I have been told what I was expected to do for the majority of my life. I know what my life is supposed to be, but that can make the most certain of us, feel uneasy, and lost.

My name is Ariel, I was known as a goddess in Narnia. In reality, I'm a princess. Though most Narnians don't see me like a princess, or a goddess, some think of me as a royal goddess.

I currently in Cair Paravel castle, my home, going to the stable, to go on a nice ride. I came across the great lion of our world, Aslan. I bowed to Aslan, though it was not required of me.

He nodded his head to me, and I see a Tiger Eye bracelet on my right wrist. I could sense a kind of kind, strong energy radiating off of it.

We didn't even need to exchange words, I ran to the stables as face as I could. I mounted my horse Alexander and rode to the forest as fast as I could. I could feel my hair and dress trailing behind me.

Once I made it to the lamppost to spare oom, I dismounted, and told Alexander to go back to the palace, and tell everyone I was fine. He nodded his head and ran back to Cair Paravel.

I took a hold of my necklace and travelled through, to a world different from my own.

The reason why I have felt was to escape from someone called the White Witch. We had expected that someone would attempt to overthrow the crown, and I was lucky to escape when I could.

In the land called England, it has been a year since I left, though I know it has been much longer in Narnia.

I have not been able to travel back yet, I have been waiting for some special people to come.

I walked down to the stables of the Professor's house. He had given me refuge, the portal to this world went through a wardrobe that was in his spare oom.

I did learn that he had a connection to Narnia, and once I told him of my situation, he let me stay and has treated me well.

I saddled the horse the professor had given me, called Marcus, and also helped to tack up another horse, to pull the cart.

Mrs Macready and I were going to collect some children who have been sent to the country to escape from war. I escaped to England to miss an impending war, and I entered another.

Mrs Macready strapped the horse to the cart, and I mounted Marcus.

I rode ahead of Mrs Macready, and as I stopped, I waved to her, to say that the children are here.

I looked down, with a little time till Mrs Macready was here. I saw a young boy, around 16-17 years old, he had blonde hair, while his siblings all had barnet hair.

I did forget to mention that I had white, blonde hair. I did have it up in a bun, as it is so long, it might be odd to them to see such long hair.

I looked to the young girl, with her hand in his, she seemed to be 9 or 10 years old. I sympathise with her, war is so hard at such a young age.

Next to her was another of her brothers, he seemed to be around 12-13 years old. He did not look happy, he had aggression on his face, while the others had sadness.

And next to him was an older sister, who seemed to be 16 years old.

I looked at Mrs Macready, who had just pulled up to the station they were dropped off at.

I could see the kind of disgust in her face, she does not like kids. But funnily enough, she loves me, I think it's because I act so much like an adult, even though I am only 15 years old here, thanks to the bracelet I am wearing.

I looked to the eldest, with confusion in his eyes, as he asked "Mrs Macready?"

I thought who else would stop right in front of you, with a horse-drawn buggy, during a war.

She looked at the children and said: "I'm afraid so." At this point, I understood what happens in this war. "Is it then, have you brought anything else with you?" Mrs Macready asked the children, staring at them, so much. I'm sure they were uncomfortable.

I dismounted my horse, as the supposed second eldest said, "No ma'am, it's just us."

I looked up at Mrs Macready as she muttered under her breath "Small favours."

I walked up to them, and lead them to the back of the buggy. I could feel eyes on the back of my head, and I just smile at it. I am used to the stares I would get, even in Narnia.

I told the children to put their bags down, as I helped them into the buggy. Once all but one was in, I handed them their bags, the second youngest got on to the buggy, with his bag in hand.

I closed the door and mounted Marcus. We started to head back the manor, and I went into the local forest to have a little ride to myself, which felt so good.

Macready seemed to have the horse in their stall, so I untacked Marcus, lead him to the nearby paster, to grace.

I entered to house, to find the children, not at the main entrance.

I walked up to the rooms the children were going to be staying in. I found them in the youngest's room.

I could see the two eldest comforting the youngest, while the second youngest looked exasperated.

I leaned against the door frame and said: "Let me guess, Mrs Macready gave you the horrid talk about not being children."

They all nodded their heads. I walked into the room and sat on a nearby chair, and said: "I got that talk when I came here."

I looked down at my bracelet, the eldest looked at me and asked: "How long have you been here?"

I continue to fiddle with my bracelet and said: "Just a year, though it does feel a little longer."

I took a hold of my necklace and felt its power. I heard the second eldest ask, "Are you related to the professor?"

I laughed a little and looked at her. I looked at each of them and said "I am not, he is a family friend, my parents are not around. They were killed in a war in a different country, and he took me in."

I could see tears forming in everyone's eyes, I looked down. "I know what it is like to be taken away from your family during a war. But you should count yourselves lucky, you have parents who are still alive, I don't."

I got up and bent down to hug the youngest. I could feel tears forming in my eyes, I wasn't lying to them, I was telling a half-truth.

I pulled away, and smiled, "I'm Ariel by the way. If you need any help, just come see me." I then walked to the door, before I remembered: "What are your names by the way?"

The eldest stood up, I could see him blushing, and he just said "I'm Peter." He then pointed to the second eldest, "that's Susan, " he pointed to his brother, "that's Edmund, " and lastly, pointing to his youngest, "and that's Lucy."

I smiled at little, "Well it is nice to meet all of you, " I walked to the doorway and said, "feel free to play outside tomorrow, it may be a lovely day, and you should make the most of it."

I walked to my room, which had the wardrobe that I entered this world through. I lifted the sheet on it, a little, and felt no magic radiating off of it.

I walked over to my bed and rested a little. Today has taken a lot out of me if I am perfectly honest.