Author: Hey, thanks again for all the wonderful reviwes, you guys are great. Now, I know there hasn't been much incest, but here is where it starts, so I hope you like it!. I was also thinking of posting a Will/Anna fic, but I dunno, what do you guys think?. Anyways, enjoy and please review!. Thanks.

Once they arrived, the four Pevensies went off to their own separate rooms to prepare for dinner. Aslan awaited them in the dining hall, his mind overcome with doubt. He was surprised to learn of something else stirring in Narnia, that he thought they had already past. He also knew that he had to warn the Pevensies soon, for this could defiantly mean trouble for them all.

He gave a great sigh, when the trumpets sounded, signaling the entrance of the Pevensies. The four of them walked gracefully through the oak doors and into the hall, Peter and Edmund on the left, Susan and Lucy on the right. Aslan smiled as they greeted him with smiles, and sat at their respective spots at the great table. Aslan blinked, everything began to slow as he watched the family converse at the table.

The eldest two looked more like the parents, then the family dynamic that they truly were. Aslan could smile just then, by the way the elder two were acting, that could very well happen some day. However, doubt once more settled as his thoughts turned to darker thoughts. Shaking himself to clear his head, he noticed the Pevensies staring at him strangely.

"Are you alright, Aslan?" Susan asked curiously. Aslan looked at the other three, noticing the same curious look. "Yes, Queen Susan, I am fine" Aslan tried to reassure them, giving them a weak smile. "There is no need to worry" he advised. However, they didn't seem to re assured, but decided to let it go anyways.

"Would you join us, Aslan?" Lucy asked suddenly, but noticed the lion's fallen and sad expression. "Not tonight dear Lucy" he said softly before turning and leaving the great hall. The four siblings stared after him, once he was out of sight, they shared their own confused stares. "Do you think something is bothering him?" Susan asked, turning to Peter, who sat across from her.

He gazed at her, his heart pounded as he saw her sad expression. He then turned to Lucy and Edmund, also noticing their own sad expressions. He wished he could do something for them, but he only answered, "I'm sure its nothing serious" he tried to console. "If it were, he'd probably talk to one of us!" he continued, but noticed that Susan's face fell at his answer, along with Lucy and Edmund's.

The rest of the meal was silent, very little conversation was made. All of them didn't dare make eye contact, for fear of suddenly bursting out into tears. It wasn't because of what Peter had said, but the fact that something was troubling the great lion, and thus, it troubled them not to know about it. They felt as if he couldn't tell them because they either couldn't handle it, or he thought they were terrible rulers so far.

Lucy once or twice began a conversation, and Edmund kept it going to some extent. The two younger tried to get their elder siblings to talk, Peter smiled at them briefly, and Susan just nodded in response. Peter even tried to get Susan to speak, but she only looked up sadly into his eyes. He suddenly found his heart seemed to break; he couldn't help it that Edmund and Lucy were so quiet and sad, but the look that Susan just gave him, pierced right through his heart.

It was a pleading look, far away and full of sadness. She looked pretty well near to tears. Peter tried with a smile, but she only averted her gaze back to her meal and began to eat slowly, Peter giving a sigh of defeat. As dinner went on however, Susan and Peter tried to comfort their younger siblings, and they were grateful when they shot them a small smile, knowing that they appreciated what their elder siblings where trying to do.

Finally, dinner had ended, and all four Pevensies went off to find their own little comfort.

Edmund kept in the throne room, he liked to pace in the huge hall and felt that looking upon the thrones of his family helped him remember the power they had, and he began his pacing, racing through his thoughts of what might be disturbing the great lion.

Lucy kept to her room. She sat on her bed, surrounded by the many toys she kept on her bed. She usually used them to feel protected during the night hours, that is until she got used to being in a strange place like Cair Paravel. She cuddled with the toy faun she had beside her smiled into it's artificial fur, remembering her true friend Mr. Tumnus, who still kept up with them in friendship.

Mr. Tumnus was an advisor to the four monarchs, and also a very dear friend to them all. He still lived in his home where Lucy had first came here, but had been away on some unknown business for Aslan. Lucy's thoughts were brought back to the friendly faun and her smile widened as she remembered that he would return tomorrow. Maybe he could tell them what was wrong with Aslan.

Susan decided on the garden, just outside of Cair Paravel. She'd taken out a book she was currently reading, along with a blanket, noticing how cold it gets during the night in Narnia. She walked along through the darkness, like some kind of forgotten ghost, and sat at the swing, that was put up there for Lucy's amusement. She settled herself on the swing, blanket carefully draped across her legs for warmth, having also brought a shawl for her shoulders, and settled down with her book. She became so engrossed in her reading that she didn't notice her older brother watching her intently.