Well, we finally got to that battle. I led us into battle since I was head General of Aslan's army. At one point it looked like we weren't going to win, but we pulled it off. And afterwards, the four of us were crowned the Kings and Queens of Narnia. I was called Peter the Magnificent, High King of Narnia, Emperor of the Lone Islands, Lord of Cair Paravel, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion, which gave me supreme authority over all subsequent Narnian monarchs. Try not to let that one got to your head, yeah?
We spent fifteen years ruling Narnia until one day we were out chasing a stag and happened upon the Lamp Post that marked the exit of the Wardrobe and when we entered, it was as if we had never left England.
Part of me feels like this isn't the end, but I can't imagine what could happen next. We tried going back to Narnia through the Wardrobe, but it wouldn't work again.