I was on a griffin's back trying to look for a sign of any of the Kings and Queens of old from the sky... Where are they?

I was about to give up when I suddenly heard loud sword clashing, I landed on the ground and saw Caspian fighting someone, with a little girl watching. I quickly got off the griffin, he wasn't a Telmarine nor was he a Narnian. "Halt!" I yelled to the Narnians as I ran to their direction. "Lower your weapons!" I commanded, the Narnians dropped their weapons obediently. " Peter!" Someone yelled, four more people appeared behind the little girl. "Trumpkin!?" I exclaimed, I turned to the guy in front of Caspian and immediately bowed. "High King Peter, I'm so glad that you and your siblings have arrived!" The Narnians started mumbling and whispering. "Hang on! Aurora?" I looked up and saw Edmund, I stood up and smiled. "Do you need something, King Edmund?" I asked. "You're still alive!" He pulled me into a hug. "Yes, I am. Now, do you see what I meant by aging in the same world as you?" Edmund nodded. I chuckled and turned to the Narnian soldiers. "Friends, these are the Kings and Queens of Old! High King Peter, the Magnificent, High Queen Susan, the Gentle, King Edmund, the Just, and Queen Lucy, the Valliant! Please, treat them with the respect they deserve!" The Narnians bowed after I said that, Caspian eyed Peter. "High King Peter." He mumbled. "I believe you called." "Well, yes, but I thought you'd be older..."

I snorted trying to keep my laughter in. Peter held his head up and glared at Caspian. "Well, if you like, we can come back another 100 years." "No, you're just... Not what I expected..." Caspian said. "Neither are you." Edmund said while staring at a minotaur as the minotaur stared back. "We have anxiously waited for your return, our hearts and swords are at your service." Reepicheep said as he bowed.

"Oh my gosh, he is so cute." Lucy whispered, Reepicheep pulled his sword out and yelled. "Who said that!?" Lucy hung her head with embarrassment. "Sorry." Reep calmed down and hid his sword behind his back. "Oh, uh, your majesty, with the greatest respect!" He bowed. "Well, at least we know that some of you could handle a blade." Peter said. "Yes, indeed, and I have recently put it to good use. Such as securing weapons for your army, sire." Glenstorm's eyebrows furrowed as he gave him a "Since when?" look, I couldn't help but giggle at Glenstorm's reaction. "What is it, Aurora?" He asked. "It's nothing, Glen. Anyway, Peter, please follow us back to Aslan's How." Peter nodded and asked to lead the way...

They're back...