Lucy appeared in a land dark and seemingly lifeless, as she looked up into a familiar face, or so she thought. "Caspian, what's going…who are you?" she asked as she looked into the grey, hollow eyes of a man that had lived for centuries with only power as his companion.
"I think the question is who are you, and where's Alina?" The man asked as he tightened the grip he had on her arm.
"I'm Lucy the Valiant, Queen of Narnia. I've never met an Alina, and I demand to know where I am and who you are, which you can tell me after you've released me." Better to project an image of strength and apologize later, than to appear weak before someone that clearly had the upper hand, both literally and figuratively.
The man did release her and made a mocking bow. "I'm the Darkling, your Majesty. Welcome to Ravka." Then all the light went out of the world.