Lorelei paced nervously in her tent, twisting her locket back and forth. Why was she so nervous? She couldn't' stand this Peter. Him and his rude nicknames. She wouldn't allow herself to admit, however, when her had called her Lore her heart had jumped and her stomach felt funny.

"Why!" she yelled as she threw herself on her bed with a groan. She hadn't ever felt this way and it scared her more than anything. Bearing her head into her pillow she screamed.

"Well I'd ask you if you were getting ready, but I can see you're too busy practicing your retorts to King Peter's comments," an incredibly deep voice chuckled.

Turning around, Lorelei saw her favorite lion.

"Aslan!" Pouncing off her bed, she ran and wrapped her arms around the lion's thick neck and buried her head into his thick, golden mane.

"Where have you been? Wait, never mind. You'll just say you only come when needed. Oh, but how I've MISSED you!"

"Relax young daughter of Eve." Aslan chuckled. "Now tell me about this disagreement you seem to be having with our young Narnian king."

Lorelei told Aslan all about her conflict with Peter in the woods. She was going to leave out the part about his promise, but looking in Aslan's eyes, she knew she could tell him.

"Oh Aslan, I don't want to disrespect the laws of your land, but he is so infuriating. He thinks because he's so golden he can pounce around running things and giving nicknames." Throwing her hands up in exasperation, she just laid her head back on Aslan's mane.

"Enough Lorelei," Aslan said gently. "You will not dwell on this topic anymore at this time. Now get ready and I will see you at the castle." And with a lick on her cheek, he made his way to the entrance of the tent.

"Oh Aslan!" Lorelei yelled. When he turned and stared at her with his wise, golden eyes, she suddenly became shy and nervous.

"I, I was wondering…if you didn't have anything to do tonight, would you like to go swimming at our spot?"

With a nod, he left without so much as a sound.

For the fourth time in a row, Lorelei smoothed her clothing.

"Relax, Kid. You look beautiful. Peter won't even know what hit him." Eli whispered in Lorelei's ear as he adjusted his own red scarf. Queen Lucy's long trusted friend Mr. Tumnus was leading them through the entrance hall of Cair Paravel.

Lorelei was in awe. Her mouth slacked open and she stared at the grand fixtures and elaborate chandeliers on the ceiling. Never in her life had she seen such beautiful decorations in all her life.

"You might wanna close your mouth, kid. King Peter is approaching us and I'm sure you want to make and impression, eh?" Eli chuckled as he tugged one of Lorelei's dark plaits.

Snapping her mouth shut quickly and blushing in embarrassment, she lowered her eyes to the royal king who was coming to greet them. She gasped in amazement.

Peter had been attractive in the forest, but he was simply royal at the moment. It was all she could do not to bow her head.

He was clad in a sea-green velvet tunic with golden stitching on the border. Underneath was a deep yellow leggings and shirt. Upon his golden locks was his crown adorned in rubies.

He was simply magnificent.

Approaching them with a smirk, he grasped Eli's hand firmly and shook it.

"How are ya Eli? Faring well I hope."

"Oh yes, King Peter. Very well. I plan on starting an archery training camp among our novice soldiers."

"Oh really? What a brilliant idea. Queen Susan would love to help out with that."

While the two stood there and talked about the army, Lorelei fidgeted and waited for Peter to notice her. Finally she couldn't take anymore and cleared her throat.

"Ah, Lore, always a delight," Peter mocked as her grabbed her hand and planted a small kiss on her row of knuckles.

Lorelei tried to ignore the way her heart jumped in her throat and her hand burned where his full lips had touched it.

"You're looking simply stunning tonight. I'm not used to seeing you as a girl."

While Lorelei seethed at his comment, Peter actually looked her over. He hadn't been lying. She had her dark hair plaited in thick braids that were twisted with gold ribbons. Her long dark red tunic hung tightly to her thin frame and the curves of her breast. Since she was so short in stature, her tunic brushed her knees. She had on golden leggings that revealed her trim ankles. Her sandals were gold and red.

She was breathtaking.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds in silence. Lorelei seething and Peter smirking.

Growing more uncomfortable with the silence each second, Mr.Tumnus cleared his throat.

"Shall we proceed to the dining room?" he questioned tentatively.

Peter turned to him and smiled.

"Of course my good man. Awfully sorry."

As they all began to follow Mr.Tumnus, Peter reached out his arm for Lorelei to hold on to.

Sniffing delicately, she walked past it without so much as a glance.

Peter chuckled at her feistiness, and followed the group to meet the rest of his family.