Kari wasn't unconscious for long and woke up to find herself in the tent she shared with the girls. Susan and Lucy weren't there, so Kari figured it probably involved their brother. Taking her time, she sat up and held her aching head in her hands and tried to process everything running through her mind.

Images of a castle, an old man, a forest, Narnians, the fauns who had adopted her as a young child, a cave, the Beavers' home, and everything that had happened to her in the past seven years flashed through her mind.

When she wasn't dizzy anymore, Kari slowly stood and made her way out of the tent. She looked around, spotting Aslan talking to Edmund on a rocky ledge just off to the side of his tent. Kari saw Peter walk out of the tent he and Ed would be sharing and Kari made her way over to stand next to him and his sisters. Lucy spotted her brother and called out to him.

"Edmund!"

He and Aslan looked at her, then made their way towards they reached where they stood, Aslan looked at the Pevensies. "What's done is done. There is no need to speak to Edmund about what is past."

Susan and Lucy hugged their brother and Peter smiled, glad to have his brother back.

"Get some sleep." he told his brother, watching as Edmund made his way to the tent. "And Edmund..." He waited for his brother to look back at him before he added, "Try not to wander off."

Kari watched as he managed a small smile before disappearing into the tent, then looked to Aslan when he asked how she was feeling. "My head aches, but otherwise I feel fine."

"And what of your memories?"

"There are images, things from my past, but they're just bits and pieces at the moment still." Kari smiled. "It will take time, but if it weren't for you, Aslan, I would never have even gotten this close to remembering who I am and where I come from."

Aslan smiled at that. "Good. Be sure to rest and not push yourself too hard."

"I will, thank you." Kari bowed to him as he turned to head back into his tent.

When Edmund had gotten some rest, Kari and the others all sat down and had a bit to eat. Edmund was scarfing down the toast while Lucy watched.

"Narnia isn't going to run out of toast, Ed."

He smiled back, but then Peter had to ruin the moment by stating that everyone but him would be going back home.

"Peter, you can't leave. We need all of you here. Without you, the prophecy won't come true. It'll take two Sons of Adam and two Daughters of Eve to bring down the White Witch and her army." Kari said, looking up at him.

He came to the table and sat across from her. Susan looked at her brother, puzzled.

"We're going home?"

"You are. I promised Mum I'd keep you three safe. But it doesn't mean I can't stay behind and help."

"But they need us. All four of us."

Peter's energy became irritated and worried. "Lucy, it's too dangerous. You almost drowned! Edmund was almost killed!"

Edmund looked at his plate, then up at the rest of us. "Which is why we have to stay. I've seen what the White Witch can do. And I've helped her do it. And we can't leave these people behind to suffer for it."

Peter relaxed and smiled.

"So, you'll stay and fight with us?" Kari asked, hopefully.

He looked at me. "We'll stay and fight with you."

"Well, I suppose that's it then." Susan said as she stood and grabbed her bow and arrows.

"Where are you going?"

She looked at Peter. "To get in some practice."

Lucy got up and ran to catch up with her sister, while Peter and Edmund went to go and get some of their own practice done. Kari wanted to see what Susan and Lucy were capable of, so she went to the practice field to watch the girls. Susan shot an arrow into the black ring, while Lucy threw her dagger straight into the bulls-eye mark. Peter and Edmund came riding up, swinging at each other with their swords. Peter rode the majestic unicorn, while Edmund rode the brave talking horse, Philip. Kari smiled as she watched the Pevensies training, but it quickly faded when she saw Mr. Beaver came running up, shouting for the two brothers.

Mr. Beaver was breathing heavily and barely managed, "The Witch has demanded a meeting with Aslan. She's on her way here!"

Back at the camp, Ginarrbrik called out to the growing crowd of Narnians. "Jadis, Queen of Narnia! Empress of the Lone Islands!"

The crowd murmured amongst themselves as Jadis approached Aslan.

"You have a traitor in your midst, Aslan."

Everyone looked at Edmund. Aslan tensed.

"His offense was not against you."

Jadis rolled her eyes. "Have you forgotten the laws upon which Narnia was built?"

The great lion growled. "Do not cite the Deep Magic to me, Witch. I was there when it was written."

Jadis was pleased to have upset Aslan, and so she pressed on. "Then you'll remember that very traitor belongs to me. His blood is my property."

Peter drew his sword, as well as many of the others in the crowd. "Try and take him then."

Kari grabbed his free hand. "Peter, no. You can't stop her from doing this. Leave it to Aslan."

He glanced at her briefly, then glared at Jadis. Her minotaur general grunted and stepped forward.

Jadis huffed and sneered at Peter. "Do you really think that mere force will deny me my right... little king?"

Peter tensed and Kari tried to pour some of her energy into him, glad that it worked when she felt him relax- even if it was just a bit.

"Aslan knows that unless I have blood as the law demands, all of Narnia will be overturned and perish in fire and water." Jadis said, then pointed at Edmund. "That boy will die on the Stone Table..." The crowd's murmurs increased. "...As is tradition. You dare not refuse me."

Aslan's anger rushed over Kari, but she was surprised that it didn't affect her this time. She looked at the great lion as he said, "Enough. I shall talk with you alone." before he turned and went into his tent, Jadis following close behind.

It seemed like forever before everyone stood. Jadis walked out and stood by her mobile throne. Aslan padded out after her and looked at the Pevensies.

"She has renounced her claim on the Son of Adam's blood."

The crowd cheered and Jadis stopped. She turned and looked at Aslan as he came to a stand where Oreius had previously stood.

"How do I know your promise will be kept?"

Aslan's anger welled up inside and boiled over. He roared terribly loud and scared Jadis spiteless. She sat down and her Cyclops escorts carried her out of the Aslan's camp. The crowd cheered and applauded, but Kari could sense something horribly wrong with Aslan and she saw Lucy had noticed as well. He turned and slumped into his tent.

Later that night, Susan and Lucy had snuck out of the tent and followed after Aslan as he left the camp amidst the dark of night. Kari didn't know what he was up to, but she knew it wasn't good and just hoped that Susan and Lucy could help him.

Feeling restless, she got up and left the tent- walking to the practice field. She took her staff, hoping she'd remember what little she had been taught before she was found by the beavers. Her pendant danced on her chest as she twirled and moved in sync with her staff. She mimicked attacks, dodges, and parries just as she would face in battle. After a while, though, she sensed someone watching.

"You're very skilled, dearie."

She turned and saw the Beavers sitting in the grass. "I couldn't sleep. There's just so much swirling around in my head."

They looked at each other.

"What?"

Mr. Beaver came forward. "Could you tell us about it? What you remembered?"

Kari nodded and joined them, beginning her recollection and sharing the story of who she was- a princess from another kingdom who was spirited away for her own safety as a young child of four years, then raised by fauns and other Narnians before she fell into the cave that brought her to the Beavers.