They passed the rest of the trip catching up with each other and bringing Lucy up to date with the status of the country. They all enjoyed every moment, glad to be back together. Before they knew it, they were approaching Aldeia. As they approached the Johansen place, they could hear the din of fighting. Mr. Johansen and his sons Raden, Branen, and Teddry were defending their land and their family. Branen was fourteen and Teddry was only twelve, but they did what they could. They were defending the barn were Lucy was sure the rest of the family and Faylen were. The Narnian troops quickly joined the fray. Lucy urged her horse forward to find Faylen with her siblings on her tail. She opened the barn doors and the occupants inside screamed or jumped, expecting it to be the robbers coming to kill them.

"Rayla!" Faylen cried. She ran to hug Lucy. "Did you bring help?"

"You bet I did, would I let you down?" Lucy asked. Faylen smiled at her. She looked past Lucy and saw the other three monarchs. The others behind her were already bowing.

Faylen quickly bowed to them.

"Rise," Peter said.

"Your majesties," Mrs. Johansen started, "we were not expecting you to come yourselves."

"We wanted to come with Lucy," Peter stated simply.

"I am afraid I do not understand, "she replied.

"Peter, I got this," Lucy said. "I got my memory back."

"Rayla, that's wonderful," Faylen exclaimed. "What did you remember?"

"Faylen, my real name is not Rayla."

"I know."

"It is Lucy."

"Just like the lost queen."

"Yes, just like the lost queen. That is because I am that Lucy."

"What are you saying?"

"Faylen, I am the lost queen. I got injured on a mission and lost my memory."

"I...Wow…I do not know what to say," Faylen said, in shock. "Why did your siblings not come for you?"

"They thought that I had been killed."

"I am so happy for you," Faylen said. She hugged Lucy again.

"We are all inviting you to come live in the castle with us," Lucy said.

"Really? Do you mean it?"

"Of course, I would not have it any other way."

"You are a queen. I cannot believe it."

Lucy laughed, but her laugh was interrupted by the flinging open of the barn doors. A robber ran inside. When he saw the people inside, he decided to go down bringing someone with him. He aimed his bow at Faylen and released the arrow. Lucy saw it coming and jumped in front of Faylen to protect her. The arrow imbedded itself in her stomach.

"Lucy!" her siblings screamed. Peter quickly killed the man and they all ran over to Lucy who had slid to the ground.

"No, Lucy," Peter pleaded. "Stay with me."

He looked at the wound and realized that it was quite serious. He looked up desperately at Susan and Edmund. He pulled the arrow out of her.

"Lucy, we cannot lose you. We just got you back," Susan cried. Lucy struggled with something on her belt. She pulled out her cordial.

"I… grabbed it from…my room…before we…left," Lucy struggled. While she was explaining, Edmund had grabbed the bottle and uncorked it. He poured a drop into her mouth and they all held their breath. They knew that it worked, but every time that they had to use it, they feared that it would be the first time that it would fail. Their fear was unnecessary, though, and Lucy quickly started to heal. They all pulled her into a hug.

"This is almost déjà vu," Lucy said thinking back to Edmund at Beruna.

"Do not ever do that to me ever again," Susan said.

"Why would you do that? You could have died; you almost did," Faylen said, crying softly.

"I would do anything for you. I would never let anyone hurt you."

The fight was quickly over. Any thieves that surrendered were arrested and pretty soon they were all on their way back to Cair Paravel. As they rode, Faylen got to know Lucy's siblings. The more they got to know each other, the more they liked each other. Faylen loved living in the castle and was soon a part of the family. Lucy looked around at her family, including Faylen and silently thanked Aslan for looking out for them and bringing Faylen into their lives. He always knows what he is doing.