Peter stood from his throne and addressed the crowd.

"Good people and fellow Narnians, we come together tonight to celebrate not one, but two, wonderful additions to Narnia. One is the country of Finichland, a small but beautiful country off Archenland's east border. The second is a new Queen of Narnia-Finichland's old princess, Queen Samantha. Now, both of these are very good reasons to celebrate, but two together provide not just a good reason, but inexcusable opportunity! And now, let the ball begin!"

There were cheers and the Narnians began to mingle, to talk, and mostly, to dance.

Peter turned to Sam and held out his hand.

"A dance, then? For the show of it, as High King I'm expected to dance with whoever we're honoring, provided they're female."

Sam mustered a smile and gave Peter her hand. They danced a simple 2-1-2 step and Peter went to dance with some other girl. Sam stepped back and watched the swirling colors of the dresses and heard the music and laughter.

A hand rested on her shoulder. Sam jumped and turned to face Edmund.

"Have you ever danced a traditional Narnia dance?" he asked. Sam shook for head and laughed.

"I'm not from here, remember? What, are you going to teach me?"

Edmund smiled a very un-Edmund-like smile. "That is exactly what I'm going to do."

As if on cue, the music changed to a Narnia original and Edmund led Sam onto the floor.

"Ok, follow me."

Edmund put his hand on her waist and guided her hand to his shoulder. Then, he took her free hand with his.

"Alright. Step forward, now back. Forward, back. Now go to the left, two steps. To the right, forward, back, forward twice, back, to the right, once, back once, to the right twice. Spin the lady, that's it!"

Edmund extended one arm and Sam twirled, her dress swinging out.

"Ok, tired yet? Good, because that's repeated a lot."

Edmund was right, and Sam was utterly exhausted after the dance. She was grinning, though, wide enough that it seemed her smile would fall right off her face.

The next morning, Sam tapped on Susan's door. Susan answered, her hair still messy and her bed unmade.

"Did I wake you up?" Sam asked.

"No, I was awake. Or, as awake as I am before breakfast. About to get dressed. Whatcha need?"

Sam held out Susan's dress. "I came to give you this back."

Susan waved a dismissive hand. "Keep it. It's too small on me anyhow."

Sam looked surprised. "Really?"

"Sure. You can leave it here for now, though, cause if you'll give a minute to get dressed, we have to go down to breakfast."

Susan was rummaging through her closet for something to wear. Moments later they were on their way downstairs.

At breakfast, Peter was almost asleep in his toast. Lucy was bubbling over with news about the ball, Susan was facedown in a coffee cup,(if they didn't have coffee then, that's their problem) and Edmund was stuck with saying 'uh-huh' and 'oh, really?' to Lucy's gossip.

Sam slid into a chair next to him. He looked at her like she was a savior, now he could to talk to her and let Lucy talk Peter into either sleep or wakefullness.

"So, what doth thou wish to do today?"

Sam couldn't resist: "Learn Old English, O majestic King?"

"If you keep calling me majestic, I think that'd be a great idea."

Sam elbowed him. Then she saw the faraway, albeit sleepy, look in Peter's eyes.

"Come on, Lu, don't talk him to death." And to Peter: "Who're you mooning over?"

Peter looked up, now awake. "Huh? What? Oh, morning Sam. When did you get here?"

Sam smacked her forehead. "Oh, here? You mean the Twilight Kingdom Zone of Weirdness? Been here about a week. Or did you eman the breakfast table, just a moment ago, before you woke up."

Peter looked at Edmund and whistled. "I don't know why you picked such a snapper, but I do know you'd better not forget any birthdays."

A/N – AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! Onslaught of characters!! I love you all so much for sending them to me, but, unfortunatley, I am not the kind fo perverted person who'd give Peter 30,000 girlfriends. So, sadly, I can only fit in one. But do not fear! I shall input your characters other places as maids, hairdressers, market-workers, princesses from faraway lands, random people, ect. I love you all!! (I know I said the girl would appear n this chapter, but it wouldn't work. She'll be at the NEXT dance, for their will be one. foreshadow)