The Heart Of Gold: Book 1 (A Narnia Fanfiction)

Chapter 14: The Truth.

That night, everyone in Aslan's camp celebrated with pomp and glamour. Barrels and barrels of ale along with various kinds of exotic vegetables and meat, were being served in enormous quantities. Fawns and dryads danced, few even asked Anna to dance, who was a bit hesitant at first, then joined in. Even Hamish had been enjoying every minute as he chatted with Oreius' son, who seemed to have taken a liking to stories and books, listening to Hamish talk about them, so excitedly. Lucy danced along with the others. Susan and Peter, smiled and laughed around with everyone, but maintained their distance.

As she and Peter sat beside each other, Susan, looking at Anna, dancing with the creatures and enjoying herself thoroughly as if they were her family, said, "You know something, Peter?"

"Hmm?" Peter too, looked where Susan where looking.

"I envy her sometimes."

"You?" He gave a chuckle. "You envy Lisa?"

She rolled her eyes in reply, "I look up to her, a lot. I mean.. she's perfect."

Anna had been chatting and laughing with some fawns, listening to their stories.

"She can do everything.. I feel so lost sometimes." Susan continued.

"You're not the only one." Peter replied.

"Really? You? You would love being king."

"It's still too much to handle. Something you wouldn't understand." He replied, harshly as a wave of hurt, flashed across his face.

Susan stayed silent. She didn't know what to say. She continued, "But Anna's always been there for me."

"That's great.." Peter trailed off, clearly distracted.

Anna was suddenly asked by Aslan to follow her, outside the tent. Others, who didn't notice their absence and continued the party.

"Wonder what's all that about.." Susan said, looking at Aslan and Anna, leaving the tent. Peter looked, closely at them.

Anna had followed Aslan to the same cliff that overlooked Cair Paravel.

They were engulfed in silence for a while.

"Is something the matter?" Anna asked, finally looking at Aslan.

Aslan chuckled and replied, "We haven't spoken at all, ever since you arrived. I believe there are some questions to answer."

"Oh, do you want me to bring Hamish?"

"If I would, I would've called him too. I'm afraid, there are somethings we must discuss alone." Aslan looked at her.

She nodded, understanding. Aslan started, "You seem extremely close the Hamish."

"Well, he's the only family, I've had." Anna replied, looking at Aslan.

"Is he though?" Aslan asked.

"What?"

"It all started far back...when Narnia was created, I had assumed a human form for a while. It was during that time that I had met your mother. Have you ever wondered why your middle name is Aurelia?"

She shook her head. Her (adoptive) mother's name was Sophia. It was confusing, now that she thought about it, why hadn't she ever thought that?

... Oh, that's right. She had thought that, it must've been her grandmother's name.

"It was your real mother's name. She was the life of Narnia." Aslan chuckled deeply and shook his head, fondly. "The true and only spirit of Narnia. She was no royal, but, never seemed any less." He looked at her. "You have her eyes and her smile."