Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or The Chronicles of Narnia, nor do I make any profits from posting this fanfiction.

Summary: Non-Epilogue compliant. Harry, mid fight against remaining Death Eater factions, finds himself somehow transported to a strange world, Narnia. He learns to live, to love, and eventually to be a little bit selfish.

Warnings: Slash. Cross dimension travel. Character death. Murder, violence, fighting.

Pairings: HP/EP.

Chapter 15

Narnia year 1010 – Winter

Harry was tired already and it was only noon.

Last night had been amazing but tiring. Exhausting really. He and Ed had been exploring anal sex again, only Ed had tried it again for the first time in a year. Ed had been unsure and hesitant so Harry had taken his time. They had explored it a lot in the last year. Ed had become an expert at pegging that spot inside Harry that sent waves of pleasure all through Harry's body. Their sex had become so frequent and so wild that it was often exhausting the next day. But last night had been more so. 3 hours. 3 hours of arousal and teasing and playing. They had found the spot within Ed and though it didn't make him crazy with pleasure like it did Harry, Ed did feel very good. They had taken it slow, those three hours being used to tease then explore then actually have slow and careful sex. It completely wiped them both of energy.

Then, come morning, they were woken up at dawn and went down to train. They were achy and sore, muscles stiff and tired. The army hadn't gone easy on them though and Phorcys had been particularly adamant that they train harder than ever.

After that Harry had been collared into helping Lucy set up decorations for the huge anniversary ball they were holding. It was the tenth year anniversary for the Pevensies being in Narnia and having led their people. It was a gigantic celebration. The guest list was so enormous they had to have a book especially made just to write everybody's names down. The theme was gold…gold everywhere. Lucy had wanted Christmas colours because the anniversary was combined with Christmas celebrations. She had been over ruled however. The Pevensies rule was known as the Golden Age of Narnia. Already it was known as that. Normally Ages of rule got labelled after they were over, Harry had thought. The Pevensies were unique though and they were beloved by all. Thus, the Golden Age of Narnia's tenth anniversary deserved gold decorations.

Harry was starting to hate the colour.

He had helped create tinsel, had decorated baubles to match the theme, had charmed lights and candles all around the place. The nymphs and dryads had seen to the flora decorating Cair Paravel but Harry had been required to decorate through the flora, so that magical decorations were there amongst the natural ones.

Harry was so exhausted he could barely lift his arm to eat, but so starving hungry he didn't dare not eat.

"You look worn out Harry. I saw Ed earlier too, he looked exhausted." Susan noted, sweeping back her knee length hair so she could sit and eat. "I hope you two aren't getting ill."

"No, we are alright. Just tired." That didn't seem to satisfy Susan, nor did it satisfy anybody else. Harry elaborated a little, screaning his words carefully. "We didn't sleep well, then we had training this morning and Lucy has been such a task master today that I'm tired. I'm sure Ed and I just need a decent nights sleep and we will be fine."

"An early night for all of us tonight I think." Peter said with such an air about him his words sounded more like a decree than anything else. "The party is tomorrow night so we could all do with the extra sleep before the crazy rush tomorrow to finish preparations and greet our guests."

"Alright but I was scheduled to meet with…" Harry tuned out Susan's words. She had so many scheduled meetings with suitors nowadays. She never accepted any of them but still her social calendar was full.

Lucy's social calendar was always full too, but for an entirely different reason. Lucy had so many friends she was always busy. No suitors bothered her anymore, they had come to understand their efforts would be ignored or rebuffed. Lucy was not interested in them, didn't want a special somebody to love. There were too many people for her to be friends with and love. She didn't want a partner, suitor or husband.

Peter's social calendar was somewhere between; it was neither full nor empty. He had a few meetings with princesses and noble ladies, but no regular visits or meetings. He was looking for somebody special, and nobody had met his standards.

He had confessed to Harry a little while ago that he was a little jealous of Harry and Ed's relationship. He didn't want Harry of course, he was just jealous of the depth, respect and love the two had for each other. He wasn't willing to settle for anything less than that. He understood it took time to find such things, Harry had reminded him of all the troubles he and Ed had faced. But Peter knew that Edmund had felt an instant draw to Harry, even all those years ago and as childlike as Ed had been at the time. There had been an instant draw. Peter had not felt anything like that for anybody. Yet. That was what he was waiting for. That was what he was looking for.

