There is an old, old tale that Tirian's nurse told him when he was a child, and it went like this: Long ago, before my grandmother's grandmother was born, a wicked witch came to Narnia. The princess, who was just your age, hid in the most secret of hiding places in this very castle, but the witch found her and turned her to stone and all of Narnia slept under snow for a hundred years. When Aslan came and the kings and queens of old were crowned all the statues were woken, but no one could find the princess in her hiding place. And she waits there still, and will wait until the end of the world, unless someone very clever can find her hiding place...