The Legacy's Return (#2)

Aslan's How

"How is this possible?" 

"This is mockery!" 

"She only came here a year ago!" 

"What the King told you is absolutely true." The Professor came and stood behind me. "Princess Sophie," I flinched, hating it when he called me that and he knew so, but he couldn't help it. "....is the true heir to the throne."

At that, I looked up at Caspian. He had a very supportive look on. If I was being very honest, I didn't deserve him. He deserved someone better than me. But apparently, he thought otherwise.

"This is a hoax!" One of them stood up. "This is a conspiracy for wanting the throne."

The Professor told me not to put forward any personal opinions or views but that triggered me. "I want nothing to do with the throne whatsoever." I said. "I came to Narnia as a normal human being and I wish to be that way."

"Sophie." The Professor touched my arm. "Why don't you wait in the dining hall for lunch?"

"But-"

He simply nodded his head and told me to trust him. So, I did just that. But I didn't wait for them in the hall. I couldn't stay at the castle with what was happening. I went to the one place where people treated me like who I was - only Sophie Adams.

I rushed to the stables and brought Thomas out from his stall. I wished Mr. Henry and he tipped his hat at me, wishing me back. I fixed the saddles on the horse and made my way to my place. Well, it wasn't my place exactly but it felt like it. People didn't behave any different when I was there and I felt welcomed. Not that I didn't feel welcomed in the castle. I just needed a change of environment.

Mr. Henry didn't know who I was and I wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible. It was bad enough that Nina and everyone else knew and were behaving differently around me. I didn't need Mr. Henry to be one of them as well.

"Come on, Thomas!" I said as the horse increased his speed.

He ran very fast and moments from the dream came back to me. I took a deep breath to not break down because even though I knew that Caspian would never do that, a part of me was still afraid.

I reached the familiar part of the woods that I had visited countless number of times in the last four months. It felt natural to me that the fallen tree that came in my dreams was lying there. My fear was only whether my dreams were communicating something to me. 

Were they talking to me or was I just being paranoid? I had a feeling that maybe they were. Because something deep inside me told that the creature that jumped onto the evil person was none other than Aslan. It couldn't have been anyone else.

Or I was being paranoid. Somewhere inside, I had a fear that Narnia could be dangerous and unsafe for me to live in. But that was only during the initial few weeks after I came. Maybe it was just that fear resurfacing to remind me that I had nothing to be afraid of anymore. I had so many questions. Which was why I needed to talk to one of my closest friends in that place.

I knew nobody would have followed me there. No one would search for me. There was a long stick of wood outside the main entrance and a couple of stones nearby. I made a small fire by rubbing the stones against each other and lit the stick. I took a deep breath and walked through the front gate. 

The torch in my hands lighted and guided the pathway. It felt surreal being there. The fact that the Pevensies had walked the same hallways that I was gave me goosebumps. The main entrance was once covered with huge rubble of stones but they were removed once the Second Battle of Beruna was over and Caspian was crowned the King.

All the way inside, there were carvings on the wall depicting how Narnia was found by Aslan, how the lamp post was established in the middle of the forest, the adventures of the Pevensies and how they defeated the White Witch. There was also one about their coronation.

The newer ones depicted what had happened after the Pevensies had left Narnia. Not a single piece of information was left - The attack of the Telmarines, the return of the Pevensies, the rebellion by Caspian, the Second Battle of Beruna, the Pevensies leaving Narnia and the last but not the least, Caspian's coronation - all were carved beautifully carved onto the stone walls.

There was a strong air from inside, which I found to be very strange. But I closed my hands over the fire to keep it from going off. I finally came out to an opening and I knew what I had to do.

I saw an opening in the side of the entrance where I kept the fire. The fire spread throughout the archway and lit the room. Right in the middle of the room, in all its glory, was the stone table. I got the chills just looking at it. In the wall in front of me, was the meaning of hope.

"Aslan." I whispered as I walked inside and sat down facing that wall with my back leaning against the back of the Stone Table.

Aslan told me that we would meet again. At a time when I needed answers the most, I needed to be there. I needed to see him at that moment. I thought about the time he appeared in my dreams and talked to me. He told me. "You are not a nobody. Definitely not in Narnia." He knew that I was the Princess, just like the centaurs knew.

I sat there for a long time. My stomach started to rumble and that was when I realised that I hadn't had breakfast. I needed to go back to the castle for lunch even if I didn't want to.

There were loud thuds coming from the underneath hallway. I turned around and my heart started to beat faster. Someone's shadow moved as far as my eyes could see. "Who is it?" A voice spoke before I could call out for them.

I knew who it was. "It's me." I said as the figure came into the light.

"Oh." He acknowledged, recognising my voice. "Sophie Adams."