They had kissed so passionately that sometimes Edmund wondered if they really had been in love. He had felt her hands rub up his body many times that night. Sometimes he wished they had gone even further that just kissing.
It had been a stormy night and Edmund had been wandering around the castle he shared with the White Witch. He stumbled across a door which he hadn't seen before. Being a person of that nature, he pushed it open. And there she stood! The supreme ruler of Narnia, only dressed in a bra and knickers. But she had heard him.
"Damn you unlocked door!" she exclaimed, until she turned around,"Oh it's you. Don't look so shocked, it was going to happen."
Edmund ventured into the room, where she took him by surprise and kissed him. It was the best kiss he had ever had. As she pulled him closer, their tounges explored each others mouths in wys they had never experienced before. As they pulled apart, he gathered up the courage to put his hands around her, while she pulled him even closer. Suddenly footsteps were in the corridor. They pulled apart one last time and she quickly pulled on her dressing gown. A guard entered the room with a pair of chains.
That was the last time Edmund ever saw the White Witch. He always remebered it as the best kiss of his life.