Harry doubted Peter would find it. He knew that sounded horrible but he truly doubted Peter would find anybody anytime soon. Peter liked fierce people. People who would talk and debate, who would challenge him and not just accept everything. He wanted somebody to fight beside him, to stand beside him as an equal. Everybody who hung around Cair Paravel seeking his attention all humbled in his presence, they all quietened, and all of them wanted a strong husband who would fight for them. The ladies were not willing to fight. Peter would have to search elsewhere for a bride or even a love interest that fit his parameters.

"Ah Harry! I've just seen Ed. He was hoping to see you, apparently he has something important to say that has to be said in person." Lucy said as she arrived for lunch. "He's waiting for you upstairs."

"Right. I better go then." Harry stood up. He might just take some food up with him though. He was starving still and he doubted Ed had eaten anything. "I'll take some food up with me, is that alright?"

"Of course it is. Ed had his serious face on so I'm not expecting you to be back quickly." Lucy sighed and sat heavily in her chair. "I was hoping you two would help me more this afternoon. There is still so much to do. But Ed was so…well, you know how he gets. He was adamant he had something important to discuss and that you would both be busy for a while. You better go quickly. He was almost angry with me for asking him to delay your meeting, I don't want him actually angry with me for not telling you to hurry."

"Sounds important. I wonder what it is? It can't be about the kingdom." Peter mused, frowning in consternation at not knowing.

"I'll make sure we tell you if it's anything you need to know." Harry offered, which made Peter nod gratefully.

"Thanks Harry."

"See you later." Harry finished loading his plate with food. It was piled high with fruits, veg, some meat, and potatoes for him to share with Ed. He grabbed a spare knife and fork too and with a flick of his wand had two cups full of drink floating up after him. People were careful as they passed him that they didn't bump into any of the cups. It had happened on a few occasions over the years and people and Narnians alike were just as upset to be wet. People also helpfully opened doors for Harry as he passed, though as he got upstairs to the private rooms there was nobody around so he had to hold everything carefully with one hand and open the doors with his other hand.

When he got to his room he found Ed lounging on the sofa. He was agitatedly flicking through a book but clearly not reading it because his gaze had no sooner landed on a page had he flicked over to the next.

"What's got you so wound up? Lucy said you had something important to say." Harry carefully carried the food over to the table and laid it down.

"Oh nothing really. I just wanted her to leave us alone." Ed threw the book to one side and shifted to face Harry.

Harry felt really confused and he knew the frown on his face was severe. "Really? Why would you…?"

"Look, I'm really tired from last night and this morning and I know for a fact you are exhausted. So I told Lu I had something important to discuss with you and that it would take quite some time. I also had a quick word with Mr Tumnus who agreed to keep my secret. He's going to call on us in a few hours which will give us both time to have a nap. I could really do with one."

"A nap. A deception for a nap?" Harry breathed, the words echoing through his head. Ed cocked an eyebrow at him and then smirked.

"Well, I've deceived for less in the past. This is rather tame for me."

"True…"

Usually Ed's deceptions to his siblings so that Harry and he could have time alone was so that they could get sweaty and dirty. A nap though…that sounded brilliant.

"A nap sounds good."

"I thought you'd agree. I might eat first though, do you mind sharing?"

"Of course not, I brought enough for you too." Harry handed over the spare cutlery and Ed grinned.

"I thought you had. Food first then sleep."

Narnia year 1013 – Summer

Harry tried very hard to console himself and reassure himself that everything had just been at the wrong time and that Ed would calm down eventually. Harry just ended up berating himself though. He should have timed it better. He should have predicted Ed's answer. He should have recognised that the age gap between them would mean their wants and needs became out of sync.

Harry huffed and kicked a pebble along the beach. Ed hadn't spoken a word to him in several days. Harry had pushed too hard, hadn't been understanding enough. He should have been more considerate.

Although clearly, based on Ed's reaction, his lover wasn't mature enough to behave sensibly.

Oh now that wasn't fair. And it made Harry feel worse. Ed was mature, very mature, in all areas.

He just wasn't ready to think about children.

Harry was. Harry longed to be a dad. He wanted children to love and care for and raise. He wanted a family. He loved Ed with all his heart and would never be parted from him. They were bound for life. Their rings symbolised it, their hearts sung it, and their souls resonated with that commitment. But Harry wanted more. He wanted a family of his own. He wanted to be a parent. And he was ready to do it.

Ed wasn't. He didn't even want to contemplate the idea.

