Daughter of the Winter

NARNIA...a land frozen in eternal winter...a country waiting to be set free.
Four adventurers step through a wardrobe door and into the land of Narnia--a land enslaved by the power of the White Witch.But hen almost all hope is lost, the return of the Great Lion, Aslan, signals a great change...and great sacrifice.

"Oh, well aren't you a pretty one?" A bone chilling voice purred, their words directed towards a young innocent girl.
Amber clashed with black.
The staring was never ending.
Both fought for dominance.
"I wish I could say the same to you." Without warning, the amber eyed maiden was pressed against the wall of rock behind her.
Stars danced in her eyes as she tried to remain both conscious and strong in front of this person.
"You need to learn not to speak out of turn, my dear." The feministic voice coming from the black eyed one barked.
"And why should I listen to you?" Looking at the girl with amber eyes and long beautiful white hair, she wasn't the same girl from a week ago who was weak and helpless on the train.
No, she was a person worthy to bear the crown of Narnia. But this black eyed, blue haired person was going to make sure that this little princess's crown never saw the light of Narnia again.