Disclaimer: I own Isala and her sisters.

Chapter 3

Suddenly I felt a slight warmth on my chest. What was warmth? I had drifted in and out of consciousness ever since I first blacked out. The number of stone statues in the courtyard had grown each time I woke up. But now, it looked like there was less statues then before! Had she started rearranging her furniture? And then I saw the scene outside. It was not the barren landscape of snow I had seen each time I woke up. For the first time in who knew how long, there was green grass and flowers on the ground. I started in surprise, and then realized I could start. I wasn't stone anymore!

I waited impatiently until I was completely returned to normal, then I stretched luxuriously. Turning around, I gasped. Aslan himself had breathed on me!

"Aslan…" The Great Lion turned and looked at me. "Aslan, I'm so sorry!"

His mouth didn't move, but I heard his voice in my head all the same. "Peace, my dear child. Narnia is safe once more."

"But my sisters…"

"You'll see them soon." He walked away, and I stared after him.

"Hi! My name is Lucy. What's yours?" I was startled. A little girl was looking at me. She was about eight or nine.

I smiled at her. "I'm Isala."