Ashlana was awakened by Edmund shaking her gently.
"Come on, Love," He gave her one more good shake. "Up!"
"Ed what is it?" Ashlana strectched. Edmund immedately covered her bare chest with his arm.
"Eustace got us to Ramandu's Island! It was brilliant!" He held up a Narnian Battle dress. "You need to get dressed, but would you let me?"
Ashlana took one look at his deep, hopeful brown eyes, and knew she couldn't resist him.
"Fine," She smiled as his face lit up.
He quickly slid the dress over her head, with it falling to her knees, he turned her around, taking his time lacing it up, and wraping his arms around her waist when he finished.
"Edmund, Promise me something?" Ashlana turned her head to look at him.
"Anything," He placed his chin on her shoulder.
"Don't-don't fall for Ramandu's daughter." She turned around to take his face gently in her hands. "I'm unsure if I can take it."
"Stop." Edmund demanded. He placed his fingers at the begining of the collar and traced a line to the last black jem. "You said this binds us together. And even if it didn't, I wouldn't have done what we did last night if I didn't intend to make it as long term as I possibly can. It signifies that you are mine. And that I'm yours. Forever. You mate for life, my lioness."
She sighed and place her head on his chest, as he pulled her to him tightly to him.
"Let's hope you still feel that way when you meet her." She chuckled darkly. "She's the gaurdian of my Father's table and she's jealous. I've yet to figure that out."
Ashlana pulled away.
"Let's go, shall we?" She asked, then paused, looking as if she was going to be sick. She looked up at Edmund before bolting. He found her leaned over the rail of the Dawn Treader, breathing heavilly, Lucy rubbing her back getly.
"Lu?" Lucy jumped, then turned back to Ashlana as she began throwing up again.
"Ash, I think maybe you should stay..." Lucy trailed off.
"No, no I'm fine, I'm just-" She cut herself off as she vomited again.
"You're staying." Edmund tried to pull her to the room, but she looked at him pleadingly. He had a feeling she didn't want to leave him with Ramandu's daughter. "Fine. But you WILL stay near me,"
Ashlana nodded, too weak to fight.
"Come on." Edmund held her hand.
Everyone was staring at the table.
"Food," Tarvos grumbled.
"Wait," Drinian ordered, annoying his hungry crew. Ashlana took a seat a the head of the table, Puting the crown that was sitting there on and turning her eyes to the sky and waiting for the wretch to show herself.
"These three are Lords," Caspian said, pointing at the rings.
"I wonder why they died." Lucy wondered.
"Dad doesn't like when they threaten each other." Ashlana mumbled. "And they're asleep Lu. Not dead."
"She's right. They're breathing, look." Edmund pointed at the beards, moving with their intake and exhales of air.
"Wait to be invited to eat, Tar," Ashlana pointed at the minotaur, not taking her eyes off the sky. And sure enough, down came the bright blue light of Lillandil, Ramandu's daughter.
'Do not get jealous. You know it is a spell of the stars,' Aslan reminded gently in her head.
'I'm aware. Thank you for leaving the crown, father.' Ashlana smiled at the deep chuckle she heard in return. Ashlana noticed that they had laid six of the seven swords on the table and they were shining the same blue as the 'innocent' star.
"Look!" Lucy finally noticed Lillandil as well.
Lillandill landed next to Ashlana, casting a glance at her.
'You're pregnant, whore child,' Lillandil's real voice shown through Ashlana's head.
"NO I'M NOT!" Ashlana blushed as she glared up at the star.
"Yes, You are." She turned and saw that the Narnian's, minus Lucy and Edmund, who had a smitten look on his face. Ashlana groaned. She hated stars. "Arise, are you not hungry?"
"Yes, they're hungry, you insufferable little-" Aslan roared in warning for his daughter to shut her mouth. "Here," She grunted, shoving an apple at Tarvos. He grabbed it and paused, looking at Lillandil. "Oh. My. God." Ashlana face palmed.
"Who are you?" Edmund asked.
