As it turned out the older Pevensies did not believe either Tanya or Lucy about the strange new land in the wardrobe. They even checked. Tanya was rather shocked at the entrance not being there. She was also worried. How was she supposed to bring help to the Elves if she could not reach them? Tanya tried to forget the scenes by telling herself that she had simply imagined them. That night, Tanya's dreams were strange and twisted in nature.
Tanya and Ramir leapt from the snowy trees, ambushing the White Witch and her caravan. A handful of Elven warriors appeared to help them. Ramir went after the Minotaur beside the Witch's sleigh while Tanya attacked the Witch herself. The witch dismounted, her icy scepter in her hand. Tanya ducked as it swung right over her head, hitting an attacking bird in the process. The bird dropped to the snowy ground, a stone figure. Tanya sliced at the Witch, catching the edge of her gown and tearing it but not drawing blood.
Someone gave a short cry of pain distracting Tanya from her battle. Ramir fell to his knees, blood dripping from between his fingers. Tanya started for him when the Witch stabbed her viciously with her scepter. Tanya's world went black and she knew nothing more.
Tanya jerked into wakefulness at the commotion outside of her door. She wiped the memories of the dream from her mind. Slowly she padded over to the door and peeked outside.
Lucy was crying and holding tightly to the Professor. Mrs. Macready burst out of her room nearly shouting.
"You children are one shenanigan shy of sleeping in the stables!" She stopped dead when she saw the Professor. "I'm sorry, sir. I told them you were not to be disturbed."
"That's quite all right," Professor Kirk said, "But I think this one is in need of a little hot chocolate."
Mrs. Macready took Lucy down to the kitchens. Peter and Susan started back down the hall and Tanya started to duck back into her room, but the professor cleared his throat. He motioned to the older children. Reluctantly, the three followed him down the hall into his study.
"You seemed to have upset the delicate internal balance of my housekeeper." He said, stuffing his pipe with tobacco.
"We're very sorry, sir. It won't happen again." Peter began trying to pull Susan and Tanya out of the room. Susan jerked away.
"It's our sister, sir."
The Professor nodded knowingly, "The weeping girl."
Susan continued, "She's upset, sir."
Again the Professor nodded, "Hence the weeping."
"She thinks she's found a magical land in the upstairs wardrobe." Susan confessed. The Professor looked completely surprised.
"What was it like?" he asked as he led the three children to the couch.
"Like talking to a lunatic." Susan replied promptly.
"No, no. I meant the forest."
Tanya spoke for the first time. "It was completely covered in snow and ice. Really it was very beautiful, but…." She trailed off under the gaze of Peter, Susan, and the Professor.
"You've seen it?" The Professor stared at her.
Tanya nodded, "Only once and by sheer accident." He just continued to stare.
"If you'll excuse me, please." Tanya ducked out of the study and disappeared into her own room. The rest of the night her dreams were filled with stone people and animals.