Ahri followed Edmund through the castle. They had to find the others and tell them about Lyria.

"You check the throne room. I'll check everyone's room." Ahri said.

Edmund nodded and walked away from Ahri to go to the throne room.

Peter's room was first on the right. Ahri walked up to the large wooden door and knocked. She waited a few seconds when she didn't get an answer she went to the others rooms and knocked. Since no one answered she guessed they were in the throne room.

* * *

Cecilia spotted her older brother Skía. The High King of Lyria.

"Skía!" She called to her brother. He looked over at her with his dark blue eyes. Skía walked over to her.

"Have you heard from Anya or Atlas?" She asked him.

Anya and Skía were twins. Just like Cecilia and Callum.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"Well, since Faith has come and she and Anya talked. Anya won't tell me anything."

"She hasn't told me anything. Neither has Atlas,"

Cecilia nodded and walked away.

* * *

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Atlas asked Anya. Anya held a small baby. The young girl was just a day old.

Anya was afraid for her daughter's life. She needed to take her baby far away.

"Yes." She said.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Anya sighed. Of course, she didn't. But, it was the only way to protect her daughter. Anya had a friend in Narnia who would take care of her. She trusted her with her daughter's life.

"No. But I have to." 

Atlas nodded and kissed the baby's head. "We love you and one day, you will be back with us. I promise," he whispered to her.

They shared a smile.

Anya gave the baby to Atlas as she got on her horse, once she got on, he handed her the baby. "Please be careful," Atlas told her.

"I will," she smiled.

Anya turned the horse and rode off into the woods. She could hear an owl, some crickets, and men searching the woods.

She was taking her daughter to a friend she knew in Narnia. It was risky to even try to get into Narnia. But, Anya didn't have a choice.

They must be Narnian's on their portal. Anya thought.

She got to a little village and got off her horse. She set the baby down on the steps and got back on her horse and rode off again, back to Lyria. . .

* * *

"You're sure she's there?" Peter asked Ahri. Now that the truth about Lyria was out, they needed to come up with a plan to get Faith back.

Ahri nodded. "She is. If she's not, then I'm so sorry."

She was apologizing early, so she didn't have to later on. She knew how close Peter and Faith were.

Peter had taken in and helped Faith when her mother died while she was training to be a guard.

Of course, Faith didn't get any special treatment, she went up in ranks on her own. She had asked Peter to not interfere. Which he didn't, and she grateful.

Peter didn't reply. He just looked to Aidan. "You and Edmund get ready. And get a small number of men." He told him.

Aidan nodded and he and Edmund walked out of the throne room.

Susan and Lucy looked at their brother. "Are you sure about this?" Lucy asked.

"Why wouldn't I?" Peter asked.

"Your Majesties, if I may. Are you doubting me?" Ahri asked the two queens.

Susan looked at her. "No." Susan turned back to her brother. "Peter, please be okay."

He half-smiled at her. "I'm not going to do anything dumb."

Ahri saw Lucy roll her eyes.

"Just promise you'll be alright?" Lucy asked.

"I promise." Susan and Lucy hugged him tightly.

Ahri stepped out of the throne room.

* * *

Peter put his sword in its sheath. Knowing where Faith was, was one thing. But, finding her was another.

Yes, they knew where Lyria was, thanks to Ahri. But, where in the castle of Lyria was she?

None of the Kings and Queens didn't even know Lyria existed.

Maybe King Frank and Queen Hellen knew. King Frank and Queen Hellen were the first King and Queen of Narnia. Some knew the story of how they got to Narnia.

Peter heard a knock on his door. He turned, walked over, and opened it.

There stood Susan. "The others are waiting," she told him.

He nodded and they walked down the steps of the large castle.

Susan looked over at her brother while they walked down the steps. "Are you sure about this?" She finally asked.

"She's been abandoned once. I'm not letting her be abandoned twice." He replied, harshly. He saw his sister look down at the floor. "I'm sorry."

She looked up at him. "It's fine. I understand." She smiled.

They made it down the steps and Peter saw Aidan, Edmund, and Ahri waiting for him. "Let's go," Peter said to them.

They quickly followed him. Ahri turned to look at Susan as they walked away.

* * *

Anya heard a knock on the library door.

"Come in." She called.

The door opened and Atlas came in. His sword hung on his side. "Your sister is getting suspicious." He told her, walking over.

"She can stay that way." She replied coldly.

Atlas silently chuckled. "What are you working on?"

"Looking for a way for us to get to Narnia, without having to deal with the Narnians."

"Why would we go to Narnia?"

"To find our daughter."

* * *

Peter and Edmund followed Ahri and Aidan as they walked through the dark forest that separated Narnia and Lyria.

Ahri knew of the dangers that would be in the forest. So far, nothing had come up to say 'hello.'

Which was good for them. None of them wanted to deal with that. They just wanted to find Faith. Hopefully, make peace with the Lyrian's and go home.

They hoped it would be this simple.

Peter saw Ahri stop at a large tree. He could see a clearing and a castle.

Each of them stopped beside her.

"Welcome to Lyria, my Kings," Ahri told them.