Chapter Six

The first two dreams were peaceful and, not that she really remembered all of it, she thought she saw a glimpse of her parents in Narnia. She remembered waking up with the feelings of relief and hope, just to have them shot down with the darkness of reality.

Her third dream wasn't necessarily a nightmare, yet she woke up screaming. She remembered seeing dark red eyes and the look of possession upon them. They had an evil look a pure dark evil and that is what scared her.

Targus came into her room panicked and she had run to him and embraced him tightly.

"Child, dear child, what is the matter?" She felt like she was no more than six years old running into the protection of her mother, trying to forget the awful experience. Though, she wasn't six and try as she might, she could not forget those eyes. Her knowledge and attention span was far older and wiser than that of a six year old and that was the disadvantage.

"I'm sorry Targus." She said as she released herself from her hold on the tiger, "I seem to have had a slight nightmare. I am fine now." Targus continued his worried stare, but relief showed in them as he watched her relax.

"I am sorry child, not even in the land of Narnia can we escape from the evil in our hearts." Targus sighed, "Once you are ready, please wait for me in the hallway. I am to take you and your brother to Aslan." Targus bowed and turned out of her room towards her brother's.

Patience rubbed her eyes and stretched. She was still exhausted and her foot was still in much pain. She tried to think about the smiling faces of her parents and her feelings of hope, but her mind kept closing her good feelings and awakening the nervousness and paranoia of the eyes. She couldn't help the feeling of familiarity. Something about those eyes had been familiar.

Though her foster parents, the Faulkners, were whiney and disturbing, they certainly were not the evil she sensed through the eyes. Yet her anxiety came into play and she couldn't shake the feelings being watched. She kept it to herself, though, not wanting to see the worried look upon Targus's, or her brother's, face again. She liked that she had people who cared about her, but she wasn't exactly familiar with the understanding of "caring about her" meant. She did confess, much later though, that she knew deep down what it meant but she was afraid of losing it.

She absentmindedly walked out into the hallway and waited for Targus and her brother to appear. She didn't like being alone to begin with, but after seeing those eyes and having that be all she thought about, she really disliked being alone. Luckily Targus and Alex came beside her after a long minute. They looked at each other before Targus led them out into the courtyard.

It was far bigger than Patience remembered from the previous night. She saw the stairs that led to many different hallways and rooms. Also she saw a beautiful small garden that took its place in the middle of 

the courtyard. She smiled as she passed it and was pleased to see all the different types and colors of plants; not all flowers mind you.

She then spotted the place where she saw the figure the previous night. When she didn't see anything there she felt disappointed. Mostly because she wanted her foot to feel better again, yet there was a curiousness that hung on her thoughts.

They walked on behind Targus and glanced at all the different sights and all the happy people that greeted them with smiles. They came to an opening to what looked like a garden. It surprised Patience at all of the plant life in Narnia and she was more than happy to see and learn more.

Passed the apple trees they saw an amazingly huge lion staring at them. Patience saw her brother grow nervous and she was to, though she had a familiar feeling; that of the previous night.

"You're the figure I saw last night?" The lion nodded, "Wow, you're bigger than I remember." Her brother stared at her, amazed that she could talk to the huge creature. The walked closer to the magnificent lion and Targus left their sides and bowed to the lion.

"Your majesty," he bowed, "I present to you the son of Adam, Alex and the daughter of Eve, Patience."

"Thank you," The lion spoke his voice deep and kind, "I am happy to see that you brought them fairly safely." He chuckled. Patience's gaze fell to her foot when she followed the eyes of the lion. She had forgotten her pain as, she had done the previous night, and was very saddened to find out she still had the pain. "Do not worry child, It will heal." She nodded a silent thank you and waited for him to speak again.

"Sir, I do not mean to speak out of line or character for I am grateful to the hospitality and protection we have received, but I am to wonder why it is we are here." Alex asked.

"Son of Adam, Alex, such discussions are better fitted for a better time. For now, you and your sister need healing, food, some new clothes, and some much needed rest. I will leave you in the protective hands of King Caspian of Narnia and I shall come back when we are discuss what is to be done." The lion announced and at that moment a young boy came to stand beside the lion. He had dark shoulder length hair, deep but proud dark eyes. He looked no older than twenty. He was a very beautiful man, Patience had said once.

