Robin leaned back on her bed as her eyes traced over every word written in her favorite book. Pride and Prejudice. Aslan said he got it from an old friend and had gifted the book to Robin for her sixteenth birthday. Robin already read it 13 times. She was so entranced in her book she didn't notice Aslan entering her tent and looking at her with an expectant look.

Aslan cleared his throat softly, causing Robin to look up from her book and meet the hazel eyes of Aslan. "Hey dad" she greeted as she put the book down. One year after Aslan had brought Robin to camp, she had called him dad. Robin freaked out, thinking he would be mad but Aslan chuckled and said he would be happy to be called that.

"Robin, sweetheart, I have some news regarding a certain prophecy." Aslan informed as he took a seat next to Robin. She nodded for him to continue. "This prophecy involves you too."

Robin choked on air. "I'm sorry what? You can't be serious."

Aslan nodded. "I am. And I am certain you are ready. You have been trained by the best people and you have become my best warrior. I have faith in you, little one."

Robin pursed her lips in thought. "Well, what is this amazing prophecy you're talking about?" she asked, sarcasm lacing her tone.

Aslan smiled slightly before reciting. "Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone,
Together with Aslan's soul
Sits at Cair Paravel in throne,
The evil time will be over and done."

Robin nodded. "It doesn't really rime, you know."

Aslan shook his head with a small smile. "It doesn't need to rime." he paused and looked at her with what Robin presumed was a raised eyebrow. "Haven't you noticed it's not as cold anymore? That means the four children have entered Narnia and are coming here."

Robin rolled her eyes playfully. "Now that you've mentioned it."

Aslan stood up then gestured for Robin to follow. "Now come one, we have some maps to look at."

Robin groaned dramatically. "But I was reading. You do know reading is important in order to remain smart." Robin cringed at her explanation.

Aslan laughed. "You already read that book 13 or 14 times?" he looked back at her as they passed narnians who bowed respectfully.

"This was my 14th time." Robin grumbled and crossed her arms as the two entered Aslan's tent.

•

Aslan and Robin stayed for hours reading maps and poting weak spots in the White Witch's territory until an eerie silence was heard from outside, followed by gasps and whisperes.

Aslan smiled knowingly while Robin looked at him confused. "What the hell is going on?" she whispered to him, thinking her voice would be heard throughout camp.

"The children are here" he stated then proceeded to exit the tent, leaving Robin to curse under her breath.

"Robin" his voice called from outside the tent. Robin scrambled and tripped a couple times until she finally managed to lift her dress a little, in order for her to walk properly.

"Yeah, I'm on my way. Just give me a minute." Robin yelled as she dusted off her dress. An amused chuckle was heard from Aslan and Robin scowled at his shadow. Aslan talked with the children a little more until Robin finally exited the tent.

Robin looked at the children with an awkward smile. The oldest, and tallest was a blonde boy with a weird haircute that surprisingly suited his head. He had bright blue eyes, puffy cheeks and he too, had a pretty awkward smile on his face. The next one was a girl, fairly pretty with dark brown hair and dark eyes, though not as dark as Robin's. She wore a tight smile on her face as she peered at Robin. The youngest one was also a girl. She had shoulder length hair, beautiful bright brown eyes and the brightest smile Robin had ever seen on her face. She was cute. Robin glanced down seeing Mr and Mrs Beaver. She sent them a nod of acknowledgement then returned her attention to the kids.

Robin glanced in confusion, knowing there were supposed to be four children. "Weren't there supposed to be four of you?" she asked, a little to bluntly maybe. "Did the fourth die or something?"

The children quickly shook their heads. "We were just talking about that." Aslan informed with an amused smile. "Children, this is my daughter and part of my soul, Robin."

Robin smirked. "So you're my prophecy partners. Oh, joy." she said sarcastically as the little girl giggled.

"Oh!" the eldest girl said. "Father Christmas said to give these to Robin. I guess that's you" she said as she handed Robin a white bow and arrow with black detailings and a rock.

Robin took them and inspected the rock closer until her eyes widened and a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. She could faintly hear Aslan muttering about how her smirk meant nothing but trouble but Robin focused on her rock. Well, it wasn't a rock. "This is a dragon-fricking-egg." she exlaimed loud enough for everyone to hear.

Gasps were heard in camp. Nobody had seen a dragon in hundreds of years and the fact that Robin had a dragon egg was quite extraordinary.

Aslan shook his head with a small smile as Robin still gazed at the dragon egg. "Where is the fourth?" Aslan asked.

Robin averted her eyes from the egg and looked at the three kids. They all sheepishly looked at eachother before the oldest answered. "That's why we are here" he started.

"We had a little trouble along the way." the oldest girl explained, her gaze trained on her shoes.

Robin raised an eyebrow. "What kind of trouble?" she asked as the rest of the camp watched eager for answers.

The oldest made eye contact with Robin for a second before breaking it and looking at Aslan. "He's been captured by the White Witch." he finally stated. Gasps and whispers were heard in camp as the three children looked around them.

"He betrayed them, your Excellences!" Mr Beacer said loudly, causing the camp to yell outraged.

"Then he has betrayed us all!" Oreius, who Robin had not even noticed, shouted.

"Hold on, Oreius. Let-" Robin gestured to the children, "-them talk first. Then we see who we kill." Robin said with a wink towards Oreius.

After sending Robin a panicked glance, the oldest looked towards Aslan nervously. "It's my fault really. I was too hard on him"

The oldest girl put a hand on her brother's shoulder. "We all were."

Robin watched a little frustrated, still not knowing the childrens names.

"Sir, Miss, he's our brother." the youngest child said, sending Robin a nervous glance before looking at Aslan again.

Aslan sighed deeply. "I know dear and that's what makes the betrayel all the worse. It may be harder than you think." he said after sending Robin a knowing look.

War was coming for narnians.

authors note
so i just wanted to clarify what the ages will be:
peter: 16
susan: 15
edmund: 13
lucy: 11
robin: 17

THEN in the second part of the book (prince caspian)

peter: 17
susan: 16
edmund: 14
lucy: 12
robin: technically she will be 17 (without the 1300 years)
caspian: 18