Lucy's POV
Susan and I ran down a hill after watching the battle end.
"Peter!" I called out.
He turned to us and opened his arms. I ran into his arms where I had found protection and love so many times before and embraced him.
It seemed like time stood still for a moment. The battle was over! Everyone was safe. But then Susan asked a question that had nearly gone over all our heads.
"Where's Edmund?" Terror swept across her face.
Peter stood there stunned for a second, shaking his head.
Susan ran ahead to find him, Peter and I on her tail.
We found Edmund laying on the battle field, gasping for air.
Ginarrbrik was still on the battle field.
I gasped, but my big sister already had him in her vision. She shot him with her bow in two seconds flat!
I wanted to congratulate her on her fantastic shot, but my thoughts quickly returned to our brother.
Edmund's gasps continued.
Hoping it would help him breathe, Susan loosened Edmund's helmet and removed it from his head.
Everything felt foggy, but suddenly I thought, my cordial!
I quickly reached for my cordial, fumbling with the cap.
Come on, come off! I thought, as if my thoughts would help the cap come loose more easily.
Finally, the cap came off and I put a drop of the juice in his mouth.
His mouth closed and he was still.
I looked at Susan. She was trying to be strong, but I saw tears in her eyes
I turned to Peter. He had completely melted into tears. My rock, the one who had been so strong for me was crying, a site I had rarely seen before. It took me by surprise a bit. But I knew what he was thinking, Edmund was dying.
Those three words made me break down. I, too, started to cry.
Suddenly, Edmund coughed!
Peter gasped in shock. I turned to Susan, both of us smiling.
Edmund's eyes fluttered open. He looked at all of us and weakly smiled.
Peter grabbed Edmund into a tight hug. He held onto Edmund, tears rolling down his face. It looked like he would never let go. To my surprise, Edmund was actually hugging Peter back. Edmund hated hugs, but he was holding on just as tight to Peter as Peter was to him.
Susan squeezed my shoulder and smiled at me. I leaned over and gave her a hug from the side.
Peter and Edmund pulled away. Peter looked Edmund in the eyes. "When are you going to learn to do as you're told?" But Peter wasn't angry, his question actually ensued in his own laughter.
Edmund looked at the ground, then looked up at Peter, a genuine smile on his face.
Peter hugged Edmund once again. This time, Susan and I joined in, wrapping our arms around our brothers.
I noticed a shadow come into the corner of my view. Our hug broke up and I looked at Aslan, smiling at him. He breathed on a centaur who had been turned to stone in the battle. We watched as life crept back into the centaur. He stretched, took in a deep breath, and smiled.
Aslan gave me a knowing look. I picked up my cordial and jumped to my feet.
Susan gave me a questioning look and Peter and Edmund looked at me.
I smiled and turned around, running to the first injured warrior.
After several hours, I had finally reached the end of the battle field. My cordial was nearly empty, but I had energy to spare. It felt so good helping to heal Aslan's warriors.
Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Aslan were waiting for me at the other end of the battle field.
"I'm so proud of you." Peter smiled at me and hugged me.
"So am I." Susan hugged me.
"I can never thank you enough, Lucy. You saved my life today. I, I don't deserve it, but I am so grateful."
It brought tears to my eyes hearing Edmund express that he was undeserving. I gave him a hug. "Aslan told us that there is no need to talk of the past."
"I'm not referring to that. I'm referring to how he told me to do something and I didn't."
"You did what you thought was best in the moment. You saw the Witch going after some of Aslan's warriors and you knew you had to do something. Peter can't be everywhere at once and neither can you. You helped him out so much today Edmund. He might have died without you."
"And I risked both of our lives doing what I do best, not listening."
"Edmund, we all make mistakes. You might have made a mistake, but you had the best intentions. I am so proud of you for what you did today. You defeated the White Witch. Narnia will be forever grateful to you."
Edmund smiled shyly at the ground. I hugged him again. "I love you Edmund." I whispered.
"I love you Lucy." He said. He hugged me. A real hug. I was getting used to receiving real hugs from him again and it felt good. He began giving me real hugs the day Aslan rescued him from the Witch's camp and brought him to Aslan's camp. Before then, he hadn't given me a real hug since before the war. It felt great to have my brother back!