After we arrived at the camp, they all gave us a change of clothes. I got a long black dress, it had long sleeves and it had a pattern with gold to look like golden feathers. Right now me, Susan and Lucy were sitting near the river bank.
'You look beautiful, Alexa', Lucy said, I smiled at her, 'So do you, Lucy.' She smiled.
'You look beautiful too, Susan', Lucy continued, 'You look like mum.'
Susan smiled while looking at herself in the water. 'Mom hasn't had a dress like this since before the war.'
'We should bring her one back, a whole trunk full!' was Lucy's idea.
'If we ever get back.' Susan muttered, seemingly to no one in particular. Both me and Lucy looked at her a little sadly. When she noticed us looking, she apologized: 'Sorry, I'm like that. We used to have fun together, didn't we?'
'Yes', Lucy agreed, 'Before you got boring.' That made me laugh. 'Oh really?' Susan raised her eyebrows with a slight smile. Suddenly she bend down, and splashed the water. But Lucy jumped to the side which caused me to get splashed with the water. 'Oh Alexa, I'm so sorry, that wasn't meant for you.'
'In response I splashed back at her with water, making her jump. 'That's no problem at all.' I joked.
The water splashes continues for a while longer as I go to get a towel. I pull it of the washing line, but jump when it reveals Maugrim who was standing behind it. Taking a few steps back, I reach Lucy and Susan.
'Please, don't try to run.' Maugrim said as he and another wolf circled us, 'We're tired, and we'd prefer to kill you quickly.' I look in the corner of my eye at where my sword and horn were laying. I throw the towel at the wolf to get to the horn. After that Susan, I and Lucy hurry into a tree. I climbed up higher to allow more space for Susan and Lucy. I blow the horn, but the wolves are still trying to get us. I see Peter come towards us through the river, while running he takes out his sword: 'Get back!'
'Peter!' I panic.
'Come on!' Maugrim calls out, 'We've already been through this before, we both know you haven't got it in you.
'Peter! Watch out!' I warn.
Right at the moment the second wolf wants to jump at Peter, Aslan pins him to the ground and says to the group following him. 'Stay your weapons. This is Peters battle.'
Maugrim took an aggressive stance: 'You may think you're a king', he mocks, 'but you're going to die, like a dog.'
The wolf attacks him.
'Peter... No!' Lucy, Susan and I cry out.
We all try to get out of the tree as quickly as possible, I almost fell while hurrying over to Peter and the wolf.
The three of us push the wolf off of Peter, we all breath in relief to see he is still alive but still disgusted by killing the wolf. I let Susan and Lucy hug him first. When they moved to get up, I almost tackled him back down into a hug. We smile at each other and for the first time I noticed we both lingered for a moment.
I let go of Peter a little reluctantly when I notice Aslan had let the other wolf go.
'After him! He'll lead you to Edmund.' He orders to his group, 'Peter, clean your sword.'
He does and then kneels down n front of Aslan, who puts a paw on Peters shoulder before stating, 'Rise, Sir Peter Wolfsbane, knight of Narnia.'
Peter looks at Aslan in awe before turning to us while putting his sword away. Not being able to stop myself from it any longer, I throw my arms around his neck and kiss him. I can feel he is surprised for a moment before he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and kisses me back. This goes on for a while longer until I hear a chuckle and a fake cough, which turns out to be Aslan. Still holding each other we look at Aslan. 'Finally.' He says, obviously content. He then walked away with Lucy and Susan following behind.
When we were alone, I asked to break the silence: 'So, I saw you and Aslan talking. What was it about?'
Peter chuckled, leaning his forehead against mine.
*flashback*
Peter looked out over the hills to see a palace that shone beautifully in the sunlight.
'That is Cair Paravel', Aslan said as he moved to stand next to Peter, 'The castle of the five thrones. On one of which you will sit, Peter, as High King. With your Queen by your side.' Peter blushed at his statement, obviously knowing who he meant, but tried not to show it. He didn't answer, but just looked ahead of him.
'You doubt the prophecy.' Aslan observed.
'No, that's just it', Peter started, 'Aslan, I'm not who you think I am.' He admitted.
'Peter Pevensie, formerly of Finnchly.' Aslan stated as a matter-of-fact, but also with a bit of amusement in his voice, 'Beaver also mentioned that you planned on turning him into a hat.' They both laughed at this.
'There is a Deep Magic, more powerful than any of us, that rules over all of Narnia. It defines right from wrong and governs all our destinies, yours and mine.'
'But I couldn't even protect my own family...' Peter protested, 'And Alexa...'
Aslan interrupted him before he could continue, 'You brought them safely this far.'
'Not all of them', Peter said sadly.
Aslan now fully turned to Peter: 'Peter, I will do what I can to help your brother.' Aslan promised, 'But I need you to consider what I ask of you. I too want my family safe.' With that, Aslan looked over the camp.
*end of flashback*
'And then I heard your horn and I came here as fast as I could.' Peter finished. I put my head on his shoulder as we sat on the hill by the river, and scooted closer to him. He kisses my temple before wrapping his arm around my waist and leaning his head against mine.
