Hey guys,

So I came up with story line along time ago but never wrote this because I never thought anyone would like my writing but it seems that you guys do. So I'm going to write a sample of this story and you guys tell me what you think. If I should keep writing it or not.

But don't worry I'm still going to be updating/writing my other story "getting passed yesterday"

PLEAS TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!

Chapter 1: preview

I sat on the large beach around Cair paravel. I loved feeling the mist hit me face when I wind danced across the water. I could hear the bird chirping and the mermaids sing a sweet song. I don't know what in the world could be better than this. I lived in the most amazing place in the world.

Narnia.

But it was never always as peaceful as this. A long time ago, there was a war over Narnia. Where it was evil vs. good. Winter vs. summer. Warm vs. cold. Ice vs. fire. That's back when my mother thought she was queen.

Yes I am the daughter of the white witch and let's just say I am not proud of it. I don't even tell anyone because I know they would kill me just how fire melts ice. But the whole thing is, is that I am nothing like her. I'm not evil and cold. I don't kill people and take over a place that is not mine to take.

I'm a good person. I help the people of Narnia not kill them like she did. I don't even know her. When I was born she just threw me again like yesterday's trash. Thank god I was found and taken care for the true king of Narnia.

Aslan.

He found me in the woods crying and took me in. He brought me to a pair of fawns who looked after me when he was away. This was sometimes years at a time. He knew who I was. He knew who my mother was but didn't care. He always says to me that why he did what he did was because he could tell I was meant to do something great for Narnia.

Of course I never believed him but I never argued with what he said. I grew to look at him like the father I never had. Those were the good old days before my mother started taking over. I was so scared that all of my friends would die. And most of them did.

This went on for years and years. Until the kings and queens of Cair Paravel came and fought against her and won. Then everything went back to the way it was before. Yes there were many other battles in Narnia but that was the one was the start of my new life.

From then on I learned how to fight so I could help protect Narnia but of course Aslan said no that I was meant for something else. So I've never gotten to fight but I still practice all the time.

Yes I'm sure your thinking how old is this girl. Well if you go by Narnia years I'm 6500 but in your world I would be 21. I know I should be gone like all the other people who have but I'm not. Aslan told me that because of who my mother is and god knows who my father is, that I don't age. Well I age but I age as if I was in your world. Which I never understood but I didn't want to know ether.

It was bad enough that my mother with an evil witch but I didn't need to know why I was so much different than everyone else here. Right?

"Reina." I hearing my name pulled me out of my day dream

I turned and saw him "Aslan!" I run over and hugged him tightly. "Oh Aslan I have missed you. That god you back." I smiled and pulled back to look at him.

"Reina I have missed you too but… I wish the reason I was here was a good one but it's not."

I looked at him "than why are you here?"

He sighed a little and looked into my eyes "she's… she's back reina and this time she knows about you."

My eyes opened widely "but... How Aslan? No one knows who I really am but you…"

He sat down still looking in my eyes "because of your powers reina. She wants them and she will do anything to get them."