I do not own Lucy, Edmund, Susan, Peter or Narnia. They are owned by C.S Lewis.
This is from The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe after the kids cross the ice river where the waterfall brakes. They already meet Aslan and the White Witch hasn't left the castle yet. Hope you like it and Let me know what you think. Thanks.
Chapter 1-Lucy gets Kidnapped
There was water. Lot's of water in this dream she was having. She also felt wet. She shook her short red-brown hair but it didn't move. It was plastered to her neck and like the rest of her body and clothes, it was wet.
"She's walking up!" whispered a boy's voice with a British accent. The thing about this voice was she heard it before but not for a few days.
"Edmund?" asked Lucy as she slowly started opening her eyes.
"She's okay!" he said relived just over a whisper.
From what she could make out she was in a basement that was pure white and ice. It was freezing. She wanted to see more clearly and went to rub her eye only to find that she could hardly move her hands.
"Your tied up to a pole just like me." explained Edmund reading her mind.
"Why are we tied up and where are we?" asked Lucy. Then a look of terror swept over her face and Edmund could tell that she remembered where he was and figured out she must be in the same place. "The White Witch's castle." said Lucy just above a whisper.
Edmund gave her an unfortunately your right look before he turned his gaze to the ground. He couldn't look at her for another second after what he did. When the White Witch's wolves brought his little sisters wet, unconscious body into the dungeon he realized what trouble and danger he put his siblings in and vowed not to tell the White Witch anything else. He didn't know anything else to tell her anyway.
He knew why the White Witch wanted Lucy. Not that it mattered what sibling she had but the youngest was more likely to give her the information she wanted. As Lucy gained consciousness he wanted to tell her not to tell the White Witch or her army anything. He would deal with them.
"Lucy don't…."Edmund began but it was too late. Both Lucy and Edmund could hear someone coming down the stairs. Remembering he wasn't to be talking to Lucy (White Witch orders) he told her shhhhhhh.
Lucy understood and nodded quickly. They both looked at the door to see the White Witch herself come through.
"Lucy is it?" asked the White Witch in a soft almost kind voice.
"Maybe. What does it matter to you?" asked Lucy.
"It matters because I want to be polite when I talk to you." answered the White Witch.
"Why the change in heart?" asked Lucy.
Edmund giggled at his sister's question and response but was soon quieted by the White Witch's evil stare.
"Where are your other brother and sister?" asked the White Witch getting right to the point.
"Lucy, don't tell her!" yelled Edmund.
"Shut up!" yelled the White Witch pointing her wand at him. A gag appeared over his mouth silencing him from coaching Lucy on what to say.
Lucy looked from Edmund to the White Witch and back. She was scared and had an expression that matched. She had no idea what to say or do.
Lucy breathed deeply before replying. "There on the other side of Narnia by the lamp post. I'm not really sure why there though."
"Well done Lucy." said the White Witch rather impressed by how easy Lucy was to work with. "Maybe you can learn something from her Edmund."
A few minutes after the White Witch left the dungeon Edmund gave Lucy an are you crazy look still unable to talk from being gagged.
"Don't worry Edmund. That's not really where they are. It's a diversion until we can think of a better plan to help them. Not that we can do much from in here." explained Lucy sadly.
Edmund felt guilt that the first thing on Lucy's mind was helping Susan and Peter even when she was kidnapped but when he first got here all he could think about was being king. He looked at the ground again. He nodded and gave Lucy a good thinking look wishing he could tell her how smart and thoughtful she was given her current situation. But he couldn't. Not yet anyway.