"Lillandil, Crew of the Dawn Treader, Dawn Treader, this is Lillandil. Congradulations, she's our guide." Ashlana was fuming. Aslan chuckled in her head.
"You're a star?" Lillandil smiled at Caspian in response. "You are most beautiful."
A (fake) shocked look came over her face. "If it is a distraction, I can change form."
"NO!" Edmund and Caspian both jumped to stop her before she changed. Lucy looked worridly at Ashlana as she stood and stormed off.
She felt the world shift as soon as she was away from the table. She landed on her knees on the beautiful almost beach that was the gateway to her fathers country.
"My Warrior," Aslan sighed, as he placed his giant head next to her. "Lillandil is correct,"
"Bout the-" She cut off, placing a hand on her stomach.
"Yes, about that. I will allow Edmund to stay in Narnia if he so wishes, but no one else."
"Father," Ashlana sighed, laying her face in his mane. "Father, I wish all the Pevinsies to stay."
"And why do you wish this?" Aslan chuckled. He had a feeling he knew why.
"Narnia hasn't been in peace since them. One golden age, and it was under Peter's rule."
"But Susan has begun to stop believing," Aslan countered.
"She always believes a little bit. There are reminders of Narnia everywhere in their world. Plus, who wouldn't believe, with a man like Caspian still waiting here for her?"
Aslan laughed loudly, agreeing.
"We shall see, shall we not? No away with you." Eustace suddenly crashed heavilly on the sand, seventh sword embedded in his shoulder. "Your mate needs you!" He blew on his daughter, and she found herself in the birdsnest on the Dawn Treader, facing a...sea serpant?
"Oh WHAT THE HELL?" Ashlana reached for the sword at her side, Looking to see Edmund facing the mist, which was in the form of...the White Witch? "SERIOUSLY MAN?"
The Witch through her a glare, before looking at Edmund with false love in her eyes and on her face.
"Oh Edmund, What are you trying to prove? That you're a man? I can make you my king. Take my hand," The Witch reached out her hand.
Edmund looked like he was about to take it.
"Edmund NO!" Ashlana grabbed his hand. He looked down at her then back up at the witch. A cruel smirk came onto the Witches face.
"She doesn't love you, you know. She's going to let you walk away to your own world, and the second you do, she's going to tear that collar off and forget about you. I'll never forget you. Take my hand, and I'll make her your slave." Edmund turned angry eyes to Ashlana, turning back and reaching to the witch.
"Edmund, fine if you want to think I don't love you, Fine. Just know one thing," Ashlana pulled his face to look at her, and took his hand, placing his hand on her stomach. "Edmund I'm pregnant!"
If the situation wasn't so dire, Ashlana would have laughed at the way his eyes bulged out of his head, looking down at her.
"R-Really?"
Ashlana nodded, a slow smile creeping onto her lips. "Uh-Huh,"
"AH HAHA!" Edmund grabbed her and spun her in a circle. "Wait," He paused, looking serious. "It's mine?"
"No, It's Tarvos'" Edmund looked sad. "Oh wow, Ed. Bring your stupid face here, of course it's yours!" She kissed him deeply, feeling him smile. They both looked down at the Sword as it glowed Lillandil blue.
"Oh Eustace!" Ashlana laughed. She turned to look at the Sea Serpant. "Together, My King?"
Edmund grabbed her hand, closing it around the hilt of Peter's Sword, and wraping both his around it. Together they killed the Sea Serpant. The witch gave a mighty scream, knowing she'd finally lost for good.
Edmund Sheathed the sword and they climbed down. The spell was lifting, the people from the Lone Islands were reunited, and they could see Aslans Country.
"Lucy, Ash, Lucy! I'm a boy again! Look I'm a boy again." Eustace was heard calling. Reepicheep jumped in the water, proclaiming it sweet.
Ashlana soon sat in a boat with Edmund, Lucy, Caspian and Eustace.
"So what did it feel like?" Edmund asked Eustace. "When Aslan turned back?"
Eustace got a distant face.
