(17 years later)
Aslan prophecy did indeed come true. The girl who was an infant when she was brought to the Great Lion turned into a teenager that was well raised, protected, and cared for. However, it wasn't long before she discovered her magic of winter. Aslan taught her how to control and command it well. Shortly after, she was able to get snow, ice, frost, sleet, and very VERY cold water to do what she wanted. Aslan often labeled her as a springtime enchantress rather than an ice princess. Her perfectly curled hair was the color of dark gold with lines of platinum blond. Her lightly tanned skin was sprinkled with freckles, but her legs had scars from years of learning how to wield the sword. Her olive eyes were almost two different colors based on the distance one was. From far away, they looked chocolate brown and up close, they were dark green with a ring of brown around the pupil. Golden flecks the same color as Aslan's golden mane could be seen close up as well. But if you're wondering just who the girl truly is...well, that girl...is me.
As I grew up, Aslan and I were very nomadic, moving from place to place throughout Narnia. When I reached the age of 14, we found a little cottage that bordered the Northern and Western edges of Narnia. There were times when Aslan went away for some time, and I lost much sleep worrying for him, but I was overjoyed when he returned. But slowly I became more independent. I thought my life was going to be the same all my life. Until one fateful day when a burning question clouded my mind. I was standing on the edge of the cliff the cottage bordered and looked out to the clear northern sky. Aslan came to stand beside me. "What is it that is troubling you, dear one?" he asked gently. "You should not look so sad on your birthday."
"Aslan..." I started. "Who am I? How did I come to be with you?"
"For 17 years I have wondered when you were going to ask that, my child. Now I fear that time has come too soon."
"What do you mean?" I asked, slightly perplexed.
Aslan took a breath before answered. "Diamond, you are not who I have led you to think you are."
"Then...who am I really?" I asked. Aslan smiled.
"Sit, my child," he instructed. We both sat down on the frosted rock. "Your story began when you were a newborn infant."
"When you found me." I said. Aslan smiled again.
"You were not found, but brought." he said.
"By whom?"
"Your father." My eyes widened as Aslan's words hit me hard.
"My father?" I repeated, whispering. Aslan nodded.
"Yes, Diamond. Your father was a good friend of mine. He entrusted me with your care. Until he met his fateful end at the hands of your mother."
"My mother? Is she dead as well?" I inquired.
"No, dear one. She's very much the opposite. Your mother is the one responsible for this winter. She is the White Witch."
I felt the wind get taken from my lungs. "No, impossible," I said. The tips of my fingers began to frost over.
"I am afraid it's so. I should know. I was the one that married your parents." I took a moment to let his words sink in.
"So let me get this straight. My father was killed by my mother and my mother is the White Witch?"
"You always were a good listener, Diamond. But I'm afraid that is not all." said Aslan. "When you were brought to me, I crowned you the Princess of Narnia."
"I'm a Princess?"
"Yes, and you are now old enough to become High Queen. Since you are already betrothed, of course." Aslan smiled again.
"Betrothed? As in: marriage?!" I cried, shocked. Aslan chuckled.
"Diamond, there is an another ancient prophecy that I have not yet told you, and it is about to come true very soon. The prophecy is that two Sons of Adam and two Daughters of Eve along with the rightful Queen will defeat the White Witch and restore peace."
"Aslan, if you don't mind my asking, what are Sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve?" I asked, for I had never heard such a term before.
"They are more commonly known as humans. Beings that are not from Narnia."
"But how will they enter Narnia?"
"There are many paths. The way they will come, I do not know. But the one you are to marry is the eldest Son of Adam, should they arrive. His name is Peter."
"Peter?" I repeated. "Is he charming young man?"
" That I do not know. I have never seen him before. Our his brother and sisters."
"What're their names?"
"Susan, Edmund, and Lucy." Aslan answered. "They do not know Narnia exists."
"Oh," I said simply. A moment of silence past between us before I said, "Aslan, I'm scared about my mother. If she can freeze Narnia and control it for 17 years, what could she do to me? Or the humans?" I struggled with saying the last word.
"Diamond, you needn't be afraid. Remember what I've always told you: I shall always be by your side." I wrapped my arms around Aslan's neck, and he placed his paw on my back. About a minute had passed before we separated. "Come." he said. "We must make way for the Great Valley."
"Why are we going there?" I asked the Lion. We rose off the cliff.
"To gather warriors for your army. There are Narnians who wouldn't hesitate to serve their Princess." he answered. "And the Valley is the perfect campsite."
"Aslan, are you certain I'm ready?" I asked with uncertainty.
"Diamond, if you were any more ready, you would've been Queen the day you were born." I smiled and blushed slightly. "Now, I shall send word to the Narnians. Climb on my back. I shall take us both there." I obeyed and clutched Aslan's mane. He let out a great roar before taking off at a very high speed. We set off for The Great Valley.
