Her black cloak flapped lightly in the wind as she watched the faun. His red scarf streamed behind him as he dragged the child back to the lamppost. She heard him hiss something about some of the trees being on her side and frowned. The trees almost never took sides. The child ran back into her world, a huge smile across her face. "I know you are there, Rowan," the faun sighed, looking in her direction. "I know you saw." Rowan moved into the light. "Then you also know I'll have to report you -- to both of them." Rowan came from another world into Narnia and was placed in a position of extreme danger. She fell into the hands of the White Witch when she entered the land and since then she has been training for one thing: to fight Aslan. But Aslan found her and has guided her along a rocky path of deception. She is his spy and a loyal friend to the Lion. When the Pevensies step into Narnia, however, she finds that her loyalties are torn. Will the ice in her heart consume her? Will she be able face what she had done? And when the children of the prophesy realize who she really is, will they regard her as a child of Aslan, or the Witch's daughter?