She smiled. "How little you know of the land that keeps you so safe," she said. "It doesn't matter. My reasons are my own, and all will know when the time as is right."

As for his other question, she could only continue to smile; not in a sense of superiority, but like the cat who finally found the mouse. It was that of a woman who knew a secret, and was having her fun wagging it in front of him.

"I am the future Empress," she said. "With lands to spare, and need to fill them. I am also only offering, Prince, not demanding..."

She finished then, and turned her back on him. If he so much as tried to attack her, he'd be dead on the spot, so she confidently walked back to her throne.

"Come find me, should your paradise become insufficient," she said, sitting down. "Tell me of the prince and his budding princess. Keep me 'enlightened' to their plans, and I will be generous. If not, than never come back, unless death is your ultimate wish."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The ghost lifted her head, eyeing Caspian coldly.

"[i][b]I turn to frost all that are not my mission,[/i][/b]" she said. "[i][b]I'll not be stopped; I shall be heard.[/i][/b]"

"Than speak!" Celine said. Maybe she sounded brave, but inwarldy she was shaking. Her skin caught the chill from the wind, much to similair to the chill she felt on her escape from the frozen tundras that were her home. It was only nerves of steel that kept her blade from shaking in her hands, even if her whole body was alert from fear.

The ghost nodded, and moved only inches closer. "[i][b]I come baring a warning,[/b][/i]" she said. "[i][b] Lest that which befell Charn befall you as well. Know that the witch seeks the last stand of The Lion, to turn those once loyal to traitors.[/b][/i]."

But actions would always speak louder than words. The White Lady raised her hands into the sky, blue magic paining over the landscape. Celine's breath hitched, and she drew closer to Caspian, feeling a chill run through the air. Before them lay an illusion, a vision of the future. The land of so much magic was once again snow-packed, and covered from end to end in ice. The animals were no longer of their own minds, each one moving in lines, carrying massive burdens on their backs and heads. In the distance, the destruction of ,monuments could be heard, as all things dedicated to Aslan were torn away by the very creatures who worshiped him.

And just like that, the spell ended. They were back in the frosted field with the White Lady, who looked rather sad.

"[i][b]You harbor a snake in your Eden,[/i][/b]" the ghost said. "[i][b]Guard your friends well. They will turn your people from The Great Lion, lest you help your people keep their faith.[/i][/b]"