"Wow… I'm so full…" Rosie said, making Aslan smile. Remembering what he had just done, Aslan immediately cleared his throat to erase the curve of the smile on his lips.
"Can we go home already?" Aslan in the palace.
"Of course!"
After paying for Rosie's food, Aslan put his hand on the girl's back to lead her out of the restaurant. They passed through the residential area. Rosie was excited as she passed the road she had walked several times. She looked for the whereabouts of a house of the old fortune teller's grandmother.
"Aslan, can we stop by there for a moment?" Rosie pointed at a small house made of wood with a cloth tent in front of it. The little house was between two big brick houses.
However, when she got there, Rosie didn't find anyone. She wanted to come down to check, but Aslan stopped her.
"Why? I just wanted to visit her for a bit."
"I told you several times not to hang out with that old granny."
