"I think we should give her a second chance." a brown haired girl spoke and looked at Alaric.
"Are you insane?" Jared snapped.
"Jared! Calm down.Think clearly. Didn't you get a second chance too?" Alaric replied with his arms crossed.
"You're right. This is different! She deserves to be put to death!" Jared defended angrily.
"We all do. " the brown haired girl replied.
"Adalira is right. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did and I'm sorry. Majority rules, we protect her." Seraphina added.
Jared glared at her angrily, his eyes then softened when her words sunk in. "So we protect her until Aslan comes. What will he do then? Won't we be at a loss since he'll kill her anyway?" he asked with a soft sigh.
"He won't kill her." Alaric assured his younger friend with a smile.
Jared smiled back softly, struggling with his own doubts within his mind.
"We'll stick together by Aslan's strength." Seraphina quipped, fully confident in her colleagues and in Aslan.
"Where is Aslan anyway?" She asked.
"At this point, at the stone table. Everyone else is sleeping." Alaric informed them.
They were puzzled but didn't ask any further questions, Alaric on the other hand, knew what must be done and though he was sorrowful about it, he knew it was the only way.
"Adalira, you and Seraphina will take care of Eirlys. Jared and I need to head out to the battlefield with Peter and Edmond. I think the battle is nearly here." Alaric ordered when morning finally had come.
Adalira nodded, "Yes sir!" and walked towards a tent with medical supplies.
"Good morning Ada." the medic greeted her with a warm smile.
"Good morning to you too, Taneli." she replied and looked around the tent.
"Anything I can help you with?" Taneli asked. "I need some gauze and some antiseptic cream. Would you happen to have them? Oh, and a rag too!" She asked.
"I believe I do. Let me check my bags." He responded and began to look through a bag he had brought with him.
After a few minutes, he smiled and held the object from his bag, "I have the antiseptic and the rag here. Let me just find some gauze for you." He informed her and placed the said items on a table nearby.
"Thank you Taneli." she smiled.
"It's no trouble." he hummed in response and looked for the gauze in a basket. "Ah, here it is!" he exclaimed happily and handed her the items.
"Thank you again Taneli." She smiled and walked out with the items and headed to find Seraphina.
"What do you suppose will happen to Eirlys?" Edmund asked as he glanced at his elder brother.
"I'm not sure." Peter replied as they headed out to battle.
"Do you think Aslan will kill her?" Edmund said worriedly.
"He didn't kill you. I don't think he will kill her either." Peter replied in deep thought.
"I certainly hope not. She was pretty nice." Edmund sighed and headed up the hill.
Eirlys sat in her cage in aching pain from her previous wounds and from whatever harm they had done to her. She was sobbing silently and when she looked off in a distance, she saw two girls walking towards her with supplies.
Suddenly, she heard someone walking behind her but didn't bother to look. She assumed it was another Narnian soldier, however, the look on the girls' face said it all.
She felt a sudden urge of fear overwhelm her and slowly turned to face whoever was behind her.
In that moment, she locked eyes with none other than the great lion himself. Her eyes watered as she beheld Him in all His glory and she could have sworn there was an air of radiance about him that seemed to call to her and warm her heart.
She didn't know how long she was looking into His eyes but she turned away from him, sobbing greatly. She wasn't scared, instead, she found Him rather comforting. She felt so ashamed for everything she had done and kept muttering how sorry she was as she buried her face in her hands, refusing to look at Him again. He was unlike anything she was ever told about Him, she felt that none of those words could ever fully explain how majestic and radiant He actually was.
Eirlys wasn't prepared for this moment, her heart was frail and her emotions were scrambled in all this chaos that had happened in a mere matter of days. The lion walked nearer to her slowly so as not to startle her. In this exact moment, she heard him whisper to her low enough for only her to hear and in a voice sweeter than honeysuckle.
"Weep not, child. I have heard your prayers. Rejoice, for your deliverance has come, my dear one." This only caused her to cry even harder, if possible. As soon as He had finished whispering to her, the sound of chains clanking against the floor of the cage was heard. Her eyes widened in surprise as she slowed her sobbing enough to see what He had done. A subtle smile crept onto her lips and she glanced at the lion once more, this time, His expression was soft and He too was smiling.
"Rise up, and come to me little one. Let me heal your wounds." He said in a voice as bold as thunder.
The door to the cage opened, the lock falling onto the grass and Eirlys shakily stood up and ran to the great lion who was awaiting her. This moment was so unique and special to her that she only saw Him and frankly, He was all she cared about as she ran to Him. Tears of joy stung her eyes as He welcomed her with a hug, assuring her it was fine to hug him and she joyfully buried her face in his thick, luxurious mane which to her surprise and joy, was incredibly soft and comforting such as a wool blanket on a cold night.
"Eirlys, you are no longer a slave unto Jadis, I have bought and freed you from her bondage." He began and she pulled away to look at him.
She fell to her knees, trying to think of what to say to fully express her gratitude but failed to find the words, she just sat on her knees with tears falling from her eyes.
"You are no longer the forgotten princess of Charn, but now are the Royal Ambassador for Narnia. Arise, Ambassador Eirlys of Narnia. Embrace your title, for you were lost but now found. Once forgotten, always remembered, Charnian by blood, but Narnian by adoption and citizenship. You were bought with a price for your freedom, be bold, and may you never be shaken." He announced and for the first time since she saw Him and fell in His presence, she took a good look around her.
Few Narnians were around her, Seraphina, the girl she recognised from the forest was nearby with another girl in similar armor, both were smiling with pride as they beheld the spectacle and when she turned to her left, she saw Lucy and Susan. Lucy had a large grin on her face and Susan had a soft smile.
The dark haired girl rose up with a sense of pride, "Let me heal your wounds." Aslan spoke softly and breathed onto her, healing her wounds and giving her a sense of bravery. "Let's get you ready for battle. Adalira, give her the armor I had the blacksmith make." He commanded.
"Yes, your majesty!" She said and motioned for Eirlys to follow her. "Come with us, and welcome to Narnia, Ambassador." Adalira smiled and led Eirlys to a tent where her armor was.
