Chapter 6
When they arrived at the Castle, the people looked at the Narnians strangely. Caspian was welcome warmly by the servants and maids of the castle.
"Everyone rest for tonight. There will be a feast tonight," Aslan said, then he turned to Elvina, " I need to speak with you for a moment."
"Of course," she said. The other was directed to their rooms. Peter stole a glance at her, silently telling her to stop by his room. She nodded as she followed Aslan. She turned around and caught up with him. They walked the street. Woman and children stared at them in awe. They ended up at a platform that had two trees entwine together. They approached the trees.
"This is the place where Peter and the other will go home," Aslan said. The hearing of Peter going home saddens her heart.
"Do not be sadden, young one. You will be going with them," Aslan said.
"What do you mean?" she asked as she looked at the great lion.
"I mean you are from that world as well," Aslan said. A wave of dizziness hit Elvina and she sat down on the steps. Then she whirled around to the lion.
"But I have childhood memories of my father and mother," she said, clearing remembering the people that had taken care of her when she was a child.
"Some of those memories I have planted into you and some of them are your real memories. The people you remember are not your real parents. I placed you in their care when I found you," Aslan said as he stood next to her. Elvina put in her head in her hands.
"But how am I here if I wasn't born here? Am I like the siblings? Only here for a couple of minutes, living in years?" she questioned.
"You are unique. You have been here now for 2000 years. Your body in the real world is in a deep sleep what they called coma; you were in some sort of accident. Your body is beginning showing signs of waking up," Aslan explained.
"How long have I been in Narnia?" she asked as she looked at him.
"You have been in Narnia for what equals two years in the real world," Aslan said.
Two years. Two years of my life that I have probably forgot my real mother's name and father's smell. Oh, by the lion, she thought. A thought hit her.
"Do I have slbing like peter and Lucy?" she asked, wanting to know.
"No. Your memories of the real world will return as soon as you are back in your time," Aslan said, " come, I believe someone is waiting for you at the castle." They both stood up and walked back to the castle. Before they reached the castle, Elvina had to ask one question.
"Aslan, wait," she said as she stopped and looked at him. He stopped and turned to her.
"What's my real name?" she asked.
"Elena," He said, and then turned around. He walked into the castle, as Elvina stood there.
"Elena," she said, testing the name on her lips. She slight smiled and then walked into the castle. She walked into the castle and into a hallway. She politely asks a maid if she would show her room. The maid agrees and shows her to her room.
"Here we are miss," the maid said as she opened the door for Elvina. She stepped inside and looked around. The room was beautiful. Elvina turned to the maid and smiled.
"Thank you," she said.
"If you don't need anything else," the maid said as she turned to go out the door.
"No, wait," Elvina, said. The maid turned and looked at her. " Where is High King Peter's room?"
"King Caspian said you would want to know where his room is. His room is two doors down, on your right. The other queens and kings are on this hall as well. Oh and there are gown in the wardrobe for you as well. Another maid will come by shortly if you need any help for the feast," the maid said.
"No, I can manage on my own. Thank you," Elvina said and dismissed the maid. The maid left and closes the door. Elvina stripped out of her clothes and then washed up a bit, before putting a black gown with gold lining. She left the room and closes the door. She walked down the hallway until she came upon Peter's door. She knocked.
"Who is it?" his muffled voice sounded from the other side.
"It's me," she said quietly. She heard footsteps. The door was yanked opened and she was pulled inside, with the door shutting behind her. Peter gathers her into his arms and kisses her soundly. She wrapped her arms around his waist as he pulled away. He was shirtless.
"Were you changing?" she asked as she dropped a kiss on his shoulder.
"Um…" he said as he ran his fingers through her hair. He laid a kiss on her neck and then let her go. He grabbed the tunic that lay on the bed. He put it on and tucks the end into his breeches. He walked over to her and kisses her again. He takes her hands.
"Let's go walk around," he said. He still held on to one of her hands and opened the door. They left his room and walked around. They walked in the hallways and then around the top as they held hands.
"Something's wrong," she said as she looked at him. He looked at her.
"I have a feeling that I am going to be leave here," he said as his thumb brushed the top of her knuckles. "I will never be able to hold you again, not unless I get called back."
"Maybe something will come up," She said as she watched him.
"I don't know," Peter said, " I have a really bad feeling that I am not going to come back." a servant came up.
"You majesty and watcher. The feast is beginning," he said.
"Alright," Peter said, " we will be down there." The servant left them alone. "Shall we?" he asked as he held out his arm for her. She took his arm. They walked down to the main hall, where Susan and the other were waiting for them.
"There you are," Susan said
"Sorry," Peter said.
"Well, let's get this over with," Edmund said. They walked into the hall one after the other and enjoy the feast. Or try to anyways.
