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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩.𝐨.𝐯.

''Jadis, the Queen of Narnia! Empress of the Lone Islands.''
We saw a dwarf walking through the camp with the White Witch behind him, a bunch of cyclops carrying her.
They set her down and she walked forward to father, turning our way she glared at Edmund.

''You have a traitor in your midst, Aslan.''
She spoke.
The crowd gasped at this, not realising that it was Edmund she was talking about. Edmund looked down in shame, I felt extremely bad for him.
''His offence was not against you.''
Aslan defended Edmund.

''Have you forgotten the laws upon which Narnia was built?''
The witch taunted father and he roared at this.
''Do not cite the deep magic to me, witch. I was there when it was written.''
''Then you will remember well that every traitor belongs to me. His blood is my property.''

Peter drew his sword and pointed it at the witch.
''Try and take him then!''
I stepped forward and put my hand on his arm, making him lower it, he looked at me questioningly.
''Peter, I know you're angry and want to defend Ed but the witch is right. My dad will do whatever it takes to protect Edmund, you have to understand, please calm down.''
I pleaded. He sighed and stepped back, sheithing his sword.

'' Do you really think that mere force will deny me my right, little king?''
The witch said as I glared at her.

''Aslan knows that unless I have blood, as the law demands, all of Narnia will be overturned and perish in fire and water.'' (what about earth and air, hmm? tHe AVataR wOUln'T bE plEASeD)
''That boy, will die on the stone table, as is tradition.''
She explained, pointing to Edmund making the crowd gasp.
''You dare not refuse me.''
''Enough. I shall talk with you alone.''
Aslan cut her off and they went into his tent.

~𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐩~

After sometime, they both finally walked out of the tent. We all stood up again as we were sitting since their meeting took forever.
My dad looked at Edmund and turned to face everyone.

''She has renounced her claim on the Son of Adam's blood.''
He anounced as everyone sighed in relief.
''How do I know your promise will be kept?''
The witch asked him. My father looked at her and roared very loudly making her sit down and was taken away by the cyclops.

Everyone cheered and hugged one another, happy that Edmund wouldn't perish.
When I looked back and father however, instead he looked sad and solemn. Me and Lucy glanced at eachother, exchanging worried looks as everyone else celebrated.

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