion. Oh one last suggestion, tell Rachel this soon. A quick start is always good" With a smile, Aslan turned to go

"Aslan, why did the horn sound?" Peter was still confused by this, for there was no immediate danger to be summoned to

"Oh, " Aslan chuckled, "The beavers thought that you were taking to long to get here, so I gave them permition to try and contact you. They found the horn" With that, Aslan disappeared into the thick trees. Peter stood staring at the spot where Aslan had last stood. Peters mind was laughing at the beavers antics, but his thoughts soon turned serious. Lead Narnia to victory? Peter wasn't sure if he could do it. He had been in England for so long he was out of practice in the ways of ruling a country. Though Peter doubted his ability in these affairs, he knew he had no choice. Aslan had spoken and gone. That ment that the wheels had been set in motion, Peter couldn't turn back now.

Why are you pacing?" Rachel leaned against Peters stone door frame, her sky-blue water-like night gown flowing around her legs like a scarf in the wind

Peter looked up, startled, "Well I'm out of practice being a king. I'm not sure that I can do what he has asked of me" Peter sat down on the four poster bed and placed his head in his hands

"Peter, if you did all those things you did in your stories, then I know you can do this. I'll be behind you the entire time" Rachel came and sat next to him

"Rachel, were you adopted?" Peter turned to face her

"Why, yes. How do you know?"

"I guessed. You see there was an inscription on the tombs of Tashbaan that said a girl, who looked exactly like you, was taken from this world, to our world. Aslan says that you are that girl. Emmet fulfills some other description as well, but that is besides the point. The point is, you are of Calormen, not England. You are their lost princess. Thats why you were able to hear the horn, and were able to get through the wardrobe. You special Rachel. Your not here to help me exactly, your here to help your people" Peter looked into her clear eyes, half expecting to see fear there. Instead he found humor

"Will I get a title as well?" Rachel asked, smiling

"I suppose so, why so happy?"

"This is what I've dreamed about since I was a little girl, your highness" Rachel laughed

"If you ever get bored of calling me that, I have other names as well you know" Peter smiled at her

"Oh really? Besides, Peter the Magnificent" Rachel said, mimicking Tumnus

"If you recall the events of this evening, I am called King Peter the Magnificent, High King over all Kings in Narnia, Emperor of the Lone Islands, Lord of Cair Paravel, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion, and Peter Wolfsbane" Peter said proudly

Rachel pushed him off the edge of the bed, "Don't go all high and mighty on me Peter Pevensie" Peter quickly recovered from the unexpected fall, and then began to tickle her

"Ah! The High King should not partake in such frivolity" Rachel cried out, giggling

"And neither should the soon to be Queen of Calormen" Peter said, tickling her harder

"If I didn't know better, I would say that you either are trying to get on my good side for political connections, " Rachel giggled

"Oh, drat you found out my plan" Peter said, falling off the bed again

Peter and Rachel laughed all night as good friends should. For the moment, Peters mind was not set on the tasks that lay ahead

Good chapter is comming