Coronation day.

Two words Elaine never thought would apply to her. Well, maybe it wasn't directly to her, but the point still stood.

Elaine looked in the mirror in her new room at Cair Paravel. She was wearing a green velvet dress with long loose sleeves that had a gold ribbon around her elbows. More gold ribbons criss-crossed on the front from her chest down to her waist. Her hair was curled with half of it pulled back to frame her face better.

It had been a long few days since the battle. Most of her time had been spent tending to wounded soldiers as they waited for Lucy to come along with her cordial. She had been more than grateful when they had arrived at Cair Paravel and she was able to take a nice long rest.

And now…it was time to watch her friends become who they were always destined to be.

"My lady," a voice on the other side of the door said as she knocked. "Are you ready for the coronation?"

"Yes, Mara," Elaine said to her maid. "I'm ready."

Mara led her to the Throne Room where all of the Narnians were preparing for the Pevensies' entrance. Oreius, restored from his stone form, stood among the ranks of centaurs in two lines who all held their swords proudly in front of them. The rest of the creatures stood as part of the audience as Narnian history was about to be made.

A horn sounded and Aslan walked into the Throne Room with the two girls on one side and the two boys on the other. They walked down the line made for them by the centaurs as everyone watched with rapt attention. Elaine could not have been happier for her friends.

Lucy looked around her in awe, Susan did her best to look professional, Edmund looked absolutely ecstatic, and Peter stood regal.

"To the glistening Eastern Sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant," Aslan announced.

The Beavers walked forward each holding two crowns on small blue pillows with Mr. Tumnus walking behind them. He took the first silver crown and put it on Lucy's head.

"To the great Western Wood, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant Southern Sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. And to the clear Northern Sky, I give you King Peter the Magnificent."

Elaine felt goosebumps rise up on her arms as the Pevensies sat down on their thrones. They had done it. They had fulfilled the prophecy.

Aslan turned to face the Pevensies. "Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens."

"Long live King Peter!" everyone, including Elaine, said in unison. "Long live King Edmund! Long live Queen Susan! Long live Queen Lucy!"

Following the coronation, a great banquet was held for the new Kings and Queens.

"Killian," Elaine called to her trainer.

"My lady," Killian nodded.

"I wanted to thank for all of your help. If it wasn't for you and your training, I wouldn't be alive right now."

"It was an honor to train you, my lady. I look forward to more lessons in the future."

Elaine smiled as he went off to talk with others.

"My dear Elaine," she heard behind her. She turned to find Peter with a hand extended towards her. "May I have this dance?"

"I would be delighted."

She took Peter's hand and he led her to the floor. The orchestra began playing a simple waltz and Elaine let Peter lead her in the same dance that all the others on the dance floor were doing as well.

They pressed their hands together and took small steps to the sides and in circles. It was a moment Elaine would cherish forever.

Once the party ended, Elaine began to head back to her room to get some well-earned sleep.

"Elaine!"

She turned to find Peter walking towards her. "Your Majesty," she said with a small curtsy.

"No," Peter said, holding his hand out. "None of that, please."

Elaine let out a small laugh. "As you wish."

"I wanted to give you something."

"Peter, you don't have to give me anything. After all, it is your coronation day."

"This is to thank you for all you've done for me and my family. You've been an amazing friend ever since we first met, and you've done nothing but try to protect us. You trained hard and you fought by my side in the biggest and hardest moment of my life. And no matter what, you have shown that you will stop at nothing to make sure that those you love are safe."

"Where exactly are you going with this?"

"As a thank you, I got you this."

To Elaine's utter shock, Peter pulled out a drawing that was an exact replica of the picture of her mother and father that she loved so much. Her hand went to her mouth as tears sprang to her eyes.

"Oh, Peter. How…how did you do this?"

"Your mirror. I saw the picture in it and I asked one of the Narnians to draw it. And he made it look just as good as the original photograph."

"Yes. He even captured my mother's happiness. Peter…this is the best gift anyone's ever given me. Thank you."

When she looked up at him, she met his eyes and realized that they had nothing but affection in them. She let out a small laugh.

"What is it?" Peter asked.

"It's just…something Aslan said to me before. Suddenly, it all makes sense."

