I woke up and looked around. I quickly glanced at my hands and saw they were perfectly healed. I looked at my arms and wrists. They didn't even have scratches. Then I noticed I was in a bed fit for a King. I saw a sword and a shield hanging upon the wall, two things I knew only too well. I was in Peter's room. As soon as I thought it, Peter entered the room with breakfast on a tray.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It is 8:27 at night. I just felt that you would like breakfast for supper." He said smiling.

"Mmmmm . . . breakfast in bed, huh?"

"I thought you might like that." He said, smiling sweetly.

He leaned over and put the tray at the foot of my bed. I grabbed him by the collar of his Royal clothes and his cloak. I pulled him towards me.

"What would I do without you?" I asked, smiling.

"That is a question . . . isn't it?"

He descended his lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I had tears of happiness running down my cheeks. He looked at me and smiled. He wiped my tears away.

"How long have I been out of it?" I asked, whilst I was stretching.

"A few days . . . but I've been watching over you."

He sat by me on his bed, as I sat up. He just sat there and watched me. I felt my face get warm.

"What?" I said giggling.

"Come here . . . I want to show you something." He said smiling.

He grabbed my hand and helped me out of bed. He led me down the hall, down the stairs, through the Great Hall. I looked at Oreius as we passed him. He smiled and nodded, as if he was very pleased about something. Peter led my down the stairs from the Great Hall's balcony and then onto the beach. The sun was just begging to set. Peter and I just walked along the beach with the water lapping at our bare feet. We didn't say anything we just smiled at each other, and enjoyed each other's presence. Suddenly Peter crossed in front of me and turned around. He grabbed my hand and kneeled right before me, in the rising tide. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a silk Red box and opened it. Inside there was a ring. It had a ruby and a diamond together in the shape of a heart. The half of the heart that had diamond was surrounded by rubies; the side with the ruby was surrounded by Diamonds. It was absolutely beautiful. The band was white gold.

"Rachelle Angel Lewis . . . will you marry me?"

Tears of more happiness ran down my face. But what impressed me the most is how he remembered my real name.

"Yes." I said smiling.

Peter put the engagement ring on my finger. I noticed on the band of the ring it had an engraving that said 'love you forever'. Peter stood up and looked into my eyes. I smiled at him as I got lost in his blue eyes. He pulled me into him and kissed me. The sun was almost down. I pulled away and blushed.

"You're cute when you blush."

I didn't say anything, I just looked at him. Peter tried to grab me to kiss me again, but I playfully dodged.

"Hey!"

Peter grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him, but I pulled against him. I slipped on the sand and accidentally pulled Peter down with me. Peter fell on top of me. Peter still had one of my wrists. He smiled and kissed me. He let go of my wrists as I kissed back. A huge wave came up and washed over both of us. I wiped my face off as Peter coughed.

"Do you think Aslan was trying to tell us something?" Peter asked, laughing.

Peter helped me up and then he turned and looked at the sunset.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It's just that . . . If I wanted anything else better in my life, I wouldn't need it . . ."

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"Because . . ." He said turning to look back at me, as the rest of the sun went down, "I have you."

I just looked deep into his eyes, which now were even more beautiful, as they glistened in the moonlight.

"You are all I ever wanted."

His soft hands cupped my face as he kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck again, as one of his hands moved to my hip and the other to the back of my neck.

About an hour later we made it up to my room. Peter opened the door and I stepped in. Peter closed the door behind him. Suddenly the lights flashed on and there was aloud yell 'Surprise!' Susan, Edmund, Lucy, and Meagan were coming towards us and congratulating us.

"Happy getting engaged! Finally!" Edmund yelled.

Everyone laughed, apparently everyone knew about it because not only were they standing out on my balcony, but because Peter told them to make the party. I showed off my ring. The girls oohed and ahhed.

"I really hope you like it, Rachel. I made it myself." Peter said.

I looked at the ring and realized I was speechless. Ed asked Peter how he made it. After a few hours of talking and eating, the party was over. Everyone went to their chamber and went to bed, except Peter. I was exhausted. I sat on my fluffy carpet in front of my fire place. Peter came and sat behind me. Soon I was lying in his lap as he stroked my hair. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead, just as he did two years ago. I sat lay there and just watched my rind glisten in the light of the fire. My Mum would be so proud of me . . .

"Peter, do you think we will ever return home?"

"What do you mean? This is our home . . ."

"No . . . I mean back to England."

"Perhaps some day. You know . . . my Mum and Dad would have loved you."

"Really? You think?"

"Oh yeah . . . especially my Dad."

"My Mum would've adopted you as her son-in-law the moment she saw you . . ."

"Why?"

"Because . . . you would remind her of Dad."

Peter was silently playing with my hair, running his soft fingers through it. I turned and looked at Peter, as he looked down at me. We both smiled. He grabbed my left hand and held it in his. Compared to my hands, his were huge. I smiled as his kissed my forehead again. I stared into the fire and felt my eyelids get heavy. I got out of Peter's lap and grabbed my huge white silk body pillow. I laid my head on it. I was expecting Peter to leave and go to his room, but instead he wrapped his arms around my waist and grabbed both of my hands. He lay down on the pillow behind me. I was laying on my side, facing the fire. I could hear him breathing deep now. He must be asleep. I listened to him breathing and closed my eyes.

This adventure has come and gone. In the land of Narnia you'll find tragedy, hatred, fear, anger, happiness, prosperity, hope, and faith. Narnia has all of those things, but Narnia is mostly ruled by love. For instance, Ed finally got the guts to ask Meg out. He actually asked if she would go riding with him, but they ended up kissing instead. Meg had told me. Reepicheep is now living within Cair Paravel with us as I had promised and even Dove flies by to visit us. This was this adventure; the next was is unwritten and unforeseen . . . yet anyway. We'll just have to keep our eyes open and keep our faith and love close at hand.

The characters Peter, Edmund, Lucy, and Susan were created by C.S. Lewis