✔️ Ice Warrior (Narnia) ✔️

1.6

Love Is Both Dangerous And Powerful, That's Why Many Fear It

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It would soon be over, the battle would soon be done. The army was heading to the clearing, to destroy the Kings and Queens, to kill those faithful to Aslan.

Aurora had left the same time as the Army, only she went the opposite way. She wasn't sure where she was going, she only knew what she needed to do. She needed the truth.

She felt a presence beside her, almost as if it was guiding her. It was almost a soft breeze, leading her to a tall mountain. Whatever the 'breeze' was, it was helping her, not only leading her the  way, but keeping her steady as she climbed.

Once at the top, she realised there was nothing there. A thought crossed her mind, one she didn't like. She wasn't getting help, she was imagining it.

Anger rose in the girl as she let out a scream. All the work she had done for nothing. "I want the truth!" she yelled. "Tell me the truth! Help me!"

A small, yet bright light appeared in front of the girl. She reached out to touch it, only for it to move back. "What on Narnia is that?"

Aurora followed the light, slowly retreating back down the mountain, to a cave. A frown appeared on her face as she appeared by a waterfall.

"Where am I?" The waterfall's sound seemed to drowned out the girl's words. Why was it so loud? No other waterfall appeared so loud. Yes, they were all loud, though this waterfall was deafening.

Aurora put her hand out, going to touch the water. Just before she touched it, she stopped. What if the water was poisoned? What if this was Aslan's last act of villainess? Tricking her into going to her death, making her aunt weak once more. 

She sighed, before touching it. If she was going to die, she would. The moment her hand touched the water, the sound disappeared. The water began to glow, causing her to step back.

She was right, she was going to die.

A blue mist appeared around the girl, causing her to gulp. Would her death be painful? Or painless? 

Aurora closed her eyes preparing for her death, though instead she was greeted with the warm air.

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Aurora was confused as she opened her eyes, only to see a girl with long almost white hair, standing with another girl, one a few years younger.

"Why are we here, Crys?" The younger whined. "I just want to be at home, practicing magic."

The older girl let out a chuckle. "Come on, we're in need of an adventure!" "Magic is an adventure," the young girl mumbled.

"You're my little sister, I would never cause you any pain." The older girl grabbed her sister's hand. "I will always protect you."

The two girls smiled at each other. Only for a male to appear. "Stop right there!"

The older girl pushed her sister behind her, getting her sword out, putting it at the boy with black hair and dark brown eyes.

"Who are you?"

"Wow," the male said as he stared at the girl. The older girl kept her sword pointing at the boy, despite her gaze softening. Neither broke eye contact, as if they were in a trance.

The younger girl looked from behind her sister, staring at the older and extremely attractive male. She was oblivious to the connection between her sister and the boy.