Harry supposed he was about 30 or 31 years old. Ed was only 22…oh that made Harry feel terrible. Thinking about the age gap always did make him feel terrible. His only consolation was that Harry didn't push Ed into anything; Ed had come to him, Ed had professed his love to Harry first, he had chased a relationship, and he had instigated it all. Harry had taught, had helped, had encouraged nothing until after they were together. And Harry had never tried to force any issues, had let Ed come round to the idea and instigate first. Until now.

Until today.

Harry huffed. He wanted children. He just shouldn't have pushed for them.

There really wasn't much of a choice now. He could only wait and see. He could wait and let Ed come round to the idea or not. The wait would probably be a long one, it always was with Ed. Ed would dismiss it for a while, then it would pray on him and he would begin to think about it. Eventually, when Ed was ready, the subject could be raised again. Harry just needed to be patient and not push.

Be patient.

With his hands in his pockets Harry turned and made to head back to Cair Paravel. He could be patient. He could. He would be patient. He just hoped it wouldn't take too long. He had already waited a while to bring up the topic, his heart was sore with wanting. But he couldn't rush Ed…he couldn't. It wouldn't end well.

So he would wait.

And hope.

Narnia year 1014 – Autumn

"One of you two needs to be with Queen Susan, seeing as this invasion is High King Peter's raid it only seems right that he be the one to go North, and you King Edmund go south with Queen Susan." One of the generals declared.

"But Harry-"

"Is an integral part of the plan Ed." Peter reasoned. "We need him if we have any hope of this to work. We can do without one sword fighter, as skilled as you are you will be hard to replace but even if I have to replace you with twenty men I will. There is nobody I can replace Harry with."

"I know that!" Ed yelled then visibly seemed to calm himself. His anger deflated, he breather carefully and kept his hand on his face until he had reasonable control over himself. When he drew the hand away there was resignation in his eyes. He had reached the logical conclusion by himself. Patience was the key with Ed. Harry gave his lover a smile and made a show of playing with the ring on his finger, trying to be reassuring. Ed smiled back and then turned his eyes to Peter. "It is a good plan. I know you need Harry. I'm sorry. I do understand. I just…you know, it's Harry."

"Yes, we all know." Peter rolled his eyes. "You always get like this when it's even suggested that Harry isn't by your side."

Wasn't that the truth! Harry laughed and shook his head. Still love sick after all those years. Still protective over each other even after 7 years together.

"Well, he is mine."

"Oi! I am not." Harry protested only to laugh at the teasing in Ed's face.

"You are mine and I am yours."

"Alright you two! Enough of that." Peter chuckled. How the serious war meeting had descended into such teasing was beyond Harry. It was better with the lighter mood though. "So, it's decided then. Harry leaves with the army and I in a fortnight. You leave with Susan to meet Prince Rabadash of Calorman at the same time. Lucy will be able to hold down Cair Paravel in the meantime."

Oh yes Lucy, despite occasionally getting distracted by something or other, was a very good Queen and could easily hold Cair Paravel alone.

"Right then. We better prep court just to be certain."

"Yes but that can be a job for tomorrow. I think we should all retire now." Peter said and his generals Rodak and Crixo as well as Phorcys cleared out of the war room with Peter, Ed and Harry following after. "You coming to the family room tonight?"

"I don't think so, I had plans for us." Ed answered and waved to Harry.

"Oh? Like what?"

"Like enjoying some private time together before you cart him off to war."

"We aren't leaving for another two weeks."

"Then I should have started two weeks ago."

"There's no reasoning with you sometimes Ed."

"Nope. Harry learned that a long time ago."

Harry just sighed at the banter between the brothers. Sometimes, just sometimes, Harry really despaired of the two of them.

Harry and Ed went up to their rooms after a brief look into the family room to wish Lucy, Susan and Mr Tumnus a good night. Then Ed dragged Harry upstairs. No sooner had the door closed did Ed start tugging at Harry's clothes.

"Ed! Stop rushing."

"No." HE grinned and pulled Harry's shirt over his head. Ok…rushing was their speed today clearly. Harry couldn't say he minded too much…he did mind, but when Ed's hands started wandering he welcomed it all and stopped protesting in vain.

They stumbled to the bed, tripping sna falling over themselves to get there. Harry collapsed onto the bed first after Ed pushed him rather hard. Laughing Harry tugged offh is trousers and socks, Ed copying but managing it a lot speedier considering he was stood up.

