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There she stood, staring at the crystal clear water from the castle balcony. As she had done every morning, just as the sun would begin to rise. Some days she would lean against the cold railing and think about what was to come in life. Other days she would just escape the call of the world. Just leave behind the calls of duty and pressures of the kingdom.
Many say that they would do anything in their will to have her position. To be able to roam a enormous castle, to browse a wide selection of jewels. And if she could, she would give it to whoever wanted the position, whomever wanted to be a princess. For countless jewels and beautiful gowns could not compare to the one she had lost.
Aslan had said 'Things will become clearer as you grow through the years'
And his words held truth, for now she understood that her love did not belong in this world. Though he did not tell her of the pain that would be experienced during his absence. Though she knew that she could not blame Aslan for this. For she believed he had no knowledge of how much she would suffer from this.
Even so, she knew that she could not lag off when helping to rule her kingdom. Though her heart was slowly breaking and her soul slowly dying. She still held the title that she had acquired at birth.
Mandisa Ira, Princess of The Golden Kingdom
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Mandisa tossed and turned in her sleep as she began to dream. Sweat trickled down her forehead, dampening her dark hair.
"They have returned, they have returned!" Could be heard throughout the forests of Narnia. The water that surrounded the Golden Kingdom began to quake and formed massive waves. But Mandisa knew her home and it was in no way angry, instead it was excited for some strange reason.
Time seemed to pass by and she found herself standing in the throne room of Cair Paravel. And she was not alone. In the center of the room there stood Aslan, in all of his glory. In front of him there stood four others, she could not see their faces for their backs were turned to her. But she did not need to see them, she already knew who they were.
They soon noticed that she was in the room and one by one each turned and faced her. A smile graced her lips as Mandisa looked at her friends who she had not seen in four years. But they had each changed in some way, they looked older, wiser a drastic change from when they had been carefree and naïve. Her breath hitched as the last began to turn to her.
But before she could see her loves face, her eyes shot open and she sat up in her bed. She took in massive amounts of air at a time as she recovered.
"Another vision?" a young fairy named Blossom asked as she suddenly appeared by Mandisa's bed. All Mandisa could do was nod her head slowly.
"About them returning?" Blossom continued on "It will be any day now, then."
Her shocking clear blue eyes stared into the princess's deep brown ones. Looking into her soul, into her heart, reading her thoughts "But you are afraid. Why?"
Mandisa found herself able to answer this question "To face the one you love, after so long. Tell me what there is not to be afraid of."
"Aslan said, that when the Nymphs begin to start to surface again. That is when they will return."
Mandisa looked to the view outside of her sleeping chambers. Where the water went on for miles and miles, she whispered, "Naida will be arriving this afternoon."
"Then that my princess, is when we shall expect the Queens and Kings of Narnia, to return." Blossom said in a low tone, before she disappeared.
"Now why must fairies always be so mysterious?" Mandisa said to herself as she tucked a lose strand of hair behind her ear "Though, she is right. They will return and I am afraid of what is to come."
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