"Ah, thank you Aslan." He bowed, "We shall await your return. You have my word that they will be well cared for and very safe." He spoke in a thick Spanish accent, Alex told Patience, yet it was easy to understand his words. Patience stared in awe at the young king for he was intriguing, she mentioned one time.

"You're Aslan? I have to say, I wasn't expecting a proud looking lion, but I think you may have exceeded my expectations. I thank you for influencing the healing on my foot. It feels much better in your presence. Are you sure you cannot stay?" Patience asked the great lion.



"Daughter of Eve, your will is enough to sustain the ease of your pain. I am glad to have pleased you and your expectations, but I am sorry to say that I must go. Do not worry though, my child, I will return sooner than you think." He smiled a smile Patience would have never thought possible and turned to Caspian.

"Please be sure to keep your word my king." Aslan said and Patience ended up with an uneasy feeling. Aslan turned and left the orchard and Caspian smiled at Alex and Patience. He then turned to Targus.

"Would you mind showing daughter of Eve to her room? A nice bath and new clothes are awaiting her. I will see to son of Adam and we shall meet in the dining hall. Is that alright with the two of you?" Caspian asked only looking into the eyes of Patience's brother. She felt a little saddened that he would not look at her.

"Yes I think that would be pleasant. Patience seems in need a nice bath anyways." Alex laughed.

"Oh shut up you fool. You smell worse than I do." Patience blushed at her outburst.

"Come along Patience. Let us turn you into a lady." Targus chuckled at his brilliant comment.

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Now Patience was, by far, an ugly looking person. Two nights before they had arrived to Narnia was the last time Patience had bathed. She had been attracting dirt, mud, and anything that felt like attaching itself to her skin, and her hair was basically a rats' nest. Safe to say, she wasn't exactly presentable when she met the king of Narnia as well as the Great Lion himself.

She had washed off all of the grub and slime upon her golden skin and used herbs on her ratted hair. She dressed into a deep blue gown and she was radiant. Her dirty blonde hair hung down about six inches past her shoulders and had a unique wave. Her dress had no sleeves and hung by one strap upon her shoulders, it had revealed her golden skin beautifully. The power of the deep blue of her dress also brought out the quiet, but radiant crystal blue of her eyes. She was indeed a beautiful person and she had, for the first time in her life, noticed it as well.

Targus approached her when she walked out of her room, "You are radiant Patience. It pleases me to escort a beautiful woman to the dining hall."

She blushed, "Thank you Targus, but I think you are mistaken for it would please me more to be escorted by a gentleman."

They both laughed and walked together to the dining hall. Patience was surprised to notice they arrived before her brother and King Caspian. It didn't take long, though, for them to arrive. Patience took her place in the corner of the room as she watched her brother and Caspian approach the table.

Caspian had changed his clothes as well. It had to be the reason she arrived before her brother, she guessed. His hair was even more beautiful; she guessed he bathed as well for it had a glossy look upon it. He wore a deep red shirt and a dark blue over jacket. His pants were black as well as his shoes. He 

wore golden chains around his neck and he wore a belt that held his sheath and sword on his left side. There was also a small dagger along with its sheath on his right side. As long as looks were concerned, Caspian fit the role of King and happened to surpass Patience's expectations. After that, Patience decided to stop expecting anything in Narnia.

Her brother was equally as dashing as the king. He wore a long white shirt that had loose long sleeves and he wore a long black vest. His pants and boots were also black, but his belt was brown. It, to, held a sheathed sword on his left side. Patience could tell her brother felt proud yet nervous for carrying such a weapon. His black hair fell into his deep blue eyes and it made him even more handsome.

It was only breakfast and everyone was dressed in evening clothes looking spectacular. Patience couldn't help but wonder about dinner.

Alright, I apologize for this chapter being late. I had no internet I hope you liked it none-the-less! I know I waited till now to tell of Patience looks, but I thought now would be a good time to tell of her looks, when she looks the most beautiful. lol

I meant to put this on when I posted but I forgot sorry!!

Thank you Don-Jam for your comments! They are MOST appritiated!! And I loved your Constructive Criticism lol

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