Chapter 13

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With the battle won it was time to tend to the wounded, my self included. Aslan began to make his way through our soldiers turning those to stone back to their original form, Destiny made her way towards me and nudged her head against mine.

"Thank you for protecting me.'' I said to her with a smile.

"Thank you for choosing me as your steed." She whispered back.

Once all the wounded were taken care of and the last of the white witches army banished, we began to make our way to Cair Paravel. Even more glorious than from afar, it caused my heart to swell with happiness. The walls were made from white marble and there were stained glass windows everywhere, each casting rainbows over everything inside. Once we were inside the five of us were taken to our rooms, since this would now be our home. I was taken to a large room at the top of the palace, with a dark wood four poster bed, wardrobes full of dresses and cupboards full of other clothes it was the most extravagant room I had ever seen. The two female fawns who helped me when I arrived at Aslan's camp helped me take off my armour and bathe, it had felt like year since I had had a nice warm bath, and this one included bubbles! Once I had washed the sweat and grime from my body I was helped into a knee length light blue gown with leather shoes, Aslan wished to speak with us before our coronation.

"I wish to thank you all for all you have done for Narnia." Aslan spoke. "Because of you, the white witch was defeated. And peace was brought to all of Narnia."

After three weeks the preparations were made, it was time for our Coronation. I made my way through the now familiar halls of Cair Paravel to the throne room, the last to arrive dressed in a dark blue dress scattered with stars, the five of us followed Aslan as trumpets sounded, towards the five thrones. The throne room was amazing to look at, marble pillars held up a large glass roof which let in the midday sun, and a large crimson carpet covered the floor for us to walk on. I was a little nervous since I was walking in heels for the first time, but I kept my balance and soon found my self looking at the five thrones. Each holding a different symbol for each of us.
Each of us stared in awe at the thrones and then took our seats, Aslan then stood before us and spoke loudly for all to hear.

"To the glistening Eastern Sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant." He said as the beavers made their way towards us holding crowns, and to mine and Lucy's delight, Mr Tumnus who would give us our crowns.

Mr Tumnus winked at Lucy as he placed a silver crown made from leaves on her head.

"To the Great Western Wood, I give you King Edmund the Just." He said as Edmund received his crown.

"To the Radiant Southern Sun, I give you Queen Susan the Gentle." Susan's crown looked like it was woven from golden daffodils and rested perfectly on her head.

"To the Clear Northern Sky, King Peter the Magnificent." Peter's crown was like Susan's made from gold.

"And to the stars that shine in the heavens, Queen Elizabeth the Courageous." Aslan boomed as Mr Tumnus gave me my crown, it was a combination of silver and gold and had small blue diamond stars scattered through it.

Once I was crowned we sat in our thrones.

"Once a King or Queen of Narnia, Always a King or Queen of Narnia. May your wisdom guide us until the stars reign down from the heavens." He said turning to us, then with a smile he turned back to the thousands of Narnians who watched the ceremony. "Long Live Queen Elizabeth, Long Live King Peter, Long Live King Edmund, Long Live Queen Susan, Long Live Queen Lucy!" They chanted and applauded.

With the coronation finished the party and feats began, Lucy however pulled me over to a balcony where we watched Aslan walk along the sand.

"Don't worry you two." Mr Tumnus said to us as he watched Aslan walk. "We'll see him again."

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