Prologue
"You are prepared?"
"Yes."
"Then you are ready. You know your task; protect them at all costs, especially him!"
"Yes, my liege."
A black clad figure knelt before a set of large stone steps, head bowed in an act of fealty. And when a shadow drew over the figure, you could see the amethyst eyes that shone from the deep depths of the hood, as they met with the large and wisdom filled golden one's that could only have belonged to Aslan.
The hidden face again looked to the floor as Aslan studied the hunched figure of the Guardian he had assigned to watch over Narnia's greatest hope.
As the mysterious figure stood, Aslan spoke, "Your task shall not be easy; you will be able to follow the Kings and Queens throughout their journey in this world and in theirs. You have unique abilities young one, use all that has been taught to you and use them wisely."
The figure bowed with respect and then rising walked up the steps to stand along side the mighty Lion. "Are you ready?" The figure nodded, staring straight ahead. "Then step through the archway and you will reach you destination. Remember Imanie, you have the gift of love but you must open your heart. Good luck my child. "
With a sharp nod and a quick intake of breath, not daring to look back, she walked through stone archway and disappeared from sight.
To anyone who had been watching it seemed as if the figure had vanished into thin air, like she had never been there. In truth she had disappeared only to reappear not far from the ones she had sworn to protect.
Not many had known about the second prophecy that had been made. It was more of a myth, a child's story. Faith comes with hope and when hope vanishes, faith will follow. Whilst not much was known about her past, she would play a vital role in the events to come. This is her story, of how she fought for her kingdom, her people and her King.