"What we doing then?" Harry asked after a long and feverish kiss. Ed grinned and ran a hand over Harry's hip and round to brush his rear.

"Guess." Came the playful invitation. Harry rolled his eyes but felt the coils of pleasure and arousal stir.

"How do you want me?"

"Like this, so I can see you." Ed kissed him again and grabbed at Harry's legs lifting them up. Harry puffed out a breath and grinned - his favourite position.

Prep didn't take long. They were experts at it now and since Ed's pace was rushed and fast they didn't waste any time. Foreplay was clearly not for today. Harry would have moarned it but less than 5 minutes after arriving in their room Harry had Ed wedged inside him nailing the pleasure spot and grinning devilishly.

"Come on then."

"Oh no…Now I'm going to make you wait."

"What?!" Ed gave a small shallow thrust as if to prove his point.

"Slowly now."

"You've got to be kidding me!" They rushed to get to this but now they were there Ed was going to slow down?! Ed thrust again, tantalisingly scraping against Harry's pleasure zone but doing it slowly.

"Oh. Would you prefer this then?" Ed pulled back and snapped his hips back forwards very fast. He slammed into Harry and Harry lurched up the bed. The power and pressure sending off waves of bliss over his nerves.

Then Ed stopped and held still.

"Ed!" Harry yelled when Ed didn't move for over ten seconds.

"Yes?" Ed drawled, leaning down and kissing Harry teasingly on the lips. Harry groaned.

"Come on!"

"Nope." Ed gave another powerful single thrust.

Oh he was going to make Harry insane!

Another long pause.

Then another snapping thrust.

"Ed! You're driving me insane!"

"Good."

There was no arguing with him. No matter how much Harry called, cried, gasped, or begged, Ed didn't speed up. There would be a blast of pleasure then a long torturous gap before Ed would repeat it all again. Harry was on edge and anxious for more all the time. His anticipation made it all the better though, which he started to realise towards the end.

Eventually Ed's impeccable control snapped. Harry had come and the clenching of muscles had driven Ed beyond caring about his plan. He reached the finish line with rapid thrusts, dripping sweat, and uncoordinated messy kisses.

As they lay cooling and happily wiped of energy Ed rolled onto his side and looked over at Harry.

"Do you remember ages ago what you said to me?" Very vague words considering how serious Ed's eyes looked. Typical. Drive Harry to heights of pleasure that had all thoughts wiped from Harry's brain, and then expect a serious conversation. It was like sex cleared Ed's mind. It wiped out Harry's. At least sex like that did. If Harry was the one in control he generally kept his wits about him. Hm…

"Um…can you be more specific?" HE asked, trying to kick his brain in gear.

"Children. You want children." Well that was blunt.

Harry's heart faltered momentarily. He had waited. Harry had waited a long time, and had never brought up or hinted to the subject again even after a year, despite desperately wanting to. Now though, now Ed was ready to talk about it?

"Yes. I remember."

"I think…I think after you get back from the North maybe we could think about it together?"

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I'm not promising anything, but I'll be ready to talk about it."

Well right. Ok. Good. YES!

"Alright. So we will talk about it." Harry beamed, unable to stop it spreading over his lips. Ed chuckled and gave him a mock warning look.

"I said no promises."

"I know. But talking about it would be great. It's been a year and I haven't said a thing about it so now I'm ready, whenever you are ready."

"I know you are. You understand me Harry."

Narnia year 1014 – Autumn

Harry hated Giants! He hated them! With one slash of their almighty clubs they could take down several men. With one fell swoop half a dozen NArnians went flying to their deaths, or to severe injuries. Harry hated it.

He cast spells left, right and centre to take out the enemy. Some giants fell straight away, others didn't. Some were resistant fo Harry's magic, not many thankfully but there were a few who didn't react to Harry's spells. In those cases he had needed to cast spells on other things to take them down. An incarcerous, a blasting spell to the floor beneath its feet, a wingardium leviosa to the club and then smacking it over the head. That one was one of Harry's favourites. The irony and the memory was brilliant.

"HARRY! A LITTLE HELP!" Peter called, his voice carrying over the two hundred meters to Harry. Harry snapped to the side to see Peter's men backing up as a very angry and ugly giant advanced upon them. Peter had some injuries already, and the only reason Peter was so far away from Harry in the first place was because he got swept there by a giant earlier. Harry had of course taken down said giant, but Peter was still away from him.

