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Cheyenne looks back at Tamryn, debating on whether or not she was telling the truth about Aslan.

(We did have the same dream, but how come the rest of us didn't see him if he was there?) She wonders.

She bumps into Trent.

"Sorry, Trent."

"It's okay, Cheyenne. I know it was an accident. What's on your mind?"

"I'm wondering if Tamryn really saw Aslan. I mean we had the same dream about Aslan's Country. If she did see him, why didn't the rest of us see him?"

He shrugs.

"I'm not sure. All I know is that we'll be at his camp soon, and we'll be able to meet him then."

She simply nods. Trent absentmindedly grabs his arm and lays his hand over the cut.

"I hope your arms get better soon."

"Thanks again, Cheyenne."

"You're welcome. That's what friends are for."

Trent puts a hand on her shoulder.

"You're a great person, Chey. Alan's lucky to have a sister like you."

"You really think so?"

"I do."

"I doubt it."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"Things will get better between you two. I mean, he can't stay mad at you forever, Cheyenne."

"I guess you're right."

Trent smiles at her. She smiles back.

"So, are you nervous about meeting Aslan, Trent?"

"Yeah. How about you?"

"Yep. Heck, I'm nervous about this upcoming battle. It was hard enough killing those tigers at the river. I'm not sure if I can kill anything. I know they're evil, but they could also be misguided."

"Maybe you can talk to Aslan about it when we meet him."

"Yeah, maybe."

They continue walking until they see red tents with a golden lion on them.

"Well, here we are," says Trian, "Aslan's camp.

Cheyenne and the boys look around the camp, looking for Aslan.

"Come along, Aslan wants to speak with you, Children."

They follow Trian and the wolves toward the tent in the center of the camp, as the Narnians watch them pass by. When they arrive at the center of the camp, they notice everyone starts kneeling.

"It would be best if you bow," says Botain.

The five children immediately do so. The entry way to the tent opens and a lion comes out.

"Welcome, Alan, Trent, and Samuel, Sons of Adam. Welcome, Tamryn and Cheyenne, Daughters of Eve. Welcome, Trian and wolves. You have all done well. Narnia will thank you for your bravery."

They nod.

"You may rise, Children."

They do so.

"Come, we will need to talk."

The children follow Aslan.

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