They drew closer to one another and shared a beautiful and innocent kiss. Peter snaked his arms around Elaine's waist to pull her closer to him. She rested her hands on his shoulders and felt that nothing in this world or any other would ever be able to erase what she felt for Peter Pevensie, High King of Narnia.

Elaine walked forward to where the now five thrones were. Susan, Edmund, and Lucy were standing in front of their respective thrones while Peter stood forward in the middle. Mara watched her mistress with utter happiness throughout the procession.

The eyes of all of the Narnians were on her, yet Elaine didn't feel nervous. She held her back erect, but she couldn't stop herself from smiling as she met Peter's very proud eyes.

When she reached him, she knelt down in front of him. Peter took the golden crown that Mr. Tumnus was holding. Having looked into Elaine's mirror to receive his answer, he held the crown over her with the utmost confidence in his words.

"To the ancient Northwestern Ocean, I give you Queen Elaine…the Faithful." He gently placed the crown upon her head. She looked up at him and smiled broadly. He took her hand and he helped her stand up. "Once a Queen of Narnia, always a Queen. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens."

Elaine kissed her husband as all of the Narnians began cheering, "Long live King Peter! Long live Queen Elaine! Long live King Edmund! Long live Queen Susan! Long live Queen Lucy!"

The only time Elaine had ever been happier was on her wedding day when she became Elaine Pevensie.

On a much-needed break from their royal duties and constant training, the Pevensies were all out on horseback on the ever famous quest to capture the White Stag. Rumor had it that if one captured the Stag, the person was granted one wish. Ever since they had heard of such a thing, all of them had tried their best to catch the animal, but it eluded them each time.

But all the same, it didn't matter to them. Horseback riding was one of their favorite pastimes and it allowed them all to get out of the castle and just have some fun.

Elaine smiled as she and Peter rode next to each other. As the years had passed, their love for each other had grown stronger with each passing moment, and Peter made sure that his wife knew just how much he loved her. It was even better than the marriage she had always envisioned when looking at the photograph of her parents together.

"Where's Edmund?" Lucy asked, noticing they were one Pevensie short.

The four of them rode back and finally found Edmund where he and Philip had stopped.

"Come on, Ed," Susan said.

"Just catching my breath," Edmund told her.

"Well, that's all we'll catch at this rate."

"I thought you wanted to catch the White Stag most of all," Elaine laughed.

"What did he say again, Susan?" Lucy asked.

"'You girls wait in the castle. I'll get the Stag myself!'" she mimicked Edmund.

The five of them began laughing at Susan's playfulness. Then they looked over and noticed something peculiar. Each of the Pevensies dismounted from their horses.

"What's this?" Peter asked, looking up at the lit lamppost. "It seems familiar."

"As if from a dream," Susan remarked.

"Or a dream of a dream," Lucy added. A look of realization crossed her face. "Spare Oom." She began to wander off in another direction.

"Lucy!" Peter called as they followed her.

"Not again!" Susan muttered.

"Lu?"

"Come on!" Lucy said eagerly.

They continued to follow Lucy when they realized the space was getting smaller and smaller and they were no longer running into trees.

"These aren't branches," Peter groaned.

"They're coats," Susan whispered.

Everyone started groaning as they were running into one another.

"Susan, you're on my foot!"

"Peter, move off!"

"Will you get off me?"

"Stop shoving!"

"I'm not on your toe!"

Suddenly, everyone fell out of the wardrobe and onto a hard wooden floor. They all looked at each other in shock as they realized they had reverted back to their younger selves from when they had first gone inside the wardrobe.

The door unlatched and in walked the Professor. "Oh," he said. "There you are. What were you all doing in the wardrobe?"

Everyone met eyes with one another and lightly smiled. How could they ever answer such a question?

"You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir," Peter said.

The Professor tossed Peter the ball they had lost before and smiled. "Try me."

Everyone looked at one another with unexplainable expressions. The Professor raised his eyebrows and walked out, knowing that they would explain everything to him soon enough.

"Peter," Elaine whispered. "Look."

The two of them looked at their hands and they saw that they were still wearing their Narnian wedding rings. It was the only thing from Narnia that had come back with them.

Elaine knew then that their time in Narnia was not over.

Keep a lookout for Part 2 which will posted in a few days!