Chapter 6
I've got to make room for this feeling

They had finished eating their meal and had gotten into a light conversation about centaurs. She asked about their fighting style and traditions. Oreius was happy to answer her questions but their conversation was soon interrupted. The centaur who had greeted her the first day she had come to Narnia walked toward them. Oreius stood and offered his hand to her helping her up as well. The centaur was a dark color with dark brown hair.

"General Oreius, everything if prepared for tonight." The centaur soon departed and Alexandria turned to Oreius.

"What's happening tonight?"

"He's coming to meet you."

"Who?"

"Aslan, the king of Narnia, well one of the kings I should say." She recognized the name she had herd it amongst other when she ventured around the camp with Oreius. "Come, we must get ready to see him." They walked back to the tent, continuing the conversation that they had held earlier only with some questions about Aslan. She had begun to wonder though.

"No offense to this lovely tunic." Oreius laughed at her remark. "But to meet a king shouldn't I wear something more formal?" he smiled as they got to his tent.

"I took the liberty of having something made for the occasion." They entered the tent to find everything laid out for them for the evening. Their outfit were laid out on the bed and Alexandria smiled at the sight of her uniform. she walked over and held it up.

"I hope you don't mind it being fashioned into more of a centaur form of clothing."

"No, its lovely." She was just happy to see her uniform in one piece again. looking down at the rest of the outfit she saw her white blouse and a black sash.

"Do you acquire any assistance?" she shook her head no. "I will be outside if you need any."

Oreius left the tent and Alexandria turned to the clothing. She undid her sash and took of the red tunic before slipping on her blouse and black service coat. She buttoned up the front of the coat and smoothed down front and the piece the draped over her back. she took hold of the sash and attempted to tie around her waist but he had done something that she missed. Oreius entered the tent when she called him, he looked around and saw her dilemma. She held out the sash to him.

"How exactly did you do this?" he smiled and took the sash from her begging to wrap it around her.

"Just like you would a bandage and I tied it in the back." he took a step back when he was done and smiled.

"How do I look?" she held her arms out at her sides, she would have done a twirl but decide against it with her new body and all she didn't think herself capable.

"Perfect, what do these things mean?" he stepped forward and pointed to the various mettles and ribbons on coat.

"They all mean something different, different honors and achievements, stuff like that."

"What's the purple one mean?" she looked down at where he had pointed.

"I got that for being wounded, in combat."

"They award you for being wounded?"

"Yes, it was nothing minor I got hit in the arm." She pointed her left arm.

"With what, and arrow or where you stabbed."

"Yeah something like that." Alexandria didn't want to get down to explaining what a bullet was. "Are you going to wear that tonight?" he was still wearing his red tunic from when they had met. He laughed.

"No." Alexandria smiled and left the tent. She looked around the camp and watched as the many centaurs emerged with their fancy outfits and armor. She smiled they were truly beautiful creatures. She was slightly startled when a young centaur came up to her. He was shorter than her but if she were in her human form would stand to her height. Looking down at him he smiled.

"I'm sage." She smiled and nodded to him.

" Alexandria."

"You're the lady that was changed into a centaur." She looked around and gave a slight smile. Know she felt uncomfortable as she looked at the other centaurs around looking at her.

"Yes I am."

"I was ordered to give this to you." He held out a sword and upon taking it from him realized it was her saber. She took it out of its scabbard to see it was cleaned and polished. She turned to thank the boy but he had disappeared. Looking around for him she saw he run into one of the tents, she replaced the saber into the scabbard. Alexandria turned and walked back into the tent to see Oreius putting on the final bits and pieces of his armor. He had so much armor on that you could barley notice the fine embroidery on his black tunic.

"I see you got your sword back." she nodded and watched him put on his Vambraces before he walked over to her. Taking the saber from her he attached it to some leather straps and buckles before turning and strapping it to her waist.

"Thank you." He smiled before turning back to the rest of his armor and swords. She began to comb her hands through her hair like she had that morning and groaned.

"Do you have a comb?"

"Yes, on the table next to you." She sighed in relief as she began to work on most of the tangles in her hair, and soon was free of them.

"Are you ready?" He came to stand in front of her.

"Only if you think I am." He thought for a moment, before grabbing one of the small hair clips from the table and pulling her bangs back to form a half up half down style.

"Now you are."

"Is it a pain to wear all of that?" he shook his head no.

"You get used to it after awhile, it almost like a habit."

They walked out of their tent and saw that most of the centaurs in the camp where out for the nights activities and wore many different colors. Most common was read and yellow, but some blues and greens made it in. Alexandria followed Oreius who walked over to his lieutenants. They all wore black tunics as well, with their bright shinning armor. She smiled and thus began conversation, questions where asked and answered. It wasn't more than a half hour of talking till the young boy ran up to the group.

"General Oreius." He bowed in respect of the general. "He is here!" Alexandria turned in the direction the boy had come to see a Lion walk down the path that was cleared by the centaurs. The centaurs bowed as he walked passed them, and closed the path behind him and followed him to where their general stood. Oreius and his lieutenants bowed and Alexandria quickly followed their exampled. She had no idea what to expect for the night.

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