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I am Isala. Isala the Fierce, Queen of Narnia.

Now I am in exile, here in Gren. But I know that I will eventually return to my home country. Return to Narnia.

This is my chronicle of what happened. This is my story.

Chapter 1

She came in disguise, as a poor peasant girl who wanted no more than three square meals a day and a bed to lay her head on at night. We were all fooled by her when she first came. We accepted her, me the most. She became almost part of our family. My sisters, me, and her. Laerana the Fearless, Sabina the Merciful, me – Isala the Fierce, and Cassia the Pure. And then there was her – Jadis the Innocent. At least that was what the servants called her. They were wrong, so very wrong!

She lived with us almost nine months before she revealed her secret, and even then she only told me, because, as she put it, I had potential to be the greatest queen Narnia had ever seen. Her secret was so surprising and yet so expected – she was planning to take over Narnia and make me queen. Of course, she was lying to me. She was…is…the Great Deceiver. Yes, she was planning to take over Narnia, but no, she did not want to make me queen.

She had been with us for little over a year when her armies arrived. By then, I had joined her wholeheartedly. She said she wouldn't harm my sisters, and she didn't seem evil at all, only concerned for the good of Narnia.

One night, I snuck out of my bedroom to join her and her armies. She had already known about the castle's defenses, having explored the castle countless times. She just needed me to show her exactly where to go, or so I thought.

I was in for a surprise, by the great Lion I was. She had told me to meet her at the stroke of midnight, but I got there a little early. So I heard her talking with a Minotaur.

"The meddlesome one…Isala. She is of no more use to us. You can dispose of her." I gasped, and suddenly she quieted and became alert. She saw me right away, and had the Minotaur bind me and take me to her. She looked so different, there in her war carriage. Much less like a girl of fourteen and more like a conquering queen.

Of course, I was very naïve back then. I immediately demanded to know what she was doing and why she wanted to kill me. But she just laughed.

"Silly girl! Did you really think that you were going to rule Narnia with me? No, of course not! Why would I let a backstabbing traitor such as you be at my side?" was her mocking reply.

She let me go back to the castle that day, because she was planning on attacking the castle the following night and my sisters would be cautious if I disappeared. She threatened to torture and then kill me if I breathed a word of this to my sisters. But my mind was made up. She wasn't just a girl. She was a witch, and it was my duty as queen of Narnia to warn my sisters.

So warn them I did. My sisters believed me, and evacuated most of the people from the castle before she attacked. But I had to stay behind, but doing that was a risky business. My sisters had no idea that I was the one who showed her all the secret passageways of the castle. Besides, I had sealed a covenant with blood when she told me of her secret, so long ago to my mind, even though it was only a quarter of a year.

She invaded the castle at the stroke of midnight like she said she would, and she found me in my bedroom. She took me back to the battle in the courtyard, where the servants were valiantly fighting to try to allow me and my sisters to escape. It was working. Her armies were being driven back.

And then she called out my sisters' names. When they stopped fighting and turned towards her, they saw me standing beside her. My older sisters' faces hardened, and all three of them hurried away. My spirits fell.

"Who is going to rescue you now? You have betrayed your sisters, and the only reward for a traitor is death. Your sisters have turned against you, and now you are friendless." she taunted.

I watched helplessly as she quickly turned all of the resisters to stone. There was nothing I could do, and although she didn't turn me to stone, it was like I was stone anyways. The horrible realization of what I had done finally struck me. Nothing could save me now. I resolved then and there to go out fighting.

I whipped out the silver dagger that I always carried at my waist and charged towards her. My war cry ripped out of my throat. "The Fierce for Aslan!"She heard me coming and whipped around, pointing her wand at me. I felt myself freeze, then looked down in horror as my feet started to turn to stone. I snarled and bared my teeth at her. She just laughed.

"Did you really think you could kill me?" Then she stalked off. I was completely stone by then, and I couldn't even move as I watched her. She cast a spell that turned the whole castle to ice.

A few days later I watched as she moved into the ice castle. Already hundreds of creatures hiding in the nooks and crannies of the palace had been ferreted out and turned to stone here in the courtyard where I was, not the least of which was a lion. I blacked out then, for what reason I have no idea.

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