“Susan,” Lucy shouted, trying to shake her sister awake. Susan sirred, but did not open her eye. “Susan, wake up.”

“What is it, Lucy?” Susan asked, barely opening her eyes. “What time is it?”

“It's 10,” said Lucy. “Mum tried to wake you up while ago and she couldn't. She thought you might be sick.”

Susan sat up and looked at her clock. It was the third time that week she had slept so late. She tossed her covers to the side and wiped the sleep from her eyes.

“Sorry, I didn't realize,” said Susan.

“That's okay,” said Lucy. “Mum made breakfast, before she went to work. I think there is still some downstairs if Ed didn't eat it.”

Susan laughed.

“I could . .” Susan started, before suddenly looking around her.

“What is it?” Lucy asked.

“Do you feel something?” She asked. “Something familiar.”

“Susan, what are you . .” Lucy began to ask, before suddenly looking behind her. “Magic?”

“But you are supposed to go back, I'm not,” said Susan.

Lucy grabbed Susan's hand as they began to notice their surroundings change. Wind began to whip through their hair and before long they found themselves in a dark forest. The two sisters looked at each other, wondering what had just happened. Lucy let go of Susan and walked over to a nearby tree.

“Hello?” she asked.

The tree shook as leaves began to form the shape of a man. He smiled at the two girls.

“Welcome back,” he said.

“But I wasn't supposed to come back,” said Susan.

“That was before we needed all of you,” he said. “I am not the one to explain. You must make it to Trumpkin.”

“Wait,” said Lucy. “If you needed all of us, where are Edmund and Peter?”

“When you came to Narnia before you were together correct?” he asked. They nodded. “You were not this time, were you?”

“No,” said Susan. “We were in my room and Edmund and Peter were in different parts of the house.”

“That means they will show up here, but in different areas of Narnia,” he said. “I just hope, that the Queen doesn't find them first.”

*******

Peter looked around the unfamiliar area. It appeared that is was in a castle, but he wasn't sure how that was possible. One minute he had been in the kitchen pouring a glass of milk and the next he is standing in a stone room. The first thing he thought was it had to be Narnia, but he was never supposed to return.

Peter walked out of the room looking around. He knew that he was in Narnia again, but he wondered why. It was strange that he was alone, since the past times he had been to Narnia, Edmund, Susan, and Lucy had been with him. He noticed two guards walking towards him. Normally he would prefer to avoid them, but he wanted answers and he figured they would be able to give them.

“Hello?” Peter asked.

“Who are you?” one of the guards asked. “How did you get in here?”

“I'm not sure how I got in here, but my name's Peter,” he replied, he thought for a second before adding. “You don't know of anybody who has blown a strange horn do you?”

“No,” said one of the guards looking to the other. “Alec?”

“I haven't heard of anything like that, Norm,” Alec replied.

“Who's in charge of this castle?” Peter asked.

“That would be her royal highness Queen Vyrina,” said the guards together.

“I might need to speak to her,” said Peter.

“Wait a minute,” said Alec. “I know you.”

“You do?” Peter asked, confused.

“High King Peter of Old,” said Alec. “The horn is what brought you here last time you were in Narnia. When King Caspian blew the horn for help from his uncle.”

“That's right,” said Peter.

“Oh, well we shall set a meeting up with the queen at once, Your Majesty,” said Norm with a bow.

“I appreciate it,” said Peter. “I really just want to know how I ended up here again. I was told that I would never return to Narnia.”

“That is strange, Your Majesty,” said Alec. “Maybe the Queen will know more about it. I'm sure she will have some time to speak with you know.”

“I hope she does,” said Peter. “Is there anything that has happened that would make someone think they need us here?”

“Well, the Queen recently died and lost the child she was carrying and the King killed himself in despair,” said Norm. “Queen Vyrina was the King and Queens daughter. She took over after their deaths. She has been quite upset about it, but she is strong and knows that the country needs her.”

“That's horrible,” said Peter, following the guards as they led him down the hallway. “Why did the queen die?”

“She had become very ill,” Alec explained. “Nobody knows what happened, but she kept getting worse.”

“That's unusual,” said Peter. “I don't remember hearing about any serious illnesses in Narnia.”

“There haven't been,” said Alec. “Your Majesty.”

Peter looked up and noticed a beautiful young woman who was dressed in an expensive looking dress. He assumed this to be the new queen when the guards walked over to the woman and bowed.

“Your Majesty, we have someone who would like to speak with you,” said Alec.

“I'm feeling quite tired right now,” said Vyrina not bothering to look toward Peter.

“Your Majesty, we think you will want to meet him,” said Norm.

“Why is that?” she asked, looking over to Peter.

Peter stared back at her, suddenly filling with dread. He didn't know why, but he had a bad feeling about this queen. Something about her stare made him feel uneasy. He wished that he had his sword with him, but he wasn't even sure his sword was still here. He could see worry in her eyes as she looked at him and Peter had a feeling that this queen was the reason he was called back.

“Your Majesty, Queen Vyrina,” said Alec. “We would like you to meet, His Majesty, High King Peter of Old.”