Mrs. Coulter and Lyra were taken though the halls of the great castle and finally came to two big iron doors, with equally bug locks on them.
"This is were you will be staying." said one of the bears gruffly as the other opened the doors.
Lyra was stunned by what she saw. The room behind the doors was beuatifull. Well as nice as a room decoreated by bears could get. There were lamps hanging from the roof, in the four corners of the large room and in the middle.There were a couple of chairs, a table, desk, a couple of cabinets and dressers, and a curtained of area they were so find out held a bed.
One of the bears started to speak once the took in there suroundings, "You will only stay here untill we can have a perminent residence set up."
"L-like Lord Asriel's?" Interupted Lyra.
The bears looked at Lyra and growled, "Yes, but dont ever mention his name around here,"
Lyra nodded her head. She was trembling. Not only from fear but cold aswell. Beautifull as her furs may be they weren't to warm.
They were also informed that meals would be brought 3 times a day. Then the bears left, locking them inside.
Lyra got a chance to have a good look at Mrs. Coulter for the first time since she arrived. Her face was calm, but in her eyes was fear and worry. She sat at the desk.
Lyra went behind the curtain and sat on the bed. She brought her knees up to herself, and wept. She wept for her dear Iorek, for being locked up, for roger and Lee scorsby hoping they were all right. Pan had curled up with her and Lyra hugged him. Then Lyra cried herself to sleep.
She woke up and found herself under the blankets on the bed. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She got up and pulled back the curtain and saw Mrs. Coulter sitting in a chair, stoking her daemons fur.
Lyras days were as such. She would wake up, sit with Pan, eat the meals they'd brought for them, sit some more, and some times she would watch Mrs. Coulter work. But Lyra hadn't cried since she had that first night, because some where deep inside she knew that she would be rescued. So for a couple weeks she waited. Her and Mrs. Coulter exchanged mabye two words a day. G'morning, and G'night if anything.
One night Lyra was sleeping in a chair by the door because latly Mrs. Coulter wasn't feeling so good, so Lyra let her have the bed. Lyra woke up with a jolt. She didn't know what woke her, and it scared her. So she reached for pan who was curled up beside her.
There was a knock at the door. Only loud enough for Lyra to hear. She slowly sat up and went over to the door.
"Whos there?" she whispered.
"Its me"
(AN: Cliffhanger, eh? Well i am feeling a little evil today and this chappie was talkin to long so i decided to end it here. MWAHAHAHA, enjoy^-^i know its small but...i have little time and little patetients^-^)
"This is were you will be staying." said one of the bears gruffly as the other opened the doors.
Lyra was stunned by what she saw. The room behind the doors was beuatifull. Well as nice as a room decoreated by bears could get. There were lamps hanging from the roof, in the four corners of the large room and in the middle.There were a couple of chairs, a table, desk, a couple of cabinets and dressers, and a curtained of area they were so find out held a bed.
One of the bears started to speak once the took in there suroundings, "You will only stay here untill we can have a perminent residence set up."
"L-like Lord Asriel's?" Interupted Lyra.
The bears looked at Lyra and growled, "Yes, but dont ever mention his name around here,"
Lyra nodded her head. She was trembling. Not only from fear but cold aswell. Beautifull as her furs may be they weren't to warm.
They were also informed that meals would be brought 3 times a day. Then the bears left, locking them inside.
Lyra got a chance to have a good look at Mrs. Coulter for the first time since she arrived. Her face was calm, but in her eyes was fear and worry. She sat at the desk.
Lyra went behind the curtain and sat on the bed. She brought her knees up to herself, and wept. She wept for her dear Iorek, for being locked up, for roger and Lee scorsby hoping they were all right. Pan had curled up with her and Lyra hugged him. Then Lyra cried herself to sleep.
She woke up and found herself under the blankets on the bed. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She got up and pulled back the curtain and saw Mrs. Coulter sitting in a chair, stoking her daemons fur.
Lyras days were as such. She would wake up, sit with Pan, eat the meals they'd brought for them, sit some more, and some times she would watch Mrs. Coulter work. But Lyra hadn't cried since she had that first night, because some where deep inside she knew that she would be rescued. So for a couple weeks she waited. Her and Mrs. Coulter exchanged mabye two words a day. G'morning, and G'night if anything.
One night Lyra was sleeping in a chair by the door because latly Mrs. Coulter wasn't feeling so good, so Lyra let her have the bed. Lyra woke up with a jolt. She didn't know what woke her, and it scared her. So she reached for pan who was curled up beside her.
There was a knock at the door. Only loud enough for Lyra to hear. She slowly sat up and went over to the door.
"Whos there?" she whispered.
"Its me"
(AN: Cliffhanger, eh? Well i am feeling a little evil today and this chappie was talkin to long so i decided to end it here. MWAHAHAHA, enjoy^-^i know its small but...i have little time and little patetients^-^)