"No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't do it myself. Then he came. It kind of hurt, but it was a good pain; like when you pull a sore from your foot." Ashlana snorted at this.
"Yes. That's how it feels when I change. It's like fire burning in your chest."
"Yeah, exactly." Eustace smiled.
"My friends," Reepicheep inturrupted, giving a regal sweep of his arm before jumping down onto the white sand. "We have arrived."
They all began walking towards the magically rolling wave in the sky. Eustace looked over his shoulder and saw the lion following at a steady pace.
"Aslan?" Ashlana whipped around, leaving Edmunds side and stood in front of her father. She dropped to her knees and tangled her fingers throug his mane.
"Have we seen." She whispered.
Aslan laughed and nuzzled his daughter gently.
"In a moment." They pulled away, and Ashlana took her place next to her lover.
"Welcome, children. You have done well, very well indeed. Some things have happened that even I had not forseen." He looked at Edmund during this, and Edmund cleared his throat awkwardly, blushing.
"Sorry," He smiled sheepishly.
"Do not be,"
"Aslan," Lucy began. "Is this your country."
"No, Dear One," Aslan pointed his nose at the wave. "My country lies beyond."
Caspian looked up and could just barely see mountains over the crest of the wave.
"Is my father in your country?" Caspian turned to the lion again.
"That is something you can only find out for yourself, my friend," Ashlana said quietly. She placed a hand on her stomach, anticipation to hear what Aslan had to say about the Pevensies.
Caspian began to walk to the wave, running his hands in the water, before shaking his head and walking back.
"You're not going?" Edmund asked, throwing his arm over Ashlana's shoulders and holding her close, sensing her unease.
"I'm not sure my father would be very proud I threw away all he worked for." He stated simply. He looked at Aslan then Ashlana. "I promise to be a better king."
"You already are. Now," Aslan turned to his child with what could only be described as a smirk. "I have one last job for my Warrior before this adventure is over."
Ashlana stepped up.
"Actually," Reepicheep flinched as he inturrupted. "If I may, sire."
"Continue, mouse."
"I have dreamed of your country for many a year. I should hope to, perhaps, enter?"
"My country was made for noble hearts such as yours."
"No matter how small the bearer," Ashlana giggled quietly.
Reepicheep smiled at the two greater beings. Lucy ran up to him and knelt on the sand.
"May I?" She smiled sadly.
"I suppose," Reepicheep nodded. "Just this-"
Lucy pulled him into a hug, inturrupting him. He smiled fondly. "Goodbye Lucy,"
"Goodbye Reep." The young queen sniffled, and backed up. Eustace immediately took her spot.
"Oh, Don't cry." Reepicheep said.
"I don't get it." Eustace muttered. "I won't see you again, will I?"
"What a wonderful puzzle you are, Eustace Scrubb. A true hero, and a magnificent friend." Reepicheep laughed sadly. He then turned and bowed to Ashlana and Aslan, then got into a little mouse sized boat, riding over the crest of the wave after throwing away his sword. He turned around and waved before dissapearing.
"I think its time to go now, Lu," Edmund told her. "And it's our last time, Isn't it?" He turned to the lion. Ashlana turned her pleading gaze upon him as well.
"That is what Ashlana's final job on this adventure is." Aslan chuckled. "Edmund Pevensie, The Just. Lucy Pevensie, the Valiant. You are staying in Narnia. Ashlana, the courageous is to retrieve Peter the Magnificent and Susan the Gentle from your world. And together, the six of you shall rule Narnia."
"Actually," Caspian paused. "That's a good idea. I can stay in the Lone Islands to insure the slave traders don't ever return, and restore it to it's former glory."
"A good idea indeed." Aslan nodded his great head.
"I think I should go home," Eustace stated. "But can I come back?"
"Narnia may have need of you in the future." Ashlana grabbed Eustace's hand, and Aslan roared. A portal appeared in the wave. Ashlana pointed at Edmund. "Go to the Cair. It's been rebuilt." Then she turned and walked into the portal with Eustace.