This was it. This was the perfect moment for Peter. He had been working up the courage for this moment for ten years. The ring in his pocket felt very heavy. It was like it was telling him that the time had come for Peter to finally ask her.

Peter knocked on her door before entering Airies' room. "Airies, come and walk through the gardens with me?" he asked her. She smiled and he took her hand and led her to the gardens of Cair Paravel, where they enjoyed a nice quiet stroll.

Peter knew that he was just stalling, but he had no idea why. He knew that she would say yes, there was no way that she couldn't. They had been in love for ten years. If he didn't do it soon, his heart was going to fly out of his chest.

He came to a stop and faced Airies, taking both of her hands in his.

Before he spoke, he looked at her. She had grown even more beautiful over time. He didn't think that anyone in Narnia could compare to her. Not even the most beautiful of goddesses.

"Airies, listen, it's been ten years since we first met, and my feelings for you have only grown stronger with time. I think it's time that everyone knew how we felt about each other, not that everyone doesn't know anyway, but what I'm trying to say is, I love you, and I will love only you for the rest of my life-"

"High King Peter, the white stag, it's been sighted!" Queen Lucy exclaimed as she and her two siblings came running out to him.

"I'm telling you girls that you should just stay at the castle. I can catch the stag myself in half the time that it would take for all of us to do it," King Edmund said.

Airies looked at Peter and gave him a small apologetic smile before stepping up to Edmund. "Is that a challenge, my king?" she asked.

"Indeed it is," he said to her, a look of full trickery in his eyes.

"You're on then," Airies agreed.

Peter sighed as they ran to the stables to get their horses. His chance was ruined, but the White Stag was very important. It didn't matter though; he would talk to her again later, and ask her then.

The Kings and Queens jumped on their horses and galloped through the woods after the stag. Airies, as always, was in the lead.

They came to rest in the middle of the wood at a strange lamppost. The light from the sun was fading in through the trees, and the lamppost light turned on.

They all dismounted their horses and stared at it. Airies was the only one who knew what it really was.

"How strange," Edmund said.

"It seems so familiar," Peter stated, scratching at his head.

"Like something from a dream," Susan said quietly.

"Or a dream of a dream," Lucy added.

They were all mystified by the sight in front of them, fuzzy memories of a life in another world slowly coming back to them.

Lucy stepped up to the lamppost and laid her fingers on the pole. Airies could tell that she would be the quickest to remember.

"Spare Oom," Lucy whispered before running off deeper into the woods.

"Lucy!" Peter shouted.

"Not again," Susan said before chasing after her sister.

"Peter, wait," Airies said. She looked him in the eyes before kissing him with so much love.

"I love you, always remember that," she told him.

"I love you too," he said, a little confused.

"Don't you ever forget it," she pleaded with him.

"Airies, believe me, I will never forget that," he promised her.

"Good, good, now go catch your sister." Airies gave him a nudge and he ran deeper into the woods, away from her.

She watched him run off as tears flooded her eyes, and her vision became blurry.

A gust of wind rustled the leaves of the trees, and they moaned a sad song in the breeze that matched exactly what she was feeling. The tree gods came out and swirled around her, blanketing her in a warm breeze of comfort.

"Come back to me," Airies whispered.

Peter caught up to his family in a spot where the trees started to narrow in and get closer together.

"Wait a moment," he said as he ran his hand over soft material.

"Peter, come on," Lucy said as she grabbed his hand.

"These aren't branches," Peter stated.

As they walked deeper into the trees, the branches turned into soft patches of fur.

"They're coats," Susan whispered in awe.

As the branches and fur coats got even closer together, cries of, "Ow! That's my toe!" "I'm not on your toe!" rang throughout the family.

They all felt a shiver run through their bodies, and then, they didn't know how, but they had fallen out of the wardrobe in the Spare Room and onto the floor of the Professor's house.

They were just children once again, in their older clothes, no longer kings and queens. The Pevensie's looked around at each other in awe and gave each other confused looks. They were slowly starting to remember their old life.

Peter felt something hard drop into his pocket, and he pulled out the engagement ring that he had planned to give Airies that same day. He promised himself that he would keep it safe for her, for just as Aslan said, once a King of Narnia, always a King of Narnia.

"Come back to me," he heard a female voice coming from the wardrobe.

"Come back to me," the words echoed in his head. "Peter, come back to me."

"I will, Airies," he said. "I will."


Author's Note: Well, The Lion's Daughter is finally at a close. Thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone who read, and reviewed and favorited. I owe you all so much! Thanks for sticking with me through this thing. Ya'll are great! :)