I sit in front of the cracked Stone Table and look at the carving of Aslan as Lucy walks up and sits beside me.
'You're lucky, you know', I tell her.
'What do you mean?' she asks.
'To have seen him', I explain, 'I wish he'd just give me some kind of proof.'
'Maybe we're the ones who need to prove ourselves to him', Lucy opted.
Lucy looks at her cordial and I polish my sword as we both wait at the Stone Table. Suddenly we hear something and rush outside. The army, led by Peter and Caspian, has returned.
'What happened?' I ask.
'Ask him', Peter snaps towards Caspian.
'Peter', Susan tries to stop this from escalating.
'Me?' Caspian questions, 'You could have called it off. There was still time.'
'No there wasn't thanks to you.' Peter accuses, 'If you'd kept to the plan, those soldiers might be alive right now.'
'And, if you'd just stayed here like I suggested, they definitely would be!' Caspian snaps.
'You called us, remember?'
'My first mistake.'
'No', Peter corrects, 'your first mistake was thinking you could lead these people.' He moves to walk away.
'Hey!!' Caspian shouts, regaining Peters attention, 'I am not the one who abandoned Narnia.'
'You invaded Narnia, You have no more right to it than Miraz does.' Caspian starts walking away but Peter continues, 'You, him, your father', Caspian stops dead in his tracks, 'Narnia is better off without the lot of you!'
Caspian shouts in anger, and they both draw their swords, pointing it at each others throats.
'Stop it!' Edmund yells, we all look back to see Glenstorm set down an injured Trumpkin. Lucy runs over and gives him a drop from her cordial, he opens his eyes.
I walk back inside the How and am on my way to the Stone Table room, when Peter stops me.
'Alexa, wait.'
'What? What is it?' I snap.
'Please, forgive me', Peter begs, 'I can't stand us being like this.'
'Like what? Like we are married?' I try to keep my voice from cracking, 'Because like it or not, Peter, I'm still your wife, otherwise Aslan wouldn't have let us keep these!' I put my hand up to show my wedding ring.
'What?' Peter seems confused, 'Of course I still want to be married to you. That's why I came here to apologize.' he puts his hands on my cheeks, stroking them softly, 'I'm sorry for being such a jerk lately. And I promise I'll never treat you as badly as I did ever again.'
I smile, we both lean in for a kiss but get interrupted by a loud scream coming from the Stone Table room. We call for Edmund and Trumpkin.
'Stop!' Peter yells out as we all run into the room and draw our swords. A werewolf crawls over the Stone Table and attacks. A hag knocks Peter's sword out of his hand. I swing at the werewolf, it howls. Peter kicks the hag into a pillar and she falls. I run away, turn back and hit the werewolf down to the ground. I see Trumpkin stab Nikabrik in the back. Looking for Edmund, I see him disappear behind a pillar, towards the ice.
The White Witch keeps reaching towards Caspian from the ice. Peter pushes Caspian away and points his sword at the Witch. 'Get away from him!'
The Witch falls back a little, 'Peter dear...' Her voice was sweet, 'I have missed you. Come, just one drop of blood.' she reaches forward again, 'You know you can't do this alone.' Peter seems to hesitate and lowers his sword a little. Then suddenly the Witch groans and the ice shatters. Edmund stands behind it with his sword still drawn. 'I know, you had it sorted.' With that Ed walks out.
We all sit around a map when Peter put his hand on my shoulder. I look up to see Ed run up. 'Pete, Ali, you both better come quickly.' We go outside and see the Telmarine army approaching. Caspian points out Miraz, in full armor, rides to the front.
In the Stone Table room, all of us gather to make plans.
'Cakes and Kettledrums!' Trumpkin exclaims, 'That's your next big plan? Sending a little girl into the darkest parts of the forest, alone?'
'It's our only chance.' Peter insists.
'And she won't be alone', Susan adds in.
'Haven't enough of us died already?' Trumpkin asks Lucy softly.
'Nikabrik was my friend too', Trufflehunter comforts, 'but he lost hope. Queen Lucy hasn't. And neither have I.'
'For Aslan', Reepicheep preaches.
'For Aslan!' Bulgy Bear repeated, earning a look from Peter.
'I'm going with you', Trumpkin offered Lucy.
'No, we need you here', Lucy says.
'We have to hold them off until Lucy and Susan get back.' Peter states.
'If I may...' Caspian steps forward, 'Miraz may be a tyrant and a murderer. But as King, he is subject to the traditions and expectations of his people. There is one in particular that may buy us some time.'
Edmund offers to go to Miraz' camp to deliver the message but I jump in and state that I'll go. Both Caspian and Peter move to protest, 'It's too dangerous for you.'
'I am perfectly capable to defend myself and besides I've already stayed put during the first battle, I want to be useful.'
'I-' Peter sighs, 'I really hate it when you're making fair points.' You smiled, kissed his cheek and hug him. 'Just be careful', He whispers.
