Crown Prince Theron, heir to the throne of Narnia paced outside his chamber doors just as he had been for the last hour, listening to his wife labor in pain trying to bring their child into the world.

He let out a nervous sigh and sat down for a moment, only to jump back up at the sound of a pain filled cry and began anxiously pacing once more. The waiting seemed like it went on forever; thankfully, Theron was not kept in suspense for much longer. Finally the door to their chambers was opened and a kind looking faun stepped out.

She smiled at the tense father, "Congratulations, my prince. You're wife has delivered to you a beautiful baby girl."

Theron let out a relieved sigh as the fawn led him into the room and he caught sight of his lovely wife and child. The beautiful Princess Reyna looked entirely exhausted, but completely happy all the same as she stared down at the little baby in her arms.

She lifted her head and smiled at her husband, "Come my love, come and meet your daughter."

He made his way across the room and sat on the edge of the bed, gazing down at the tiny bundle in her arms, "She's gorgeous." He whispered in awe at the sight before him.

And she was, the child was without a doubt the loveliest baby any in the birthing room had ever seen. She was so small, with rosy cheeks and light dusting of golden blonde hair sat atop her head, her eyes were a cloudy blue, though both parents knew that could possibly change.

"What shall we name her? "Reyna questioned, finally tearing her eyes away from her daughter to look up at her husband as she passed the baby over to her father's waiting arms.

Theron contemplated the question for a moment, wanting to make sure his daughter had the perfect name that suited her best, and then he smiled, "How about Aurelia?" He suggested, "It means golden."
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Reyna smiled softly, "Aurelia." She whispered testing the name out, "I love it. Our little golden princess."

"Where are you?" Princess Reyna called as she searched playfully for her daughter, "Come out! Come out! I'm coming to get you!"

It was a beautiful, sunny day in Narnia and the Royal family was having a picnic to commemorate the ending of a glorious winter and the beginning of what they hoped to be a lovely spring, as well as to celebrate the young princess' third birthday.

Under their picnic table came a tiny giggle and Reyna smirked, "Where are you, my troublesome little one? I'm coming to get you!"

She bent down quickly to look under the table, but her child was no longer there, having hid behind her father's massive shield leaning against their tent pole.

"Where is my little Birthday girl, hm?" Reyna called out, looking around curiously, "I'm going to find you; you cannot hide from mummy."

Princess Aurelia tried to be quiet as she snuck up behind her mother, but the little three year old could hardly suppress her giggles and her mother heard her as she approached.

"Found you!" Reyna exclaimed as she turned around and lunged for her daughter.

Aurelia shrieked and tried to run away, but her mother caught her and began to tickle her sides, causing her child to break into a fit of laughter which soon became infectious and her mother began to laugh as well.

"What's this, then?" Prince Theron questioned as he placed his bow on the picnic table, "Are you two having fun without me?"

"Tsk, Theron, how many times must I ask you to keep your weapons away from where we eat?" Reyna asked as she pointed accusingly as his bow.

Aurelia detached herself from her mother's grip and ran to her father, "Papa!" she cried as she wrapped her arms around his leg and looked up at him sweetly, "Can I shoob arrow?" the child asked as she tried to grab the much too large bow.

The weapon being much too heavy for her dragged her to the ground, causing her to burst into a fit of laughter, but she persisted in trying to lift the object.

Theron chucked at his daughter's determination, "Well I don't think you'll be shooting anything with that, darling. It is much too big for you." He informed her as he walked over to their tent entrance and reached inside, "Why don't you try it with your very own?" her father suggested as he presented her with a small bow.

Aurelia's face lit up at the sight and she clapped her hands happily while Reyna came to stand behind her and place her hands on the little girl's shoulders.

"Happy Birthday, my sweet golden child." Theron said bending down to hand her the bow.

Reyna smiled lovingly at her husband, "Aurelia, what do you say to papa for his gift?"

The exuberant child looked up at her father and smiled bright, "Thank you, papa."

He leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead, "You're very welcome, my princess." Looking up, the Prince and his wife shared a happy, loving smile.

But the family's happiness would not last for much longer, for at that very moment the white witch was assembling her army.

"Come, my darling, we must make haste." Princess Reyna called back to her daughter as the two ran through the snow covered hills hand in hand.

Little Aurelia was trying to keep up, but the snow was holding her back and she was beginning to tire, "Where papa?"

The young princess was suddenly lifted into a pair of arm, causing a scream to escape her lips. Reyna turned back quickly at the sound, only to let out a relieved smile at the sight of her husband, "Theron." She breathed.

The prince grabbed his wife's hand and began leading her on, "Come on, we have to hurry. She's coming."

The Royal family fought through the snow and wind trying to get to safety.

"Papa, I scared." Aurelia whimpered into her father's shoulder, trying to protect her little face from the cold breeze.

Theron hugged his daughter tightly against him, "There's no need to be frightened little one; I will keep you safe."

The family made it to the lamp post and Theron stopped.

"What are you doing? " Reyna questioned, seeing that her husband was no long her following her, "We have to keep moving."

The prince sat Aurelia down, "I'm not going with you two,"

"What?" She questioned, confused.

"I have to stay and help our people, but you two must leave now. I'll hold her off for as long as I can until you can escape." Theron said.

Reyna shook her head, "No, I'm not leaving without you." She cried, cupping his face between her freezing hands, "We're a team. Where you go I go. If you won't leave, then I won't go either."

Theron gave her a sad smile, "But you must, you have to protect Aurelia. The Witch cannot find her." The couple stared down at their child who was cuddled against her father's leg trying to stave off the cold.

"We are sending her off through the wardrobe to Diggory Kirke. He will take good care of her until it is safe for her to return. I refuse to leave my husband or my people. If this battle will be over as soon as you think, then we will not be parted from her for long." Reyna declared with finality.

The prince knew they were running out of time and he could see the determination in his wife's face, there was no use in fighting with her about this. He sighed, "Alright, but we must make haste and get Aurelia to the wardrobe."

The small family began their trek through the snow once more until they made to what seemed to be a wall of branches. Theron set his daughter down, "Alright darling, mummy and I need you to be brave, can you do that for papa?"

The little princess looked up at her father and nodded her head solemnly. She wasn't sure what was happening, but she knew her parents were sad.

"Good girl," He smiled tearfully and bent down to hug her, placing a quick kiss on her forehead, before reluctantly releasing her so Reyna could hug her also.

"Mummy and papa love you very much my little darling." She whispered to her daughter.

Once she finally let go, Theron guided her towards the cluster of branched, "Go on sweetheart, walk right through their and don't stop until you feel the coats."

Aurelia began to walk but turned quick and saw neither of her parents had moved to follow her, "You not coming?" She questioned fearfully.

Reyna gave a tearful smile, "We're right behind you, princess."

Aurelia nodded as tears spilled from her eyes and turned back around to begin walking once more.

She fought her way through what seemed like never ending branches, and just when Aurelia began to hear the sound of bells ringing behind her... her little hand came into contact with fur.