There wasn't a mark on my stomach "but love? Love for who?" I asked "it doesn't have to be a living person, nor a living thing at all. As long as you love something your heart is strong" I thought too who and what I loved.
My parents. Pie. Narnia. The pevensies. Edmund.
I felt my face warm up as his name popped up in the list, I looked to Aslan with wide eyes, he knew exactly what I was thinking. "It is all right to love him as you please "oh and you have a present" he nodded towards the table next to the bed before leaving the tent.