Harry moved quickly, sword twirling and slicing with one hand to take down some of the giants minions. His wand snapped and jabbed sending spells here and there too. When he reached Peter the young King had just leapt backwards out of the way of a club that swung down and thudded to the floor.

"Peter! Wingardium Leviosa!" Peter cast the spell at Peter, raising him up quickly and throwing him to the giant. Peter's sword aimed true even with Harry's spell holding him up. A slice to the giant's neck had the being slumping to the ground gasping and holding his neck that now had a bloody waterfall streaming down it. With another swing of Peter's sword the giant was put out of his misery. A quick death. A merciful one.

"ADVANCE!" Peter shouted and they went forwards again.

The fight went on. By evening exhaustion was deep set in everyone's bones. The battlefield was retreated for the day, everyone returning to their camps ready for the next day's battle. Watch men were posted around to keep an eye out in case the enemy tried for a night time attack. It was never likely but always a possibility. Harry put up extra wards, having modified the wards over the many years to suit his purposes. He had alarm wards set up in certain areas so he would know when the enemy came at them. He placed wards around to keep them hidden too. All of it meant they could have a better nights sleep.

Not that Harry slept much. He went to the healers tent and healed everyone he could. They didn't have Lucy's tonic, they couldn't use it. But anyone who would die because Harry couldn't heal them, but that could be saved by the tonic, was apparated back to Cair Paravel by Harry. The journey was hard, taking a lot of concentration and it meant Harry was very drained of energy and magic come the end of it but it did mean more people were saved. Harry's healing spells were good though, he could achieve a lot with them now. He just wished he knew more.

"My Lord Duke, please go and rest. I shall care for the men and women." A healer urged after Harry had been working for many hours. Harry had intended to argue but since the healer's image wobbled when he turned to look at her he did think better of it. He walked carefully to his tent, cast spells to clean himself, removed his armour and then fell into bed fully dressed.

When the horn blew to signal another day Harry groaned and put off getting up for as long as he could. He changed his clothes and put on his armour again. He hated putting his boots back on, the things were soaked through from the water and mud of the battlefield and his feet were sore from being so cold and wet all the time.

Out of his tent he found Peter wolfing down some breakfast while talking with his generals. Harry approached to give a greeting before finding his own breakfast.

"Harry! Join us! Good morning, by the way. That is yours." Peter pointed to the spare bowl of food waiting on an empty chair. Clearly they had been waiting for him. That made Harry's morning plans completely redundant.

"Good morning. Sorry if I kept you waiting."

"You didn't. Besides, I know you had a late night." Harry shrugged and Peter chuckled a little. "You always work too hard."

"Hopefully the Duke has enough energy for todays battle. It would not do to have him too worn out to fight properly."

Harry scowled, not appreciating Phorcys words. HE and Phorcys had never really made up and got on, even all these years later. Harry was still hurt by the centaurs words and Phorcys was still disapproving.

"I fight for my Kings, my Queens, Aslan and Narnia."

"Your loyalty is not in question Harry." Peter placated.

"No, just your energy reserves."

"I'm willing to bet I can take down more enemies on depleated energy than you at full strength Phorcys. Do not doubt me. I will fight and I will win." Harry scowled then turned towards Peter, determinded to ignore the centaur for the timebeing. "Anything you need Peter, I am ready."

"Excellent. Then you should know we are moving up phase two. I shall need you to form a distraction."

Harry nodded and summoned his sword to him, standing up to strap it on. "Just tell me when."

Phase two was complete, the troops were in place and now they had a pincer movement to defeat the enemy. The 'V' shaped pincer helped the royal army to drive back the giants. They were driven back behind the boarders and Peter established those boarders over the next week.

There were still skirmishes though, the giants throwing stones and other things at them across the boarder which had Peter readdress his plans and his troops. Thus, one week after winning the war for the Northern boarders, High King Peter led everyone in a vicious drive to send the giants further North and well back beyond the Narnian boarders.

The further north they went the colder it became. Harry didn't suffer much because of heating charms but some of the troops developed a chill and suffered from the cold. Harry did what he could and the fires helped. As their drive north continued it became harder and harder for Harry to apparate troops back to Cair Paravel. His magic couldn't do the great distance and Harry had splinched himself slightly in the attempt. A section of skin on his shoulder had been splinched off. Harry supposed he was lucky it was his sword hand but it did mean he wasn't able to operate at full capacity. He was down to wand attacks only. His magic couldn't heal the splinching, though only a flesh wound. He had to put up with a gaping wound for the remainder of the battle.

