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"Are we here already?" Daphne groaned. 

"Daphne, we already told you, we're almost there," Sybill said patiently. 

"'We're almost there' isn't a time." 

"It's another sentence for 'shut up', Daphne," I chirped. 

"Don't -" 

"Okay! REALLY! Shut up!" Arion said. 

Daphne ducked under a huge branch. "I've never seen Narnia like this, have you?" she asked. I looked around. It was magnificent. I had never seen Narnia like it. It wasn't icy cold anymore, and the trees were dancing. 

"Oh look!" Sybill said as two rabbits hopped along each other. 

"We've never seen rabbits like that, have we?" Arion added. 

"They're usually stone," I said. 

Daphne gave a loud shriek. We all turned to see what was wrong with her. Daphne was pointing to a camp. 

"ASLAN'S CAMP!" she said. 

"Aslan's Camp," we all repeated.  

"I can't believe it's Aslan's Camp," breathed Sybill. She gave me a look. "No - Eleanor, I know that look-" 

I sped off down the path. I could hear miraculous giggling and someone following me. I turned quickly to see Daphne. 

"Okay okay, STOP!" Sybill yelled running toward us too. "Hands out - " 

We walked cautiously into the camp. All types of  creatures were running around. It seemed joyful. 

"Aslan . . . " Sybill breathed. I turned my head to see a  huge lion standing there. 

"Evans family," he roared. Everyone quieted down. 

Sybill bowed. "It is a great honor to work for you, Aslan," she said. 

"And - what happened to your parents?" a centaur next to Aslan barked. There was a silence from all of us. 

"Sir," I piped up, "my mother and father are as good as dead. The White Witch made them into stones when we were children." 

Again, silence. Sybill glared at me and mouthed, "Are you insane? I had it under control!" and Arion looked at Sybill and almost stomped on her foot. Daphne wiped away her tears. I put my arm around Daphne. 

"Everyone!"  Aslan said, "the newest members of our tribe. Eleanor and Daphne Evans." I looked up. What about Sybill and Arion? 

"Excuse me, sir? Aslan? What about Sybill and Arion?" Daphne asked. Aslan looked from Sybill to Arion and back again. 

"But - surely, your siblings have told you their mission?" 

"What mission?" Daphne and I asked. 

"We're going on a mission for Aslan, Daph and El," Sybill burst out. I froze. 

"Then we're-" 

"No, it's too dangerous." It wasn't Sybill who spoke. It was Arion. 

"But Mum and Dad said to stick together!" Daphne said. 

"Mum and Dad said to do what's for the best! This is the best, you should trust Aslan. He's sending us on a mission because he knows that Arion and Sybill Evans know how to!" Sybill said. 

"Fine. What is it anyway?" I asked. 

Sybill and Arion traded a look. 

"Well, what is it?"

"See - we've got to - go and er - " Arion started. 

"We can't say it!" Sybill snapped. "Aslan, take care of our siblings. Eleanor is this one. And Daphne is this one. They both love weapons, give them any weapon and they can do it like a pro." 

"I can see that," Aslan said. "Now, go." 

Sybill and Arion bowed before turning and walking away. Sybill and Arion looked over their shoulder. 

"Be safe!" Sybill yelled before they both disappeared.