Finding the lost lion

Unexpected Journey

EVANGELINE'S P.O.V.

I avoid Aslan more than usual for the next few weeks, easier than it sounds, considering the fact that I know every nook, cranny and secret passageway of this country.

Right now I am wandering the halls because I have nothing better to do.

ASLAN'S P.O.V.

"Have you seen Evangeline?" I ask a butler I see in the hall.

"No your highness, I have not seen her." He responds.

I growl and stalk off down the hall.

That's when I see it, a flash of red hair.

"Evangeline!" I yell after her.

I take off down the hall and skid around the corner.

It's a dead end.

EVANGELINE'S P.O.V.

That was close.

Thank goodness Grandfather's study is concealed from anyone that he didn't show to.

I slide down the door and let the silent tears fall.

I can hear Aslan on the other side, pacing. I wonder what this sudden display of affection is about.

That is when I feel the strange sensation, a tingling in my fingers and toes.

Before my eyes I watch Grandfather's study disappear. I'm in a strange place, with loud metal beasts roaring past with people inside.

I look around and try to figure out where I am. I notice I am wearing a strange style of dress.

"You look lost." A woman says.

I look up and see the woman, trailed by four children.

My breath hitches as I remember Grandfather's request.

I nod my head.

"Do you have any parents?" The lady asks.

I shake my head.

"Would you like to stay with my children? They are going to the country." She says.

I nod sheepishly.

She smiles and guides me to her children's place on the metal beast.

I look around nervously.

"Have you never been on a train before?" One of her two sons asks.

I shake my head no.

"Boys! Introduce yourselves." Her older daughter scolds.

"I'm Peter, pleasure to meet you." The blonde boy says.

"I'm Edmund." The darker haired boy grunts, and doesn't look at me.

"I'm sorry about my brothers, my name is Susan." The girl who had scolded her brothers says.

I crack a shy smile at her and turn my head to the other girl, the youngest.

"Hi I'm Lucy!" She says, full of energy.

"What's your name?" Susan asks.

I write it on the window.

"That's a pretty name." She says, ignoring my muteness.

I like Susan, she's clever and smart and sensible.

The train ride passed quickly, I played with Lucy and her Teddy Bear for a while, and then after everybody else fell asleep, I covered them with blankets and returned to my spot next to Lucy. Her head fell onto my shoulder, and I gently brush her hair out of her face and fall asleep as well.