Three weeks into the battle they had won. The giants had fully retreated far into Ettinsmoor lands and Peter and his generals were satisfied that the Northern Territories were safe now. There would be no more attacks on their people for a good long time now the Giants were defeated.

Coming home was blissful. Harry and the troops, exhausted and mucky though they were, finally made it to where Cair Paravel was a distinct shape in the distance. Their morale was boosted, they found more energy to move, and their marching pace increased. They made one more night stop on the trip then marched the remaining distance to Cair Paravel.

Their high spirits decreased when they saw the damage to the area. Generals and Peter started calling out instructions and the troops were spread out searching out the enemy.

"Harry!"

"Yes?" Harry asked, on guard and looking around for the enemy.

"Harry, my sister!" Peter's voice was desperate and his eyes flicked to Cair Paravel. Harry got his meaning straight away and took a deep breath.

"I'll be right back." HE popped away, reappearing in the giant hallway of Cair Paravel. People startled at his appearance and he looked around him anxiously.

"Queen Lucy? Where is Queen Lucy?"

"I'll just get her for you Duke Harry sir." Somebody threw out and ran off. Harry made to follow but he wasn't as fast because of his armour. Lucy met him part way, Susan and Edmund in tow.

"Harry! What's the matter?!"

"IS everything alright? Are you ok?" HE asked, looking frantically at each of them. They looked alright. There were no injuries. They looked a little tired but happy enough. And there was no damage in the castle. So why was there damage to the outskirts?

"Of course we are ok! Why?"

"Well we saw the damage to the outskirts and…"

"You're back?! Why did nobody tell me they could see your army?! I would have arranged a parade or a greeting in all of your honour! I'll do it now…hold on!" With that Lucy ran off, skirts flaring at her fast pace.

Harry just felt dazed and shook his head a little to clear it. An arm wrapped around his shoulder and drew him into the warm body that now pressed up next to him.

"Welcome back Harry." Ed greeted.

"Hi." Harry smiled and took the offered kiss.

"Could you take us to Peter please Harry?" Susan asked when the kiss broke and Harry turned his attention to her. She was holding out her hand to him, a servant placing a cloak around her shoulders.

"Ah, yes that would probably be best. We have a lot to tell him." Ed agreed. Harry just nodded and reached out to take Susan's hand. Ed delayed them only momentarily so he could put his own cloak on which Harry helpfully summoned for him so he wouldn't have to walk all that way away. Once ready Harry apparated the two siblings to where he had last been with Peter. The sharp bullet noise made many of the troops startle, shout and jump. They relaxed when they saw Harry though and cheered for King Edmund and Queen Susan.

"Peter! Peter!" Susan shouted. Troops parted leaving a walkway in the direction Peter had gone in. It didn't take them long to track him down and the relief Peter felt was palpable when he saw them. He all but ran over and embraced Susan then Ed.

"What happened here? What's going on? Is everyone alright?"

"Everything is fine now. We will tell you all about it over dinner. Come up to the castle, there is much to discuss." Susan invited, making it plain that while everything was indeed alright there were a great many things that needed talking about.

The army walked through the gates and up towards Cair Paravel where they were greeted by everyone Lucy had managed to rustle up to create a cheery greeting for all the troops. The camaraderie was welcome, the happiness at having everyone home was heart warming and more than a few tears were shed; both happy and sad. Ed's arm didn't leave Harry's shoulders all the while, Harry savoured it. They had been a very long time without each other.

Harry cleaned up, he and Edmund made love, they cleaned up all over again, and then everybody met for dinner in the banquet hall.

Susan and Edmund told the whole tale of going to Calormen only to run across some people called Shasta and Aravis. There was apparently confusion over Shasta's identity which was later amended revealing Shasta's true name was Cor and he was the oldest son of King Lune. Cor, or Shasta, and Aravis had told Susan and Edmund of Prince Rabadash's treacherous plan to abduct Queen Susan if she refused his suit, and invade the Archenland and then Narnia and Cair Paravel.

Edmund had, naturally, left with Susan and retreated. There had been a battle which King Lune helped them with and Rabadash was defeated and his Calormen army dispersed.

The next few days were spent catching up with everyone, attending court and mending the damage done.