It's been a few days after the war, Oreius and Antonio had been mourning their younger sister's death, my heart hurt whenever I see them act like that...

After a few days they recovered and Lord Aslan gathered everyone to the Cair Paravel, the Narnian castle on the mountains, for the children of prophecy's coronation. There was high king Peter the magnificent, high queen Susan the gentle, king Edmund the just, and queen Lucy the valiant. After he announced the king's and queens he had said that I was to be the Guardian of Narnia, my job was to take care of Narnia whenever the king's and queens were gone...

"Hello, King Edmund!" I said. "Aurora, you're my friend, you can just call me by my first name." I chuckled. "Sorry, I wanted to be respectful, that's all..." I said. "So, how old are you?" I asked. "12." Edmund responded. "I'm 12 too! When you age in your world I age as well..." Edmund looked at me with a confused look. "What? Like how?" He asked. "Well, in your world whenever you age I age as well, but in this world when you age I stay the same." I explained, Edmund titled his head with even more confusion. "You'll see, very soon!"

As the Narnian years went by everyone started ageing and getting older, where as I stayed 12 years old. "See what I mean, Edmund?" I asked the already teenage king, the older version of Edmund laughed and ruffled my hair. "Well, at least you're still young." I pouted, the older kings and queens got on their horse to go hunting for a stag. "We'll be back, Aurora. Take care of the kingdom for us!" Their horses galloped away with them...

I've waited... And waited... But they never came back... But everything changed when I realized that I was getting older...

They've gone back to their world...